Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Mu Qinghuan continued to cry, "I don't want to continue anymore … "Can you let me go?"

"Feng Cheng, let me go …" She buried his head in his arms, "I'll give you the shares, you give me my son... "Let's part ways."

"Nice acting." Feng Cheng suddenly said.

"I almost believed it …" Feng Cheng took a deep breath. He felt excruciating pain in his chest, did she have to leave him? Do you have to leave?

"I won't let you go." Feng Cheng's eyes turned deep red, and her lips leaked out a cold resolution, "Absolutely not!"

With regards to this, Mu Qinghuan just wanted to scold, Feng Da Xiong, you are f * cking inhumane, it is useless for her to cry like that?

"I want to sleep, get out of here." Mu Qinghuan used his shirt to wipe away her tears.

Feng Cheng let her wipe them away just like that.

"You don't understand human speech, I'll let you out." Mu Qinghuan was simply unwilling to give any face to such an order.

Feng Cheng suddenly raised his chin, his usual look of someone not to be trifled with.

"What, you want to hit a woman?" Mu Qinghuan shuddered in her heart, "Alright, just hit me, if you hit me, it would be a domestic violence!"

Originally, Feng Cheng was still angry in his heart, but, being carried away by her heroic appearance, he did not get angry, but instead laughed.

"I'm not willing to hit such a beautiful wife." Honestly speaking, in the whole marriage, Feng Cheng had not really fought with her.

Mu Qinghuan became restless, "Are you going out or not? If you don't, I'll call the police!"

"What are you going to sue me for?" Feng Cheng was curious, and asked, "You want to rob us indoors, or do you want to molest us? Then, should I also accuse you of disloyalty and insist on separation within the marriage? "

"I'm going to sue you!" It was just a casual remark, but by the time Mu Qinghuan managed to react, Feng Cheng's face was obviously ugly.

Use Strong...

Feng Cheng's eyes hurt.

Mu Qinghuan was also silent for a while.

"Go to sleep." Feng Cheng endured it for a long time, spat out three words, and then left in a carefree manner.

But tonight, Feng Cheng stayed in the carriage.

Use Strong...

Deceit...

These two crimes had pressured Feng Cheng to the point that he was intoxicated.

Every time these two words were mentioned, he knew that Mu Qinghuan had the right to speak.

He continued to push … She would only become more rebellious.

Feng's.

"CEO, Second Young Master is keeping Miss Mu too close, there is no possibility of him making a move …" said the Secretary-General, trembling with fear.

"Between them... Can it be that we have made up? " Feng Ji's pupils constricted. The current situation was extremely disadvantageous to him.

"I'm not sure about the specifics, but Second Young Master has his car parked in front of Miss Mu's apartment every day. He even went to work with her and filmed some movies with her …" Just thinking about it made him feel like a freak.

"Heh." Feng Ji pushed the documents away, "It looks like I have to do it myself what I'm raising you all for!"

It was the same as a few days ago, Feng Cheng always appeared when he picked Mu Qinghuan to finish filming the scene.

"Together to pick our son up from school?" Feng Cheng suddenly suggested. There was no uneasiness on his face, his mental state was too strong.

Mu Qinghuan's expression changed slightly, and she almost nodded in agreement, but when she thought about being with him, her expression darkened.

Seeing that, Feng Cheng curled his lips, and then called his son intentionally.

Xinxin had already finished school and was holding hands with a few of his classmates. When the butler uncle came to pick him up, he received a call from his father with incomparable excitement.

"I'm with your mother. Do you want to talk to her?" Since Feng Cheng said so, Mu Qinghuan's heart rose to his throat.

"Mom is here too?" Xinxin expressed his doubt.

"Yeah." Feng Cheng nodded, then looked at Mu Qinghuan and waved her phone.

Clenching her fists tightly, Mu Qinghuan endured it all, not wanting to be disturbed by Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng pressed the hands-free button.

"Mom?" In the receiver, Xinxin shouted again and again.

"Xinxin?" Mu Qinghuan bit the corner of her mouth and finally spoke.

"Hah." Xinxin raised his head and laughed, "Mom, come and pick me up from school.

With that, Xinxin hung up, and waited patiently with anticipation for Mu Qinghuan to pick him up.

Not wanting to disappoint her son, Mu Qinghuan drove her car to school.

Feng Cheng drove the entire time.

The two of them got out of the car one after the other and jogged towards their son. This scene was indescribably weird.

"In this period of time, how about this? One, three, five, you take care of the child. Two, four, six, I will take care of the child." Mu Qinghuan looked at Feng Cheng, "As for the weekend, I won't fight for it."

"Let's have dinner together on the weekends." Feng Cheng did not give Mu Qinghuan any leeway to negotiate, as this was already his biggest concession.

"I'll take the child on Tuesday." Mu Qinghuan quickly carried his son into the car. Her posture was like that of a thief as she sneaked into the car and drove to the apartment.

Holy Beauty Apartments.

Feng Cheng followed along, and then stood straight outside the door. After lighting up a cigarette, he did not smoke, but waited quietly outside the door instead.

No one knew how long he stood there …

The morning of the second day, Mu Qinghuan happily sent her son to school.

"Xinxin, do you like dad a little more, or do you like mom a little more?" What Mu Qinghuan meant was, let her son choose.

"Mom!" Xinxin laughed, but thought of something. Aunt Tina had said before that he must work hard to make a family, and said, "I also love Father a lot!"

"But what if you have to choose one?" Mu Qinghuan half squatted down as she helped his son to tidy up his clothes.

"Both." The sensitive Xinxin seemed to have sensed something, and immediately grabbed onto Mu Qinghuan's head, "Xinxin wants it all!"

"Oh, I know!" Mu Qinghuan carried her heavy son and got on the carriage.

When the car arrived at school, Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt lost as she watched her son enter.

"I'll send my son to your place tonight …" Mu Qinghuan called Feng Cheng, and after saying that, he immediately hung up, and didn't say any other useless words.

She was about to get on the car when she saw an unexpected guest on the passenger seat.

"Sister-in-law." Feng Ji shrugged, "Let's find a place to chat?"

"I've been busy filming recently, I'm afraid I don't have the spare time to chat …" Mu Qinghuan returned back to her seat, "I'll have to trouble Big Brother to make this a long story short?"

Come, come to Feng's to talk to me … If you want Xinxin's custody, maybe I can help you with that. " Feng Ji's words successfully attracted Mu Qinghuan's interest.

Feng's.

"Fourth Brother …"

Tina and Feng Cheng had just walked out of the elevator one after the other, yet they met Feng Ji and Mu Qinghuan in front of them!

Suddenly, Mu Qinghuan stopped.

Feng Ji was afraid that Mu Qinghuan would change his words, so he quickly pressed down on her wrist, "Sister-in-law, give me your shares and I will help you get hold of Xinxin's custody rights. You have ten minutes to think about it!"

Mu Qinghuan's body trembled, she looked at Feng Ji in shock, her brother had come prepared!

In that moment, Feng Cheng looked at Mu Qinghuan's profile in disbelief. He walked over and grabbed her hand tightly, "Mu Qinghuan, do you love me like this?"

"Sister-in-law, you still have nine minutes to consider …"