Seeing the nearly 100 wreaths, Mu Qingyu's face was black and could spray ink. The anger surging in his chest made the whole hall cold and scary, like a cold storage.

"Brother Qingyu, what's going on? How could someone give us such a thing for our engagement banquet?" Qin Xuefu's voice was soft and her eyes were red. It seemed that she was crying angrily.

Mu Qingyu didn't speak and stared at the nearest wreath with deep eyes.

His eyesight was excellent, and he could see the words on the wreath couplet clearly.

"The slag man died and went to the yellow spring with the slag woman. Your little cute ones."

In anger, Mu Qingyu stepped away from his long legs and walked quickly towards the nearest wreath. When he was close to the front of the wreath, the couplet was automatically folded and rolled into a small column with a diameter of one centimeter, which was at the top of the wreath.

When Mu Qingyu was about to ask his assistant to take down the small columns, Mu's escort had returned.

"Mr. mu, I caught two children on the top floor. They are throwing Ming coins. The avatars on the Ming coins are all... All you."

"Ka..."

Everyone's heart clicked at the same time, and no one dared to see Mu Qingyu.

"Bring it!"

The ending sound is cold, like the wind on the Wannian glacier, which doesn't make people angry.

Then, two members of the escort team, one with a little guy in his hand, came to Mu Qingyu with a serious look.

The two little guys were very quiet. When they were put down, they didn't have the fear that bad things would be broken. On the contrary, they were as cool as adults.

"Whose bear child is this? How can he do such an immoral thing!"

"Really, don't their adults come out to have a look?"

"Ah? I said, do I feel this way alone? Why do I think this child is like..."

"It's really like..."

The expression of the people looking at the steamed stuffed bun changed instantly.

Little steamed stuffed bun and little Lori completely ignored the comments of those people. They held their arms and raised their heads at the same time, proud and confident.

"Yes, we did it!" the steamed stuffed bun admitted arrogantly.

Mu Qingyu heard the voice and lowered his eyes. When his eyes fell on the little steamed stuffed bun's face, his cold eyes flashed slightly and fixed on the little guy's face in an instant.

The child's facial as like as two peas is a reduced version.

Where did you come from? Why are you so like him?

Who are his parents? Who allowed them to make trouble?

"What's your name!" Mu Qingyu squatted down. His bony fingers pinched the small steamed stuffed bun's chubby chin, but his voice was not cold at the beginning.

The steamed stuffed bun looked down, broke away from Mu Qingyu's control, rubbed his chin, took his sister's little hand and said in a harsh voice: "you don't deserve to know!"

"I don't deserve to know?" Mu Qingyu's eyes were dim, and he couldn't see whether he was angry or what.

"We've delivered the gift. Now that you've signed for it, that's to admit your identity as a scum man! Now, please let us leave immediately. Otherwise, my sister and I will have a live broadcast and make you headlines!" the little steamed stuffed bun is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Let's make headlines?"

Mu Qingyu smiled angrily and looked at the two children again. However, when his sharp eyes touched the necklaces on the necks of the two children, they stagnated in an instant.

That's Qin Ran's work.

Once she leaned against him and said naively that it was a necklace for their future children. She made it herself!

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