Chapter Seventy-Four: The President Doesn't Want to Be a Fat Boy

"If you don't believe it, forget it, I don't have to lie to you!" Mu Qianxue was also very helpless.

Is this that hard?

Why not believe you can do it?

Is this kind of thing to be forced on someone else's head?

"Well, even if you do it! I ask you, what is your purpose? Mu Qianai's tone was aggressive.

"Qianai, you have to understand, my brother can't keep the Mu Group, this is my father's hard work, he has no ability to take over, I just took it from him!" This question is easier to understand.

"He doesn't have the ability to take over? What happens when you take over? Haven't you thought about it? It's not worse than him! You know, you have to be capable or not, talented or not! I can't wait to stab her in the heart with a knife, Mu Qianai said through gritted teeth.

"Qianai, don't worry, I will try my best to restore the former glory of the Mu clan!" This is Mu Qianxue's mission, she can't give up, and she won't back down.

"Do you have what it takes? Well, I'll wait, see your good show! With a sneer, Mu Qianai hung up the phone fiercely.

Standing in front of the dressing mirror in the cloakroom, looking at the soft and weak little girl inside, Mu Qianxue couldn't believe that she had completed it like this, and she had changed from the entertainment industry to the shopping mall.

Can you really become the female president of the shopping mall?

Can't dream anymore!

She quickly restrained her ambitions, and the expression on her face was also obedient.

so as not to steal the limelight from my husband.

Walking out of the cloakroom, the man looked down and fiddled with his phone.

It seems to guess what is going on, and deliberately pretends to know nothing.

Without disturbing him, the little girl went to the study.

This is a studio dedicated to her.

Plain and elegant, not stained with dust.

The shelves are filled with all kinds of hardcover books.

Pulling out the classics of the management class and sitting quietly at the table, she soon entered the wonderful world inside.

This kind of book can also be read with relish.

Before, this was something I couldn't have imagined.

Although Mu Qianxue does not reject learning, she is not a proper scholar.

In this regard, she is not comparable to Lu Yichen.

Born in a wealthy family, Lu Yichen relied on the high scholarship of a private school to achieve financial freedom at a young age.

is not only a proper scholar, but also uses his family connections to start a successful business early, and his personal assets have reached 10 billion.

After taking over the Lu Group, the two merged in the business, which was mutually beneficial.

Even in the elite circles of Europe and the United States, he can be regarded as a figure with a head and a face.

Seeing Mu Qianxue enter the study, Lu Yichen notified Li Guang on WeChat.

Let him find out how he acquired Mushi.

He didn't want to offend his wife by being anxious to find out what was going on, causing her to rack her brains against him.

Mu Qianxue, who didn't know it, read half of the business masterpiece, but still didn't understand how this book would help her next step.

The light outside was dim, and the handwriting in front of me was blurry, so I simply got up and went downstairs.

It's still important to eat, everything can be rested, only the dry rice can't be lost!

Following her downstairs, Lu Yichen had the heart to see how the little girl could continue to act in front of her.

"Husband, will you eat?" The little girl never acts when she eats, and eats seriously.

The so-called people take food as the sky, and eating is a thing bigger than the sky.

Watching the little girl eat, Lu Yichen, a long-term anorexia patient and a self-confessed food in the world, couldn't help but move his chopsticks.

Whatever his wife eats, he eats.

"Husband, you eat cold cucumbers." The husband picked up the chopsticks, and the little girl hurriedly recommended delicious dishes.

"Wow!" Lu Yichen's slender fingers with distinct bones sandwiched a piece of cucumber.

It's really refreshing, but it tastes weird.

A taste of garlic!

That's right, what he ate was a must-have folk cold dish, garlic juice mixed with cucumber.

However, this is not something that Lu Yichen can accept.

He never eats dishes with a strong taste.

Watching his wife munch on cucumbers, he was puzzled for a while, is it really so delicious?

"Husband, try the fish-flavored eggplant pot." Highly recommended again for little girls.

"Okay!" As long as my wife loves to eat, it's nothing.

Lu Yichen sandwiched a greasy tomato pot.

The taste is okay, it's just too greasy.

Eating lightly, Lu Yichen swallowed expressionlessly.

"Husband, this is delicious."

"Husband, and this dry pot potato chips."

"You try the hot and sour tripe soup."

Listening to her words, Lu Yichen tasted everything.

Soon, his stomach was sweet and sour.

He had never eaten this kind of dinner before.

What's going on with today's chefs?

Looks like it's time for another change!

"Who arranged today's dinner?" The man put down his chopsticks and asked.

"Huh!" The little girl raised her hand happily.

These are all dishes she likes to eat.

Over the years as an actor, her diet has always been very down-to-earth.

The point is that she loves to eat.

Nodding helplessly, Lu Yichen was speechless.

Come to think of it, only my wife can come up with this kind of food.

He shattered, and his stomach was churning badly.

Lu Yichen, who is accustomed to eating fine meals and is picky about various ingredients.

How would he have thought that he was taken into the pit by his own wife.

After eating, the little girl put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a hot handkerchief, and got up to leave satisfied.

Don't forget to sigh happily: "The life of a wealthy family is good, you can eat whatever you want!" ”

Behind her, Lu Yichen could only shake his head helplessly, this is also a wealthy life?

Don't let yourself be on the same food chain as her!

If he continued to eat like this, he was worried that he would soon become a greasy fat boy.

"Husband, let's go for a walk!" Walking to the porch in front of the villa, looking at the breeze and bright moon in the courtyard, the little girl called him excitedly.

had to keep up, the man knew that even if he didn't agree, he couldn't stop the little girl from wandering.

The south wind blew warmly on the body, and the scent of grass and flowers filled the night air.

"Husband, look—" The little girl looked up at the sky in surprise.

The vast universe drew a ray of light.

It turned out to be a meteor passing by.

"Make a wish!" The little girl clenched her fists and closed her eyes, and made a wish seriously.

Such a childish behavior, the man disdained to participate, and also showed respect for her piety.

After the meteor was drawn, the little girl opened her eyes.

There was light in her eyes, as bright as a shooting star.

The man's heart was moved, this situation and this scene are not exactly the life he yearns for!

"Wife. What wish did you make? "The man is emotional, and his eyes are as deep as the universe.

"Oh! I can't talk about it for the time being. "The little girl made a wish that her child would inherit more of her father's genes.

"Okay!" A sour taste rose in the man's chest, so he had to hide his mouth and stop talking.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Uncomfortable? This small movement still did not escape her eyes.

"Pantothenic acid in the stomach." The man said bluntly.

The little girl couldn't help but snicker.

The man was puzzled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Put away her smile and answer him sadly.

"You know what? The day I found out I was pregnant, I was panicked! Hiding in my room, refusing to go out again, the whole world is breaking with me! Only the helpless me is left, and the fetus that does not know the fate yet! The early pregnancy reaction was violent, and I could only lie on my stomach in the washbasin and spit out sour water, feeling like my heart was about to vomit out——"