Playful Concubine: Black-bellied Devil Emperor, be tough!

Chapter 3509 I thought about it too
Not only did Mu Yan not do this, she even left behind a child, she was by no means a cruel girl.

Moreover, with their sisterly relationship for so many years, they most hope that she can have a good home.

She was hurt so deeply by that scumbag Lei Ting before, but now there is a good man in her life, I really don't want her to miss it.

"He, he is not bad, he is very good to Xiaochen" is not only good, it can be said to be endless pampering.

According to the rumors, the water is clear and unfriendly, not close to women, and some people even say that he doesn't like women.

Now that he became a father all of a sudden, she quickly adapted to it. In fact, she even caught a glimpse of him on the Internet encyclopedia, searching for how to be a good father.

Quietly watch the educational videos in this area, the father's responsibility, he is very competent.

"I mean, how does he treat you, Mumu, the teacher hasn't had any women around for so many years, so his feelings for you must be different. I heard before that he has been looking for someone. Now I want to understand. That person is you."

Hearing this, Mu Yan had black lines all over her face, "Okay, stop putting gold on your teacher's face, he was looking for me, and taught me a lesson, who made me run away."

As soon as the words came out, she immediately sensed that something was wrong, and her eyes were full of guilt.

And Mu Xiaoxiao also heard the implication at this time, her mouth opened slightly.

"Mu Mu, could it be, you, you..." You talked for a long time, but she didn't say anything.

Muyan blushed a little, and glared at her, "What kind of eyes do you have, I think he is lucky to see him, that's my number one, ahem, don't change the topic."

However, Mu Xiaoxiao felt guilty, "Mu Mu, you have not been emotional for so many years. One is your high vision. The other is that you have never met such an outstanding man as Teacher."

"Hey, is he good? My son is the best!" In his tone, pride slowly grew.

When her son grows up, he will definitely be even better, he was born by her.

"Yes, yes, Xiaochen is the son of you and the teacher, I believe he will be very good!" Mu Xiaoxiao also praised.

Muyan gave her a blank look, "Okay, let's not talk about this, I asked you to contact me, what's the matter?"

Hearing what she said, Mu Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly became serious.

"The contact has been made. They will come here for communication in a few days. I have already made an appointment through a friend. I can do a consultation. In addition, we will buy the corresponding equipment as long as it is effective."

At that time, it will be convenient to know Mu Xiaochen's physical condition at any time. Although he came from ancient times, Mu Yan feels that high technology can detect what the naked eye can't catch, so he doesn't reject it.

"Well, when the time comes, I will bring the case there myself, thank you for your hard work."

Muyan's eyes showed sincere gratitude. During this period of time, she managed the Mu's Group from top to bottom, and she was very busy.

Fortunately, Mu Xiaoxiao took care of some trivial matters for him, otherwise he would definitely be busy like a spinning top.

"Why are we polite, but Mu Mu, to be honest, you must seize the opportunity. A good man like Teacher is rare. Don't miss it when you go."

She was also lucky to be his student, but that was all.

Over the years of studying by Shui Qingche's side, she has seen the fate of countless people who threw themselves into her arms and approached Shui Qingche by various means.

Knowing that he is not so easy to get close to.

Muyan is different, although she didn't have feelings before, it doesn't mean she won't have feelings in the future.

Don't many Mary Su novels say this, go to the wrong room, go to the wrong bed, have a baby, and live a happy life afterwards.

It is said that creation comes from life, maybe some people have different fates, and the way to open marriage is different.

(End of this chapter)