Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Gu Liang was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "It's fresh, isn't it? If you want to fight a lawsuit, there are lawyers in the firm. Muzi people in Xianghai City may not be able to come."

Tangtang is playful and insists that litigation will not be for justice.

Gu Liang estimated that she had never been to the court, so she became interested in litigation.

"Let him go to jail first, and wait for him to get out of jail before fixing him. It's the best of both worlds!" Tangtang said, "Call Mu Zi and ask, maybe she would like it."

Gu Liang helplessly said, "Tangtang, there are countless people who want to find Mu Zi to fight a lawsuit. Most of them are blocked by her subordinate assistants. Only particularly important cases will be screened out and submitted to her. For such a case, she will only take one case, and the other will be returned by the assistant and recommend to the client a lawyer who is good at that type of case."

Tangtang listened and curled his lips: "Why is she so lazy..."

Gu Liang laughed: "Tangtang, she has three children to take care of."

Speaking of children, Gu Liang felt a little sad. At his age, he should consider having a child...

"But I just want to get Mu Zi to fight a lawsuit..." Tangtang said disappointedly, "If she can come to Qingjiang, Murong Cheng will not be able to see his wife. I heard that it takes a long time to go to court."

Gu Liang thought slightly. Indeed, what Murong Cheng cared most was his wife. That guy was so arrogant in front of him last time. If he can deflate, he will be very happy.

"Um... Tangtang, you have a good idea." Gu Liang took out his mobile phone and found Mu Zi's number in the address book, "Then give Mu Zi a try."

Tangtang's eyes lit up, and even forgotten the pain in her ass, she was delighted: "Can I tell her directly?"

...

Here, Mu Zi's cell phone rang.

Mu Zi was accompanying her daughter, and the mobile phone was a little far away. The nanny helped her bring it. The caller ID was Gu Liang.

"Murongcheng, help me take care of the child, and I will answer the phone." She turned her head and shouted outside the door.

Murong Cheng's lazy voice sounded: "I'm watching."

What he calls watching is usually when his two sons sit on the floor of the living room and put together building blocks. Then he watches TV, and Yu Guang occasionally "looks" at his son.

Mu Zi sighed, handed her daughter to the nanny, and walked out of the room with her mobile phone.

Across the handrails of the stairs on the second floor, she saw Murong Cheng leaning on the sofa, watching the game with her legs crossed comfortably.

"Murongcheng, don't put your feet on the coffee table, saying that you have been many times, and it's not that there is no ottoman."

Murong Cheng reluctantly retracted his long legs, "My dear, how do you behave more and more now..."

"Please, now I have a child. Can you set a good example for the child? Children who are very capable of imitating, will learn from you every day. Can you bear it?"

Mu Zi urged him: "Don't look, come up to accompany Jiaojiao, she is not very familiar with the new babysitter, she should cry for a while."

Murong Cheng had to come upstairs. There were a nanny and a servant in the living room, so he didn't have to worry about his two sons too much.

Mu Zi went to the study while talking to the person on the phone.

Raising a child is a happy and painful process. Parents’ standards are not easy to grasp, and they are too wide. People say you are pampering and doting, but when you are strict, they say you kill the child’s nature.

Seeing parents beating their children, accusing them of being unworthy of being a parent, seeing children sneaking and abducting them, and accusing them of not beating them harder? In short, the people who eat melon have no pressure.

Murong Cheng grew up in extreme environments. On the one hand, Bai Wei’s unreserved love was on the one hand, and on the other hand, Luo Junqi’s bullying by no bottom line, so his level of nurturing was basically zero. Apart from knowing how to make his children eat and sleep well, he didn’t know how. Raise children.

He sat on the children’s floor mat, picked up his daughter’s beads of all colors, and lost his thoughts--

Is this kind of mentally handicapped toy really suitable for my baby girl?