My husband loves me too much

Chapter 379 392. I thought you hated me.

After all the drones landed, no stars could be seen in the night sky.

Looking down on the city from a high place, people are still small and lonely.

Mu Hua thought, it would be great if the cup of tea in her hand could be replaced with wine.

"Bo Qijin."

"Why am I sick, don't you really know?"

It is rumored outside that Mu Wei was reborn after the catastrophe, and successfully got back what belonged to her. For her, the bloody storm in the Mu Group in the past two years was just a sleep. The money is clean and she abandons her ambitious ex-husband.

Rich, single, beautiful, what kind of man do you want?
Simply chic and happy like a fairy.

But in fact, she was the one who was given up.

"We're already divorced. What does it matter to you who I love or not? Why do you decide for me? Are you eager to get rid of me, or, in your heart, my feelings are cheaper than grass, anyone can... ..."

"Mu Hua," Bo Qijin's voice was hoarse, his black eyes were lowered, "I thought...you hated me."

He has no way to cure her, so he can only go to Xu Qingshan.

"Hate you?" Mu Hua was in a trance for a moment.

It was too quiet in the room.

Mu Hua pulled her lips and smiled, her voice was as low as a murmur, "...that might be the case."

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Xia Miaomiao accidentally discovered that Mu Hua had the idea of ​​immigrating.

"Where are you going? Where are you going?"

"It hasn't been decided yet, and it will take time to go through the procedures. Anyway, we don't want to leave now, and we have to wait until the next year at the earliest," Mu Hua didn't hide it.

Xia Miaomiao was in a complicated mood, "Why? You still have friends in Jiangcheng, and I'm there whenever you are called. When you go abroad, you are the only one. No one will drink with you when you are bored."

It was like a farewell to life and death.

Mu Hua closed the webpage, put the computer aside, "Just think about it, not necessarily."

"You're starting to think, it must be time to go," Xia Miaomiao murmured sullenly.

The sadness was real, but it was only depressed for a while. She hugged Mu Hua, "I will support you in whatever you want. Going abroad is also very good. For a change of environment, the handsome guys abroad are even hotter."

Mu Hua nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"Mumu, you'll be fine, right?"

"...I will."

"Go to my house for Chinese New Year?"

"No, I accompany Zhizhi on New Year's Eve. She always wants me to visit her. I was too bad a while ago, so I haven't gone."

"Okay," when talking about Zhizhi, Xia Miaomiao couldn't help but boast, "Zhizhi is really good at studying, and she takes first place in every exam. She is in the same class as my nephew, and she beats my nephew with her grades. Sensible and sweet, other children call me aunt, but she calls me sister every time she sees me."

Mu Hua listened amusedly, "She is my sister, call you aunt?"

"Whoever told those children to open and shut their mouths was called by the old aunt. In fact, I was almost pissed off. Zhizhi is only 13 years old. You used to trick her into calling her Uncle Bo Qijin... No, bah!" Xia Miaomiao Can't wait to bite off my tongue.

Bo Qijin, who came to cook for Mu Hua three times a day before, has not come for ten days.

Muhua's choice to immigrate is enough to explain something.

"That..." Xia Miaomiao tried to fool her.

"I was just teasing her," Mu Hua answered naturally, without any abnormality.

"Yes, yes, I'm not stupid," Xia Miaomiao pretended to be nonchalant, and Mu Hua didn't shy away from it, but she was timid and surprised, "Mumu, don't you plan to get the child's custody back?"

Mu Hua paused for a moment, then slowly shook her head.

"I'm not sure I can teach him well, and, to him, I'm just a stranger, so forget it."

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On New Year's Eve, Mu Hua promised to accompany Zhizhi, so she didn't snooze and woke up immediately.

The servant was arranging a bouquet of flowers in the living room, and a few branches and leaves were scattered on the table.

Mu Hua wanted to drink water, but after walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around.

Where did the lily of the valley come from this season?
"wrong."

The kitchen door was ajar, and a voice could be heard.

Bo Qijin looked at the ball expressionlessly, "What did you wrap this up? There is no filling, only the dough, and it won't be cooked when you rub it so round. Can you eat it?"

"It's the same, mine is the same as yours," the child was unconvinced, got up, and wiped all the flour on Bo Qijin's face.

This is so interesting, much more fun than toys.

"I'll draw you cat ears..."

Bo Qijin's face turned dark immediately.

The scene was out of control.

After the child succeeded, he ran away cleverly, hid behind Mu Hua, stuck out his head and made mischievous faces.

Bo Qijin turned around and met Mu Hua's eyes directly.

I don't know how long she looked at the door.

Even if he couldn't see it, Bo Qijin knew that his face and clothes were covered with flour, and he was a bit embarrassed in his embarrassment.

"Wake you up?"

"You haven't slept well, sleep a little longer, and I'll close the door."

(End of this chapter)