Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"I'll ask Fengyin to bring you a bowl of wake-up soup. You're drunk."

Looking at Qin Yi's appearance, Mu Xinghua knows that no matter how much he says, it's in vain, or he has to be open-minded. Whether it's going to chase song Wanjun back, or like now, it's his own choice.

"I'm not drunk. I'm sober now. If it wasn't for my self-confidence, she might not have left me. This is my punishment, my punishment..."

"Do you know? At that time, after she went abroad, I always thought that she would look back. As long as she looked back, she could see me behind her immediately, but she didn't do it once. I thought she would come back after pursuing her dream, but I didn't expect that we would go further and further. I knew earlier that I shouldn't have helped her at the beginning. In this way, she would know that the world is hard and come back to me again... "

"Did you support Wanjun when she won the prize?"

"In fact, I didn't do anything. I just provided her with an opportunity. She could win the prize on her own. I thought she would think of me when she was in trouble, but she didn't. what she left me was only one sentence. We have nothing to do with each other..."

"Do you think I'm ridiculous? When I heard that she had something to do, I put down millions of cases and rushed to London overnight, only to get such an answer in the end. "

"I think I'm really drunk. If I'm not drunk, how can I think of her like that..."

"After all these years, why don't you tell her?"

"I used to want to tell her, but I didn't, I don't want her to come back to me, because I feel sorry for me. I don't need such love. Who am I Qin Yi? There are so many good women in this world, so I don't believe that I can't find one better than her. I'm sure I can..."

"Did you find it?"

"No, they are not Wanjun. Wanjun's character is very stubborn. She will do everything she wants to do, but she is very soft hearted to me. She can tolerate all my bad things. For so many years, no one is Wanjun, and no one can be so sincere to me..."

Mu Xinghua felt that his patience was really good. For such a guy, he only attended his grandson's birthday party for a while. "If it wasn't for you being my good brother, I really didn't want to care about you!"

It's really a live version of wife abuse. It's a hot spot. It's a wife chasing crematorium.

There are sad people under the fireworks, naturally there will be happy people.

When Mu Simo saw the fireworks in the last scene, his resentment to Mu Yunshen was gone.

“to my dear son.”

"What does that mean? Little brother mo. "

Xiao Xihan had been introducing this sentence to you, but she didn't quite understand what it meant.

"To my dearest son, mu Yunshen is so good at playing, Taotao. On your next birthday, my father will give you such fireworks."

When Xiao Jingye saw this, he was so sad that he must hold such a fireworks feast for his daughter in the future.

"Can you have something new?" When Su Xiaoyu heard this, he rolled his eyes at Xiao Jingye.

"I see this is so good. I'm sure I can absorb it. Peach, do you want my father to hold such a fireworks party for you?"

"Yes, yes, I knew Dad was the best to me. Peach, thank you, Dad

"Dear peach, wait for Dad to give you a surprise."

Xiao Jingye directly picked up her baby daughter and took her around several times.

"Giggle... Oh! Fly, fly

Xiao Xihan's laughter reverberated in the yard.

Su Xiaoyu looks at them and laughs.

Far away in the other side of the ocean, an urgent mood to connect each other.

Mu Yun took a deep look at the watch, and the night flowed over the dial.

"Ah Zhe, is it time?"

"By this time, the fireworks should have finished, and the second gift should be in the hands of the young master."

"Well, in half an hour, remind me."

"I understand."

Musimo of Maicheng received his second gift. Looking at the soft and glutinous ball in front of him, musimo didn't know how to describe his mood.

"Is this really a dog? It looks so thin. "

"This is a young St. Bernard."

"Is it a Tibetan mastiff?"

"No, it's not a pure breed of Tibetan mastiff, it's the offspring of other dogs. Pure breed of Tibetan mastiff is a second-class protected animal of the state, which can't be raised by private people. It's a breed specially bred by the young master from Tibet's high-quality Tibetan mastiff, with excellent gene."

"All right."

When he saw the dog, he fell in love with it. It was all white. Because he was just born, his hair had not grown completely. He could even feel the dog's temperature. Holding it in his arms, he felt safe.

"Rabies vaccine, right?"

Feng Yin looks at her grandson holding the little dog. She's all at sixes and sevens in her heart. She's afraid that the dog is fierce and bites Mu Simo.

"Don't worry, ma'am. This kind of dog is usually very docile, and we have taken safety measures."

"That's good, that's good."

"Xiao Mo, do you like this birthday present I prepared for you?"

"Yes, thank you, Dad. When will you be back?"