Boss Husband, Control Yourself

"I know all that." Chang Deyu squints his eyes and looks at Xue Qiansheng meaningfully. He knows that the purpose of telling Xue Qiansheng is not to talk about the past.

"Ah Cheng is good at making people turn over in the sewer. Now it's not what it used to be. Whoever provokes him is desperate!" Xue Qiansheng said with a smile, "if you lose the most important thing once, you won't let people trample on it again!"

"What do you mean?"

"There's another reason why ah Cheng's attitude has changed so much. It's Bao Mo ran." Xue Qiansheng is also very surprised. If it wasn't for Xue Yiner, who had an affair with him in those years, and her old servant went to Hong Kong to beg him to reveal the secret of that year, he would not know that Xue Muxuan's love history is so deep.

Looking into Chang Deyu's slightly questioning eyes, Xue Qiansheng continued: "this woman is the flesh of her heart. You can hurt her 10000 times more effectively than Xue Muxuan. Besides, if it wasn't for Bao Mo ran, your daughter would have come to this end? "

Chang Deyu looks at Xue Qiansheng. He has already won. Why don't he join in the fun himself?

"I'll take back my career in Huaicheng, and you'll avenge your daughter. What's more, baomo dye now takes over shangpinhui and has to develop a new CBD in the old urban area. There are some businesses to deal with you. With Chang's strength, it should not be a problem to let a yellow haired girl go out in shangpinhui or even Huaicheng? "

They did not expect that a conspiracy would affect the two people who were calculated to linger on the line of life and death.

If there is a person whose wedding is not her own business, it is Mrs. Xue. After lunch, Bao Mo ran leans on the sofa and is full of wine and food. Xue Mu Xuan pulls her up from the sofa and shows her a stack of delicate pieces of paper.

"What is this?" Bao Mo ran took a look, white simple card, inlaid with patterns of platinum, patterns with a strong artistic flavor. When you open it, you can see that the words of the wedding stickers are written in fresh font, and the names of the invitees are all written. Only the place with the names of the parties at the bottom is still empty.

"Wedding invitation? Who's going to get married? " Bao Mo ran almost didn't want to ask. Instead of her, what he invited was "Mr. Kang" and "Mou Youmei". He raised his eyelids and looked at Xue Muxuan angrily. As expected, he was looking at himself with scornful but doting eyes. "Oh," he said, "forget, you're getting married."

As soon as he finished, a cloud of warm lips pasted on his head. Xue Muxuan said in a hoarse voice, "it's us." Then he took out his pen from his pocket, signed his name in the blank place, moved the wedding sticker to her, and handed her the pen: "here, write the name."

Bao Muran looks at Xue Muxuan's handwriting for a while. Xue Muxuan's handwriting is just right and powerful, as neat as he feels. He secretly praises his good handwriting. He slides down from the sofa, takes a seat on a small bench, finds a good writing posture, puts his elbow flat on the table of the tea table, and signs his name next to him.

She looks like a student who has been given homework by the teacher, but she is very serious. Xue Muxuan is very satisfied with taking their wedding stickers so seriously.

Touch her soft hair from behind, the tip of which has grown to the shoulder. Xue Muxuan saw that she had finished writing, and then took out a wedding sticker. Bao Muran saw that the invitation was Gui Qi, and wrote his name in a correct way.

Xue Muxuan's writing is so beautiful, she can't lose face.

"How many people are we going to invite?" Bao Mo ran asked.

What she said was not "you", but "we". It seems that Mrs. Xue finally realized that the main character of the wedding was herself. Xue Muxuan felt comfortable and said, "all that should be invited."

Bao Mo Ran's eyes are wide open. What should aolu president invite? Can't Huaicheng be forced to move half of the city?

"When does that have to be written?" Bao Muran was startled.

Xue Mu Xuan slightly hook lips: "tired?"

Bao Mo ran swallowed: "it's not easy to be a bride."

Fang Xiao's milk bottle almost fell down and hit her feet. She lowered her hair and laughed. My aunt, I didn't see you worry about half a cent of the wedding, and said that you seem to have broken your heart!

Xue Muxuan looked at her handwriting, but it was beautiful and decent. She really wanted all the wedding stickers to be signed by him and her. It seemed that her voice was announcing her willingness to marry him.

It's just that he doesn't want her to get tired. So only a few important guests were selected, and the others were printed.

"After this one, you don't have to write it." After Xue Muxuan signed the name of Gui Qi, he handed her another one. Seeing the name above, Bao Muran felt heavy.

It's Tong Shuyun.

Xue Muxuan has mentioned in the invitation to invite Tong Shuyun and her daughter Bao Dingdang to attend the wedding together.

"You just sign what you want." Xue Muxuan easily picked her up from the stool, sat on her legs, and put her hands around her abdomen naturally.

Bao Muran quickly dissipated her depression, signed an invitation to her mother and sent her an email with her mobile phone.

That's the email she left her a few months ago, and she left her a message in the form of her reply. She tried to delete that cold email several times, but she didn't do it. Even if there is no news from my mother.

At that time, the feeling of a slap in the head came back. Bao Muran murmured: "I don't know if they are well." Xue Mu Xuan doesn't like to see his little wife sentimental, pull her up, "bride, but also to do an important thing."“ Well Bao Muran looks at him curiously. Then he was taken out by Xue Muxuan and got into the car. He drove the car himself and didn't let Lao Tan follow him. They were like going on a date“ Where are you taking me? " Xue Muxuan just turned his face and gave her a mysterious smile, "I'll know when I go." Nonsense, when it's time, can't you know... Bao Mo ran pouted, and his hand was held by his warm and dry big hand. He used to rub his thumb on her palm. Bao Mo ran pouted his little mouth more severely and patted him with his backhand, "drive your car carefully!" The car drove all the way to a private large-scale landscape villa in the southeast suburb, with white walls and European style eaves. It was deep in a secluded place, free from dust“ It's not your property, is it? " Bao Mo ran tilted his head and asked, "did you give me a wedding present?" Xue Muxuan with "you mischievous again" eyes helplessly looked at her one eye, turned into a evil smile: "your husband, I'm not so easy to guess." Open the car door, take her hand and lead her out. The parking place to the villa is a clean greenway. There are tall and dense green bamboo abalone on both sides. There is only the sound of wind blowing leaves around.