Mr.CEO's Beloved Wife

The next day.

Mu Qinghuan after work, the small star to jichenyuan parents this side, and jichenyuan direct to Mu home.

They didn't even prepare anything. Anyway, they didn't want to give it to Mu Yan. Mu Ning Yue would not give it.

When the two passed by, the servant opened the door and was surprised, "Miss, are you back?"

Mu Qinghuan nodded, but there was no bad face to the servants. The things at home had nothing to do with them.

"The master and his wife are taking care of each other in the living room. I'm going to inform you..." The servant said with some caution.

After all, the relationship between the eldest lady and the master and wife is not very good now.

"No, let's go straight in." Muhuan didn't give the servant a chance.

The servant could only watch nervously as they entered.

As soon as Mu Qinghuan and Ji Chenyuan enter the living room, they see Mu Yan sitting on the sofa reading newspapers, and Yu Qiuyun, who is doing manicure on one side.

Mu Qinghuan's eyes flash through a trace of condensation.

When Mu Yan saw Mu Qinghuan and Ji Chenyuan, he put a straight face on his face. The newspaper directly threw aside and looked at them with a sneer, "Oh, it's really rare! I know I'm back. "

"When I get married, I will always come back to tell you and bring my husband back for you to have a look. However, how can you say that you, the father, should also take some red envelopes?"

Mu Qinghuan seemed to smile rather than smile.

Mu Yan was so angry that his nose was crooked. "You really don't want any face. Do you want money for me?"

"Why are you sorry, the girls are married, and you don't even give the dowry?" Mu Qinghuan sneered, "this house was bought with my mother's money. You developed with my mother's dowry. Now, I just want a little dowry, which is shameless? When you abandoned her, why don't you think about how to write "shameless"

"You...!"

Mu Yan's face turned red with anger, as if it was going to explode in the next second.

One hand tightly covered the chest, breathing a little bit fast.

"Qinghuan! Stop talking! How can you talk to your father like this? Your father has a bad heart. Don't stimulate him so much! Do you really want to piss your father to death

Yu Qiuyun also ignored the manicure. He stood up and helped Mu Yan. He looked at Mu Qinghuan with a reproachful look. It seemed that he could cry in the next second.

Mingming is already middle-aged, but because of proper maintenance, she looks like she is in her thirties. It's the mature charm that makes such an expression even more pitiful. People who don't know will think that Mu Qinghuan bullied her.

"Yes, how do you know what I think?" Mu Qinghuan but admitted frankly, and even nodded, "but I think his heart is very good, say anything so firm."

"You You devil, white eyed wolf! I gave you such a thing for nothing Mu Yan bent down to get the cup on the tea table and smashed it towards Mu Qinghuan.

Ji Chen Yuan holds Mu Qing Huan's waist to retreat a few steps, evaded the tea cup.

The teacup fell to the ground and broke.

"If Mr. Mu is angry, you'd better not hurt my wife, or I won't guarantee that I won't beat my father-in-law." Ji Chenyuan's dark eyes coldly look at Mu Yan, without a trace of temperature.

Mu Yan does not doubt the truth of what the other side said. He is sure that if he moves Mu Qinghuan's hair, the man will come up and kill him.