No. ”

Song Yanqing sighed: "I also asked, according to Ah Jue, he dreams of some things from time to time, all of which are fragments. He was too young at the time to remember. ”

"There's no rush. Qiao Jin said softly: "If you can, you will probably send him to school." ”

"I sent him over after the New Year, and waited for the New Year. ”

Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing sometimes have a wordless chat on some topics, today Mu Zhenming came back early, and saw Qiao Jin standing aside on the phone in the living room, Qiao Fei held up his chin and pricked up his ears, wanting to listen but not daring to listen closer.

Mu Zhenming asked Qiao Fei in a low voice, "Who is she talking to?"

Qiao Fei snorted: "Who else is there besides Young Master Song?"

She took the coat he took off for Mu Zhenming and hung it on the shelf in the living room: "Why did you come back so early today?

"There are few things in the company today, I'll come back after I finish dealing with them, don't you always say that I take care of the company's affairs?" He laughed and leaned over to kiss Qiao Fei: "Are you unhappy again when I'm back now?"

Qiao Fei glanced at Qiao Jin, and saw that she hadn't replied, so he pushed Mu Zhenming angrily: "What are you doing, the child is still there, there is no shame, the older you get, the more unserious you are!"

Mu Zhenming: "She's on the phone, and she can't pay attention to this." ”

Qiao Jin turned around: "But I can hear it." ”

Mu Zhenming, Qiao Fei: "......"

The two of them coughed, and Mu Zhenming greeted Qiao Jin: "Are you on the phone with Yanqing?"

Qiao Jin nodded, and Song Yanqing on the other side of the phone also heard it, with a little chuckle in his voice: "I'll call you when I have time, hang up first." ”

Qiao Jin: "Okay, bye-bye." ”

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Jin also looked at Mu Zhenming: "You came back early today, Zhenming." ”

Mu Zhenming: "...... Things are taken care of in advance, what do you want to eat tonight? Let the kitchen cook it for you?"

Qiao Jin: "It's okay, I'm not a picky eater." ”

Qiao Fei: "Nonsense, you don't eat fat"

Qiao Jin: "......" She paused for a moment, and then said: "Fat meat is not delicious, greasy." ”

Qiao Fei snorted: "That's also a picky eater, how can a good boy be a picky eater?"

Qiao Jin: "Then you don't think I'm a good boy." ”

Qiao Fei: "......"

Mu Zhenming couldn't help but laugh when he heard the conversation between Qiao Fei and Qiao Jin.

At this time, Mu Xiangshan, who was carrying fishing tools outside, also came back with a hum, and when he saw Mu Zhenming, he actually rolled his eyes by the way.

This is a bit unusual, Mu Xiangshan usually doesn't treat Mu Zhenming like this, but at that moment Mu Zhenming asked a little inexplicably: "Dad, you're not fishing outside, you came back quite early today, why are you unhappy?"

Mu Xiangshan said angrily: "Don't call me dad, I'm not your dad!"

He threw his fishing tools to the ground, sat down on the edge of the sofa, beckoned the maid to make him a cup of tea, and looked a little angry.

Mu Zhenming and Qiao Fei glanced at each other, thinking to themselves, did the old man eat explosives today?

Qiao Jin also looked at Mu Xiangshan: "Xiangshan, who were you stimulated?"

Mu Xiangshan: "...... It's not big or small, I'm not stimulated by anyone, I just don't like Mu Zhenming!"

Mu Zhenming felt that he was very innocent, and at the same time felt that Mu Xiangshan was making trouble unreasonably at the moment, and frowned slightly: "Dad, what's wrong with me, there must be a reason, you can't be angry outside and come back and sprinkle it on us." ”