One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Long Muyun patted on the door, and when he heard Zhuang Chuchu's voice of leaving, a disappointed expression appeared on his face.

Ning Bei looked at Long Muyun apologetically and said, "Boss, it's all my fault."

Long Muyun gave Ning Bei a hard look, but didn't blame him.

After all, he was also happy for himself, and thanks to this time, Long Muyun decided to let Gu Nuoxi leave his side.

Long Muyun walked towards the car disappointed, but saw Han Yu's figure.

"Why are you here again?" Long Muyun was kicked out by Zhuang Chuchu just now, and now he felt very upset when he saw Han Yu.

Han Yu smiled lightly and said, "Mu, that's wrong. Since you can come, why can't I come?"

Long Muyun didn't bother arguing with Han Yu, anyway, he already believed that Zhuang Chuchu was his own.

Long Muyun opened the door and got into the car.

Ning Bei followed up from behind, looked at Han Yu and was about to get in the car.

Han Yu stopped Ning Bei, took out a business card and handed it to him, saying, "Let's have a chat if you have time."

After Ning Bei took the business card, he was about to speak, but he heard Long Muyun's urging voice, and got into the car.

Seeing Long Muyun's car going away, Han Yu sighed and thought to himself: I will not give up on Chuchu.

The next day, Long Muyun came to Zhuang Chuchu's villa early in the morning.

"Long Muyun, what are you doing here so early in the morning?" Zhuang Chuchu obviously didn't wake up.

Long Muyun felt that his Zhuang Chuchu had returned, and said softly, "I miss you."

Zhuang Chuchu shuddered.

If Long Muyun's words were put in the past, Zhuang Chuchu would definitely feel very happy, but now she only feels cold.

Boom, boom, the door rang again.

This early in the morning was really non-stop, Zhuang Chuchu opened the door helplessly.

"Chuchu, good morning." Han Yu was as polite as ever.

Zhuang Chuchu said helplessly, "Good morning."

Han Yu followed Zhuang Chuchu into the house and found Long Muyun sitting on the sofa.

Seeing Han Yu standing up instantly, Long Muyun asked vigilantly, "What are you doing here so early?"

Han Yu lifted up the breakfast in his hand and said, "I'll bring breakfast to Chuchu. Last time Chuchu said that the fritters I made were good, and today I made a lot of them specially. Come and taste them, too."

"No need, I will cook for Chuchu myself." Long Muyun said disdainfully.

Han Yu suddenly said very seriously: "Mu, I want to compete fairly with you to see who can win Chuchu's heart."

Long Muyun had an expression of dissatisfaction with coming to the battle, as if he had already won the victory.

Zhuang Chuchu sighed in her heart: Oh my god, they started again.

Zhuang Chuchu shook her head helplessly, put the breakfast brought by Han Yu on the table, and shouted to the two of them, "Come and eat, both of you."

Han Yu replied with a smile: "Okay, Chuchu."

Long Muyun glared at Han Yu's back, and hurried to sit down beside Zhuang Chuchu.

Zhuang Chuchu signaled Long Muyun to sit opposite, but Long Muyun pretended not to see and continued to sit beside Zhuang Chuchu, looking at Han Yu proudly.

Seeing that Long Muyun was so disobedient, Zhuang Chuchu stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Han Yu also stood up and said to Zhuang Chuchu, "Chuchu, do you need help?"

Zhuang Chuchu just begged the two of them to calm down a little bit, and she couldn't bear to torment herself this early in the morning.

"Thank you, just go and eat." Zhuang Chuchu replied.

Before Han Yu could leave, Long Muyun came in again.

Zhuang Chuchu sighed helplessly.