The skin of little glutinous rice is inherited from Joan's skin.

White and delicate, a little strength can leave traces on it.

Mu Jingxi looked at the red marks on her soft face and was very distressed. "I want ice."

Little glutinous rice shook his head.

"No?"

Little glutinous rice nodded.

With a sigh, Mu Jingxi never thought that she would be wronged by sending little glutinous rice back to the official residence.

This is her home. Who dares to leave her?

If she knew so, she might as well stay in the hospital with Joan. At least, she won't be bullied around Joan.

Thinking of this, Mu Jingxi felt that he could no longer tolerate it.

He can be patient, but when it comes to his wife and daughter, he can't be patient anyway.

This is his bottom line.

Immediately, Mu Jingxi picked up his mobile phone and called Zhou Junyi, Mu Chongming and Mu Jingdong respectively.

On the phone, he didn't say what had happened. He just asked them to go home as soon as possible and have something important to say.

Little glutinous rice leaned in his arms and listened to him on the phone all the way. When he hung up, he raised his head and asked softly, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Guess."

Little glutinous rice refused to guess and said angrily, "little Glutinous Rice doesn't want to see bad guys."

"Don't worry, Dad won't let you be wronged again. After a while, when your grandparents come back, you have to tell them... "

Mu Jingxi whispered a few words in her ear. Little glutinous rice stared round and was a little surprised.

"Remember?"

"But, Dad..."

"Just do what your father says."

"All right." Weak, dare not protest.

Zhou Junyi received the call and immediately rushed back from the headquarters of imperial group. Mu Chongming had a meeting and delayed for a while. After Zhou Junyi, he also returned to the official residence.

Mu Jingdong couldn't come back because of official business.

But from Mu Jingxi's tone, I also learned that something must have happened.

He called Mu Chongming and Zhou Junyi respectively and asked them to deal with the matter.

Back to the official residence, I came to the West Wing for the first time.

"Little glutinous rice, let Grandma see."

He handed the bag to the servant. Zhou Junyi hurried to the west of Mujing and reached out to hold the small glutinous rice.

Little glutinous rice shrunk his neck and buried his head deep in Mu Jingxi's arms. He refused to let her hold him.

"What's the matter, little glutinous rice? Grandma, give me a hug, okay? "

Mu Jingxi looked pale and waved Zhou Junyi's hand. "Mother, little glutinous rice is frightened. Don't call her now."

"What's going on?"

Scared?

Frightened in the official residence?

Who has the courage to frighten her baby granddaughter in the official residence?

"I'd better wait until my father comes back."

When Mu Chongming returned to the west wing, Lin Shuangshuang was just invited by the servant to the west wing.

"Father, you are back." Seeing Mu Chongming appear, Lin Shuangshuang was a little surprised.

It seems that Mu Jingxi is back.

He not only came back, but also invited the second old man back.

She secretly adjusted her breathing. Next, there was a hard battle to fight.

"Yes."

Mu Chongming crossed her and stepped into the room first.

Mujingxi sat on the sofa with little glutinous rice in her arms. Zhou Junyi coaxed little glutinous rice in a soft voice. However, the little ancestor never lifted his head from mujingxi's arms.

"Little glutinous rice, grandpa is back."

Mu Chongming took the hot towel from the servant and wiped his hands before coming forward.

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