Rich Mommy's Talented Sons

"Xiao Yan."

Mu Zi looked at his son, whom he had not seen for a long time. He looked much more haggard.

"You guys came? "Let's sit inside!" That cold tone, that could not be any simpler.

"Big brother, this is a gift for you." Mu Xing'er waved his hand, and the bodyguards behind him immediately brought over the gifts.

It was a pity that Diwu Yan did not even look before he was directly caught by someone behind him.

Mu Xing'er was not too satisfied with her brother's cold treatment. She sneaked a glance at Arthur and Xuan Yiche, then twisted her butt and returned to Old Madame Diwu's side.

Xuan Yiche naturally did not plan to care about them, and hastily went to take care of other customers.

However, he did not miss Mu Xing'er's soul-stirring gaze. He did not like it, from the bottom of his heart.

Arthur spoke in fluent French as he received the guests from France, and he did not even look at them.

Mu Xing'er didn't understand and naturally went up to greet them.

All eyes fell on Xuan Yiche. She liked that woman's man.

I heard that brother-in-law has the best relationship with his sister-in-law, right?

How could an undisguised expression of love escape the eyes of the three men? The girls who had suddenly appeared secretly were even more disgusted.

The Old Madame Diwu was at the entrance and did not stay for long.

Mu Xing'er decided not to stay here alone and followed closely behind the Old Madame Diwu.

"Your little sister doesn't seem to give up!" Bai Bing appeared behind Diwu Yue like a ghost.

"I thought you weren't coming." Diwu Yue did not turn back.

"Why didn't he come? If a good sister marries, how can I not go? " Bai Bing crossed his arms across his chest, as his gaze swept unceasingly on Mu Xing'er and Mu Zi's bodies. You became like this in just a few days? "

Diwu Yue was startled, he lowered his head and took a look, the disguise was very good. What kind of virtue is that? "

"Stupid."

"Eh." "She understood what Bai Bing meant. What could he do? In the end, she's still my sister, my blood sister. "

"A sister like that?" Bai Bing raised his eyebrows, his face was covered with a layer of frost. If I had such a sister, I would rather die. "

Diwu Yue lowered his head, looking at the guests below him.

"I've already done what I can. She … She won't target me anymore, right?!"

After a moment of hesitation, they all noticed.

"Where's your man?"

Diwu Yue suddenly turned his head and looked at Bai Bing.

"My man?"

"What if she wants your man?" Bai Bing suddenly went close to her, and in a charming voice, he whispered into her ear.

Diwu Yue's body tensed up as if he had been bombarded, and his mind buzzed.

"With an ashen face, he gritted his teeth and spat out three words." "Impossible."

"Impossible?" Bai Bing sneered.

Ever since they got married, she had become a lot harsher than before, or perhaps a lot sharper. The soft part had long been sharpened to a point where it was almost pointy. The remaining rebellion in his bones was vividly displayed in the years to come.

This was all thanks to the care of the family during their pregnancy.

A new generation of women.

Her gaze slanted towards Diwu Yue, whose face was deathly pale and both of his hands were trembling uncontrollably. Because of those emotional entanglements, that fierce aura had long become ordinary and unremarkable.