One Hundred Percent Love

Jianmei twisted her eyebrows and asked her, "how did you feel when you took pictures with Shen Dongting?"

"Dongting?"

A good friend I haven't seen for years!

Really, I haven't seen you for a long time

The rain fell stunned for half a moment, suddenly recovered, shook his head, "I didn't take such a picture with Dongting. He entrusted him with the marriage certificate at that time."

The rain put the cell phone away.

Mu Beicheng smoothed her hair and looked down at her future and recovered feet. "Don't go back to the hospital today, just here."

Take a look at the time. It's already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"This... How good..."

Rain falls. Although he says so, he can't wait to nod in his heart.

It's nice to stay where he smells!!

She doesn't want to go back to the hospital!

"That's the deal."

Mu Beicheng made his own decision, "as long as you don't run around, there won't be any big problem with your foot injury. If you have anything, call Chen ma. If you're okay, go to bed again and wait for me to come back for dinner at night."

He arranged for her in an orderly way.

"Do you still have to go to work?"

The rain asked him with his head open.

"I have an appointment with Xia Xiyuan."

He said.

"Ah... Oh..."

The rain bit his lips and nodded.

Look out the window to the coastline.

The scenery is so beautiful

However, her psychology is inexplicable and messy.

"Talk to her about the divorce."

As if he knew she wanted more, Mu Beicheng hurriedly added.

The rain looked at him, "Oh... So..."

Finally, she calmed down and asked him, "are you really going to divorce?"

"You hope it's false?"

Mu Beicheng deliberately asked her.

"No! No...... "

The rain shook his head and waved his hand. Suddenly, he felt that this sentence was not quite right. He was busy correcting the right way, "I'm whatever you want."

She doesn't want to be a third party.

This feeling is really evil!

But

"Do you want to go with me?"

Suddenly, Mu Beicheng asked about the rain.

"Ah?"

The rain was embarrassed and stared at him, "do you really want to push me into the fire pit of a third party?"

Mu Beicheng smiled wantonly and stroked her hair, "then wait here for me to come back! In addition, add, even without you, this marriage will be at this point sooner or later, perhaps even earlier. "

When he finished, he folded himself upstairs and went into the inner bath.

The mood of falling rain seems to be good for a moment.

Standing in front of the balcony, holding his arms in front of the wooden fence, he looked at the endless blue sea in front of him, closed his eyes and took a deep breath

There is no salty smell of the sea, but the fresh fragrance of flowers in summer

It comes to the nose and melts into the air, making people feel comfortable when they smell it.

"Miss, come and have a cup of hot milk to cushion your stomach!"

Chen Ma stood in the hall, smiling and shouting the rain.

"Good!"

The rain came back, looked back and smiled at Chen ma.

Then, she stumbled into the hall. Seeing this, Mrs. Chen hurriedly came to help her.

Of course, in the end, the rain naturally didn't go with Mu Beicheng.

She listened to him and stayed at home until he came back for dinner.

That mood

It's like a daughter-in-law waiting for her husband's return at home!

……………………………………

In the afternoon, Xia Xiyuan signed the divorce agreement obediently.

The reason is simple, in order to ensure their safety.

Tax evasion is not a joke for a large company like them. Even if there is a strong relationship, once the data is exposed by Mu Beicheng, it will be a storm that can't be cleaned up, not to mention that it is still very tight now.

Xia and his wife naturally dared not insure, and had to persuade their daughter to give up this meaningless marriage.

Xia Xiyuan was cleansed by Mu Beicheng.

The moment before signing, she asked Mu Beicheng, "aren't you afraid that I'll tell Su yuluo about your drug addiction?"

Mu Beicheng glanced at her lightly, and his fingers casually pointed to the table, like a warning, but whispered, "before making these unnecessary threats, weigh yourself first, is it enough weight!!"

As he said, he got up gracefully, straightened the cuffs of his suit, raised his eyes, looked down at Xia Xiyuan's pale face, looked cold and solemn, and didn't get angry. "Miss Xia, the next time you fool around, the whole Xia group will be buried with you. As long as you can afford to play, I don't care!!"

When he finished, he turned and walked out.

Heartless figure, without any nostalgia.

Leng sude taught Xia Xiyuan to be afraid of it.

Complexion, pale as white paper

Hands, clasping the table, trembling faintly.

She is unwilling!!!

Unwilling to end up with nothing

No, not nothing, but... Covered with dirt!!!

It's too dirty to wash!!

After meeting Xia Xiyuan, Mu Beicheng drove directly to the griffer hotel.

Louis was not there, only Xiao Ranran sat in the hall bored and asked the group of little maids to play games with him.

As soon as Mu Beicheng appeared, he was so excited that he almost rushed into Mu Beicheng's arms like a bird and began to chatter with him.

"Dad, why are you here? Aren't you in the hospital with the rain? "

If it weren't for his father, he didn't want to be a big light bulb, otherwise he would have gone to the hospital to accompany the rain.

"She's at home."

Mu Beicheng cut his hair in front of his forehead and frowned, "how long haven't you cut your hair? Bangs are in your eyes."

"I haven't cut it in China for a long time."

The little guy answered truthfully.

"Let's go! Take your hair first, and then go home for dinner! "

"Good!!"

The little guy is very excited.

Mu Beicheng said a few words to Alisha and took Xiao Ranran away.

First, he took the little thing to the barbershop.

Xiao Ranran sat on the special chair for hair cutting, covered with a white rectangular towel in front of him, and his hair was wet on his head.

Beautiful eyes were closed and her legs were dangling restlessly on the big black chair.

Mu Beicheng sat in the chair behind him and looked through the magazine at hand.

"Dad..."

The little guy called him.

"Huh?"

Mu Bei answered without looking up.

"What kind of hair do you want to cut for me?"

With his head down, the little guy felt a knife pushing machine walking on his melon seeds.

He doesn't know what this thing is. It's numb and strange anyway.

"Short hair."

Mu Beicheng replied.

"Oh..."

Short hair?

It's useless to say. It can't be a long haircut, can it?

At first glance, it was a perfunctory answer.

"Dad, do you love me?"

Suddenly, the little guy asked him.

“……”

Mu Beicheng finally put his head out of the magazine.

Take a look at the kid in front.

He still hung his head, closed his eyes and let the barber 'click' on his small head melon seeds.

"Dad..."

The little guy was a little anxious when he didn't answer.

Mu Beicheng saw that all the stylists next to him looked forward to him with the same face.

Would it be too embarrassing to say love in public?

"Dad, do you think it's a shame to say you love me?"

There seems to be some grievances and injuries in the little guy's words.

"Of course not!"

Mu Beicheng denied it immediately.

A few uncomfortable expressions appeared on Junyi's extraordinary face.

"Then why don't you say you love me? Is it because you don't love enough? But, Dad, I love you! "

In a word

Almost touched everyone present.

Of course, it also includes Mu Beicheng as a father!!

When the real "I love you" was said in the young and innocent voice of the little guy, he only felt that a cold heart seemed to be sprouted by him.

It's strange

He answered, "I love you too!"

Regardless of all the watchmen around them.

When he reacted, he looked embarrassed, quickly lowered his head, continued to pretend to read a magazine and urged, "hurry up."

"Yes!"

The hairdresser quickly nodded.

The little thing sitting on the chair was happier. The little body began to move restlessly, which made the hairdresser reluctantly put down the scissors in his hand several times.

Mu Beicheng couldn't see it anymore. "However, don't move any more!"

"Dad, I'm very happy."

He said innocently.

"If you move again, be careful that your uncle cuts off your ears. Then you can only carry your ears to see your mother!"

“……”

All the hairdressers next to Zhou were laughed at the bloody joke of president Mu da.

But it worked.

The little guy who was just excited and couldn't stand it was like a stone carving. He sat on the chair and straightened his body. He didn't dare to move.

He doesn't want to see the rain fall with his ears.

She has to beat you!

About ten minutes later——

Finally, I finished cutting my hair.

The hairdresser took the white scarf off the little guy.

However, this meeting finally opened his eyes

However, as soon as he saw himself in the mirror, he screamed and protested.

"Dad, Dad --"

"Why am I bald again?!"

The little guy covered his head with a mournful face and ran towards Mu Beicheng.

"Dad, I have no hair... What should I do?"

He held his bare little head and refused to give up.

Mu Beicheng twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth.

Although he meant to cut his head, of course, he wanted to cut a ball head in summer

However, as a result

Don't be so light?

That little head is as bare as... A mirror!!

It can almost print Mu Beicheng's slightly distorted face!!

"Good, good!"

My father praised him without conscience.

Big hand touched his bare head, good guy, really... Very smooth

"Let's go and go home for dinner!!"

He took xiaoranran's hand and came out of the store.

However, to say that I was still in a bright mood just now, what I really call is... Dark clouds!!

"Dad..."

The little thing beside Mu Beicheng's long leg called him again.

"Huh?"

He looked down at his son.

"Say you love me again!"

But he shook his head.

“……”

Mu Beicheng looked at his son puzzled, "but I just said it?"

"Dad, say it again!"

The little guy looked up at his father with a bald head and a look of grievance and expectation.

"Why?"

Mu Beicheng really doesn't understand his son's mind.

"I'm in a bad mood now."

The little guy shriveled his mouth and looked like crying, "I want to hear you say you love me, so I may be in a better mood..."

Mu Beicheng couldn't help laughing.

The soft heart, somewhere, seemed to be hit by a ball of soft cotton and sank deeply.