My husband loves me too much

Chapter 303 314. His surname is not Jiang.

The New Year flavor of the city is very light.

The family has a meal, and the next day's work still has to work normally.

On New Year's Eve, Mu Chengfeng came back from abroad at four o'clock in the afternoon. He went to see Mu Zhengxiao, even though it was not the Spring Festival abroad.

When Mu Hua arrived at Mu's villa, dinner had just started, and Mu Chengfeng was watching the news broadcast in the living room.

It is no different from previous years, still deserted.

"Where's Qi Jin? Why didn't you come here with you?"

Mu Hua bent over to change her shoes, and couldn't help but slander: Qi Jin Qi Jin, it's quite natural to call now.

"He has to go back to Jiang's house first, and come later."

"Sure," Mu Chengfeng nodded, and turned down the volume of the TV, "I heard that you two are living together."

The live broadcast event that night was on the hot search.

He knew it all, and Mu Hua didn't bother to hide it anymore, "It's more convenient to live together, he's busy and I'm busy too, it's too tiring to run around."

Since Mu Chengfeng has no objection to their being together, cohabitation is normal, "You two are in a stable relationship, so you should consider marriage and settle down early, so I can feel at ease."

"It's still early."

"How early, you are still young, but Qi Jin is already 30 years old."

Mu Hua didn't take it seriously, "He's not in a hurry for you."

"Now dad is the only one around, I don't worry about your marriage, who cares about it!"

"I don't want to get married so early."

Mu Chengfeng pondered for a moment, and said, "Even if you don't want to get married, you have to make a decision first, so that I can arrange a position for Qi Jin in the group, otherwise, it will be difficult to convince the public."

What Bo Qijin lacks is not ability, but an identity. The son-in-law of the Mu family is the future president of the Mu Group. This is no secret in Jiangcheng.

The current Jiang family no longer needs Bo Qijin.

His rights were emptied, so his workload was significantly less than before, and he even said that he would go out with her after the new year. How could he have this time before.

Mu Hua lowered her head, with a cup of hot tea in her hand, "Let's talk about it later, let's mention it now... I'm afraid he will think too much."

Mu Chengfeng stared at Mu Hua with complicated eyes.

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Jiang family.

The car drove out of the yard, the sound of the engine faded away, and Jiang Shumo ran into the living room angrily.

"Dad, why don't you let third brother have New Year's Eve dinner at home?"

Jiang Dongyang said lightly, "His surname is not Jiang."

"Yes, his surname is not Jiang, but didn't you bring him back to the Jiang family back then? You didn't let me like him, you said he was my brother, and I stayed for a New Year's Eve dinner, and you didn't treat him as a family , Dad, why is this person so contradictory?"

"What kind of attitude is this! I think you are spoiled! You don't know how to measure at all!"

"You are an old antique with no human touch! The third brother spent two years helping the company through the financial crisis, and you forgot in a blink of an eye that what Jiang Siyu enjoyed when he came back from abroad was ready-made, but you put the third brother... "

"Jiang Shumo!"

"Okay, okay, New Year's Eve, stop arguing."

Seeing that the father and daughter were about to quarrel, Mrs. Jiang quickly asked the servant to take Jiang Shumo back to the room.

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Bo Qijin finished smoking a cigarette outside the community before driving the car outside Mu's villa.

"Chairman, Miss, Mr. Bo is here."

Mu Hua went over to help him get a pair of slippers, "Why are you so early?"

She didn't know that Bo Qijin didn't eat at Jiang's house.

Bo Qijin held her hand, smiled gently, "Come to accompany you, how dare you be late."

Uncle Zhou was still at the side, covering his mouth and laughing when he heard it.

Mu Hua secretly pinched Bo Qi Jin's waist.

"Qi Jin, come and sit down," Mu Chengfeng patted the sofa, "Can you play chess?"

"know a little."

"Exactly, Hua'er can't, you teach her, let's play a round before eating."

(End of this chapter)