Mu Xiaonuan was nesting on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone, while Mu Zichen was naughty while watching TV.

It was early autumn, and it was just getting dark outside, and the faint orange light shrouded the quiet and peaceful room, adding a touch of warmth and softness.

"Mommy, look, Dad, it's really Dad, but ······ him?" Mu Zichen broke this tranquility, and also ended his shaking-shaking little trouble-making actions, his eyes were glued to the TV screen, and his little face was full of incredible expressions.

Mu Xiaonuan followed Mu Zichen's line of sight and saw that in the colorful colors on the TV, a female anchor in a miniskirt and sexy and spicy eyes was excitedly telling something, her eyes were full of envy and jealousy, and she didn't have the fairness and vision she should have as a journalist: "······ is a well-known actress, her strength and fighting spirit are indeed worthy of our appreciation, but it seems that her good luck is what we envy, right? Otherwise, among the many outstanding women, she will be favored by President Mo and become his woman, which is really well-deserved,"

Mu Xiaonuan frowned slightly when she heard President Mo's three words, did not speak, and continued to listen to the female anchor's narration: "However, this kind of good luck is not something that we can't envy, isn't it, you can take a look, this pair of good couples is a match made in heaven, talented and beautiful, right?" If you don't believe me, then look at ·····"

Sure enough, with the change of the screen, a woman's petite body leaning on the arms of a burly man appeared in front of her.

The man was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with short hair, a white shirt with a slightly open neckline, shirt cuffs rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing wheat-colored skin, deep eyes, a high nose, and sexy lips.

The woman's face is delicate, slender, her long hair is draped in a vest, gently held by a pink ribbon, and the man is also dressed in white, and the flowers are even more vivid.

There is a contrast between the woman's delicacy and the indifference of the man, the man's dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color, cold and arrogant but grandiose, and the independence exudes the strength of the world.

Women are beautiful, smiling, spitting, breathing, indescribably gentle and lovely, and inexhaustible happiness and sweetness.

Such a discordant picture, but it was said by the female anchor to be a match made in heaven? Mu Xiaonuan couldn't help but wonder if there was anything else in the entertainment industry that could not be used?

And the female anchor is still gushing endlessly, and she doesn't feel that there is still the word face: "Look, don't you think it's beautiful, very warm, and very enviable?" ”

Mu Xiaonuan was a little speechless, ready to lower her head and continue to chat with her girlfriends on WeChat.

This kind of entertainment gossip is so boring, there are always some people who want to borrow a seat is understandable, for her, it is dispensable, as long as it does not break her peace.

However, the female anchor didn't seem to want to let it go, and still didn't let it go: "If you still don't think there's anything, then please look at the report that our reporter just sent back, is it true that our male god was captured by her and bowed under her pomegranate skirt?"

“······” Mu Xiaonuan was also very shocked, looking at the news on the TV and worshipping it thoroughly.

In the picture, it is still the woman and the man, the woman walks with a sweet face and elegant and soothing, and on the side is the man's pampering eyes and the intimacy of the clasped hands.

This kind of spicy vision is really harmful, including Mu Xiaonuan, who has been sitting still.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the man on TV, trying to see if that man was really him. Even if he has a little disgust and disgust, she is willing to believe him.

However, it backfired, and the man still held the woman's small hand lightly, gently eroding the bones.

And the female anchor still recounted unrelentingly: "This is a chance encounter on the streets of London this afternoon, the intimate contact between the famous film and television star Luo Linlang and the president of the Mo Group, the young owner of the Mo Group, such a spicy plot, can some people who have been questioning this matter shut up?" You know, it's not been a day or two since they rumored that they were in a relationship, and there will still be people who question it, I can only say ········"

Mu Xiaonuan stood up, she didn't want to hear the woman's noise anymore, so as not to make her more uncomfortable.

This dead man, who swore a few days ago, was tender and bone-eaten, but now he went to pay homage to a woman!

"Mommy, does Baba really don't want us anymore? Is it? Mu Zichen, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't hold back any longer, and asked Mu Xiaonuan with a pout.

Mu Xiaonuan had a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth: "Silly son, this should be a poop method, you see, Mommy and that woman are the most beautiful, can't you see it?" ”

"Of course Mommy is the prettiest!" No matter when and where, Mu Zichen will support Mu Xiaonuan's status, not to mention this situation!

"Isn't that over, if you dare to do something sorry for your mommy, our mother and son will sweep him out of the house, so how can he bow down in front of others, and kowtow and admit his mistakes in front of us, okay?" Confidence comes from a confident woman, so Mu Xiaonuan is very rampant and very arrogant.

It may be that her rampant inhabited Mu Zichen, making the child who is only 4 years old equally arrogant: "Yes, yes, yes, if he dares to run, Mommy, you will beat him all over the ground looking for teeth, let him know that Mommy and I are the most powerful people, hehehe!" ”

"Silly son!"

"If he still doesn't obey, I'll tell Lao Mo and let Lao Mo clean him up, right?" The little kid added another sentence, which made Mu Xiaonuan, who looked very useful, almost stumble.

Mu Xiaonuan, who returned to the room, did not have the confidence she had in the face of Mu Zichen just now, and she vaguely felt that she was still very aggrieved.

The performance of the man who was labeled as himself in front of the media made her very uncomfortable and unwilling, why should she hide his purpose by selling his hue?

So, she picked up the idle computer on the side, swiped the page gently, found a software, and entered a phone number that was already ready to roll.

Sure enough, after some searching, the location shown by this number was indeed a certain place on the streets of London, which should not be far from the reported location.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Xiaonuan's heart beat like thunder.

She was still very unwilling, picked up the phone again, scratched the settings, found a number, and quickly entered it into the computer software.

However, because of nervousness and apprehension, I entered the wrong number twice in a row, indicating that the situation was in the opposite direction.

For the third time, Mu Xiaonuan had already sorted out her mood and calmly entered it.

Then he stared at the location displayed on the computer with wide eyes, dumbfounded.