Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Jiang Muyu stared at him quietly, and Gu Yunzhe felt panicked when he looked at him.

"Well, it's not just that she has a weird temper, but she may also act more... as she pleases."

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips, "Isn't it just doing what you want, every day is like a pervert, Gu Yunzhe, you are such an innocent and pure child, how can you have such an uncle? Did he suffer from some kind of psychological trauma and then stay behind?" What hidden danger?"

The little fresh meat in front of him has a sunny aura, compared to that guy of Second Uncle Gu, he must be the word perverted.

Gu Yunzhe touched his neck, and then spoke in a vague voice, "Psychological trauma? There shouldn't be any."

"Son, as a junior, you should care more about your elders. If your little uncle is born with this condition, it can only be due to a genetic mutation. If not, I would like to advise you to pass it on to him." Jiang Muyu and his voice were not in a hurry. He said slowly, "Remember to see a doctor when you are sick, don't regret it until you are terminally ill."

Gu Yunzhe: "..."

Is there really something wrong with his little uncle?
He smacked his mouth, and some didn't know how to respond.

As for relaying this matter, he thinks it's better to forget it. His uncle's temper may be more interested in her after hearing Jiang Muyu's answer.

……

"Yes, look straight ahead and keep your steps steady. Your height is not good, but a good proportion is also an advantage."

There was a layer of sweat on Jiang Muyu's forehead. Hearing that the corner of his eye glanced at the model instructor next to him, he couldn't help but curl his mouth, "Teacher, can I do it right now?"

After all, as a layman, the baby has no confidence in his heart.

The teacher in charge of teaching Jiang Muyu was one of the judges who participated in the judging. She used to be an international supermodel, but later retired to become a model trainer. Even so, this Miss Beth is still a celebrity in the modeling circle.

At this time, Bei Si held a pointer in one hand, and raised his eyes slightly, "It's okay to barely cope, anyway, you are not a professional model, as the spokesperson of LMC in the future, as long as you don't get stage fright, you can finish the finale well." Show is enough."

Jiang Muyu grinned, and there were three black lines on the side of his forehead.

Sure enough, the teacher's requirements for her are already very low.

She concentrated and held her breath, slowly adjusted her breathing rate, and tried her best to make her movements as standard as possible, especially the steps of her feet...

She really didn't want that to happen to herself, the kind of things that sometimes she saw on the Internet that the models fell down halfway.

The corners of Bei Si's lips curled up, and he walked from the training room to the door.

Karel had been watching there for quite a while, now he saw Bess coming over, glanced at her, and then his eyes fell on the girl who was practicing hard inside.

"How? My muse."

Bess followed him and looked inside, with a smile in his eyes, "Work hard, and the physical condition is not very good, but the proportion of facial features and figure is very good, a mini model candidate."

Karel curled her lips and smiled, "You look at it from the perspective of a model, in my eyes, she is the most suitable spokesperson."

Oh hehe, he is already looking forward to the home show in a few days.

Bess: "You guy, you were originally a crazy adventurer. You obviously studied architectural design, but now you have become a fashion designer. Your thinking mode is different from that of normal people."

Karel is noncommittal, likes this kind of thing, others can't understand his enthusiasm for design.

In the brightly lit training room, Jiang Muyu stood in front of the mirror, practicing continuously, concentrating on it, completely unaware that the two people outside the door were making various evaluations of her.

……

After the training, Jiang Muyu was sent back to Huo's villa by Amy.

When she got to the door of the villa, she looked at the yard inside and suddenly realized.

First Young Master Huo... I don't know if he's back now?
Jiang Muyu stood outside the door for a long time, but did not open the door and walk in.

Amy was in the car, opened the door suspiciously and got out, and asked across the car, "Rain, don't you go in?"

Jiang Muyu was startled, turned around and smiled at her, "No, I just thought of something, you go first, drive carefully on the road, bye!"

Amy didn't suspect him, and drove away after saying goodbye.

Jiang Muyu stood where she was, glanced at the villa out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help muttering in her heart.

"At this point in time, the babies should have fallen asleep long ago. Even if Young Master Huo didn't sleep, he should still be in the study."

She raised her hand to open the door outside, thinking about what Lin Xiyu said before, a bitterness suddenly spread from the bottom of her heart towards her limbs.

After she left, it was estimated that the two of them would kiss each other and talk all kinds of affectionate words.

Either Lin Xiyu, that green tea whore, continues to try hard to discredit her, what she might say, Jiang Muyu feels that she can probably imagine it.

"It's better for you to announce the marriage news, and one day I will be unhappy, and I will directly disclose the original marriage agreement."

Jiang Muyu curled her lips and muttered softly.

Lin Xiyu is still a big star now, if the news of the marriage is announced and she turns around and finds out that Young Master Huo has already signed a marriage agreement with her, maybe it will be called something.

Uh, mistress, vixen, shameless bitch, whore...

Jiang Muyu slandered secretly in her heart, feeling that after being scolded so many times, these names almost popped out of her mind at once.

While thinking, she opened the door and walked into the villa.

It was dark in the living room, and it seemed that only the light in the entrance was still on on the entire first floor.

Jiang Muyu was just thinking about whether First Young Master Huo would be there, but seeing the darkness inside, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She patted her small chest, fortunately, she was either absent or going to sleep.

After changing his shoes, Jiang Muyu walked in lightly.

"Why is the phone turned off?"

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded, Jiang Muyu trembled when he heard the words, and quickly turned to look towards the balcony.

The moonlight shines on the balcony from outside, and a figure can be vaguely seen over there.

Jiang Muyu's heart seemed to miss a beat suddenly, "My phone is out of battery..."

……

The light was off, and she couldn't see his expression clearly.

It's just that I couldn't help thinking that there seemed to be such a similar scene before. At that time, she was playful, ran out and made troubles, and came back very late. At that time, it seemed that there was a teenager who was always waiting for her.

At that time, if she went back late, she would be slapped by Huo Dashao, "You still know how to come back?"

"Master Huo, are you waiting for me to come back?" At that time, she was so bold that she leaned forward and asked, although she was a little scared by his cold and stern aura, she still couldn't help being a little secretly happy.