Thinking of this, Mu Jingnan couldn't help but sneer, rubbing the corners of his forehead with a headache, "Mother, I know that you and your father want a daughter very much, and I also know that you and your father have not been able to get their wish back then. ◢ With *dream* small ◢.1a"

After a pause, he sighed helplessly, "Even if you want your baby granddaughter again, you can't recognize it." It was Joan's daughter, her and her husband's daughter, and it had nothing to do with Jingxi. ”

This granddaughter was also called earlier, right?

Even if Jingxi wants to be a stepfather, they want to be grandparents, so they have to let the two of them get married first, right?

Isn't it embarrassing that the baby granddaughter has been called before these eight characters have been skimmed?

Zhou Junyi was so angry that she could only use deep breaths to relieve the suffocation in her chest, and the more angry she was, the more indifferent her face became.

Elegant people, even if they are angry, are full of elegance.

Raising his hand, he brushed his coiled hair again, picked up the phone on the desk, and dialed a call, "Mu Chongming, come back to me immediately." ”

She wouldn't do such a rude thing as beating someone.

This kind of rough thing is better to leave it to my husband.

When Mu Chongming received the text message, he was already rushing to the official residence, and when he received a call from Zhou Junyi, he directly asked the guards to speed up.

Within half an hour, arrive at the residence.

Mu Chongming went straight to the study, pushed open the door, and saw Mu Jingnan sitting on the sofa, leisurely drinking tea.

"Father, are you back?" At this time, Mu Jingnan, who didn't know that danger was coming, took a sip of tea and took a sip of tea, with a contemptuous attitude.

Mu Chongming snorted coldly, raised his hand to unbutton the two shirts, and walked quickly towards Zhou Junyi, "Junyi, don't be angry." ”

"This rebel ......" Zhou Junyi took a deep breath, "Forget it, don't talk about it." ”

"Sit down, I'll come."

Mu Chongming coaxed his wife, sat her down in the middle of the night, poured her a glass of water, and then turned around and walked towards Mu Jingnan.

"Father...... What's wrong? ”

Mu Jingnan put down the teacup, a little stunned flashed on his handsome face, and a huge sense of oppression hit~ came, he could only stand up.

"I heard you're going to beat up Xiao Nuomi?"

This opening statement is somewhat familiar.

Mu Jingnan subconsciously took a step to the side, "Father, who do you listen to?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I listen to, you just have to answer me, isn't it."

"It's not."

Mu Chongming rolled up his sleeves, "It seems that you have forgotten all the family laws of the Mu family, so it's okay, I'll let you deepen your impression today." ”

"Chongming, the feather duster is good." Zhou Junyi, who was drinking water and carrying suggestions, was not a big deal to see the excitement.

Mu Chongming looked at his beloved wife with a smile, "Good idea." ”..

Mu Jingnan: "......"

What do you mean?

Do you still need to serve in the family?

Bad!

He's got to slip!

Before he slipped out a few steps, the feather duster twitched unmistakably in sadness.

Vice Minister Mu was in pain, and suddenly snorted, he dodged around, "Father, why did you hit me?" ”

"Aren't you going to beat up the little glutinous rice? I'm the first to make the first move for Xiao Nuomi. ”

"It's that little kid again, I said can you two calm down? That's not Jingxi's daughter at all! Are you so rushing to forcibly recognize other people's children as your own granddaughters? ”

Syllable!

The feather duster is extremely flexible, no matter how he dodges, he follows him like a shadow, and it is accurately pumped on his back.

Of course, in order to save a little face for Vice Minister Mu and not affect his rigorous image of daily office, Minister Mu was still merciful to his subordinates, did not slap his face, and focused on hitting in an invisible place.