It seems that his self-esteem has really been shattered into scum.

In the case of his uncooperation, she can't go to bed and tear his clothes, force him, right?

With a drooping face, Mu Qinghuan obediently returned to his room, but he still couldn't sleep.

Bet on the seventh day.

In the morning, Mu Qinghuan got up with a pair of giant panda eyes.

On the dining table, there is no sign of the lockdown.

"Mom, good morning!" Xinxin winked at Mu Qinghuan.

"Son, you are so good!" Mu Qinghuan was relieved for a while, and wiped the corners of her son's mouth with great love.

With his eyes on his eyes, he swept his son's little pants......

Fortunately, my son's place should be normal......

Look at what she's thinking, her son is still so young, that thing must be normal.

Eating breakfast not very calmly, Mu Qinghuan watched his son go to school, and suddenly noticed that the lockdown had not yet gone downstairs.

"What about others?" Mu Qinghuan picked up the milk and asked casually.

"The young master went out early in the morning." The nanny replied respectfully.

"Really? He left so early......" Pouting, Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt uncomfortable, he had sent her to work before.

"The young master will give you a car." The nanny threw the car key to Mu Qinghuan and smiled politely, "The car is in the garage, let you choose at will." ”

"Are there any smaller cars?" It's too big for her to handle. It's too ostentatious, and it's not for her.

"Yes, the young master helped you pick a car suitable for girls." The nanny replied with a smile.

So on this day, Mu Qinghuan drove to work.

'QC' building.

Office of the President.

"Boss, come back to your senses." Sun Ziyang scratched his ears and found that Mu Qinghuan had been wandering when he was designing the clothes.

Mu Qinghuan put down the paintbrush and couldn't help but say, "What should I do, there is a little secret in my heart, I have endured it for a long time, I tell you, you must not say it." ”

"Say it." Sun Ziyang listened attentively, no matter what kind of smile he had, he would be sure that the whole world would know about it in the next second.

Mu Qinghuan was cautious and said something to Sun Ziyang's ear.

"Ahhh Sun Ziyang was startled and scared away!

"......" spit out the secret, Mu Qinghuan felt much more comfortable, and continued to design the clothing draft.

After a tired day, Mu Qinghuan went to the bathroom to wash his face.

But I heard a few women talking.

"Hey, have you heard? Second Young Master Feng, that place is broken! ”

"Where, isn't it?"

"Ouch, who's to say it's not!"

"......" Hearing this, Mu Qinghuan was furious, it must have been a good thing done by Sun Ziyang!

"Sun Ziyang! You give me a death! ”

rushed into the secretary's room, Mu Qinghuan repaired Sun Ziyang fiercely!

Sun Ziyang's nose was blue and his face was swollen in the blink of an eye, "I didn't want everyone to know, but is it really painful to hold back the secret?" ”

"You're dead!" Mu Qinghuan kicked him and beat him up again, which relieved him a little.

"Help......" Sun Ziyang simply didn't want to live, if Mu Qinghuan hadn't told him this little secret himself, would he have nothing to do and run out and talk nonsense?

"This matter, you take care of it for me, or you will deduct your salary, I will deduct it, I will deduct it, I will deduct it, and I will deduct it, without negotiation!" Mu Qinghuan sat down on the senior chair angrily and put on a majestic face.

Rao is grandson Yang, who has been fighting with Mu Qinghuan for so many years, is a little unbearable, "You are really good to your family." ”