Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

He even blew hot air on Song Qianxi's ear pinna as if no one else was there, which was crisp and numb, causing a shiver.

Unfortunately, Chu Muhan didn't know when to stop.

The hand around her waist pinched her waist restlessly, and she looked at Chu Muhan warningly.

As for him, his face was calm and breezy, and the tails of his long and narrow eyes were raised, showing his willful and casual nature.

Handsome makes people lose their temper.

Who said that women are disasters, but men are!

Song Mianmian regretted not waiting for the expected good show, and couldn't tell whether Mu Han was serious or just for fun.

Ji Moyang was expressionless, and his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists unconsciously.

Chu Muhan glanced away from the corner of his eye, and his gaze sank.

With a "ding", the eighth floor arrived, and the elevator opened.

Chu Muhan raised his hand and patted Ji Moyang's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Congratulations on becoming a father."

Ji Moyang's back suddenly tensed, his face darkened.

He deliberately reminded himself.

Song Mianmian has been in the upper class all year round, so she can read words and demeanor, so she can naturally hear Chu Muhan's undertones.

She looked at Ji Moyang's tense face, and her heart sank suddenly.

I used to worry that Song Qianxi would talk nonsense to Ji Moyang.

Now I found that Ji Moyang cared about Song Qianxi unknowingly.

She lowered her eyes, a coldness flashed in her eyes.

Song Qianxi, why can't you be more interesting!

……

Back in the room, Song Qianxi sat on the edge of the bed, looking restless.

Chu Muhan stepped forward and sat beside her, and played with a strand of long hair in his palm, "Thinking of Ji Moyang?"

Song Qianxi raised her eyebrows and joked, "Oh, where is the smell of vinegar coming from?"

"I floated here." Chu Muhan admitted frankly.

He was jealous, and it was still a few jars of old vinegar.

Because of respect for Song Qianxi, Chu Muhan did not investigate her past, but only knew that Ji Moyang was very important to Song Qianxi, otherwise he would not have called Ji Moyang's name when he was unconscious with a fever.

Thinking of this, jealousy condensed and bit into the bone marrow like poison.

Song Qianxi couldn't help laughing, and explained: "I'm not thinking about Ji Moyang. I gave up my heart as early as the engagement banquet, otherwise I wouldn't be with you."

She confessed, her eyes sparkling.

Hearing this, Chu Muhan's suppressed jealousy instantly disappeared without a trace, he hugged her into his arms, and said with a light smile: "Will the future Mrs. Chu tell me, what are you worrying about?"

Song Qianxi told him everything about Qiao Yexin.

"So, you suspect that she was bought?" Chu Muhan expressed her guess.

Song Qianxi nodded, "But I can't guess who would do that?"

Chu Muhan said in a low voice, "Of course they are competitors."

She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, "Chu Xiao."

"It's not him." As soon as he spoke, Chu Muhan denied it, "Chu Xiao has always been bold, this is not his style."

"Then..." Song Qianxi hesitated, "Song Mianmian?"

Now, Chu Muhan didn't refute.

In the same industry, with intricate relationships, Song Mianmian has enough reasons to do so.

Song Qianxi frowned, lost her mind, "Then what should I do?"

Chu Muhan glanced at her, touched her slender fingers, and said in a deep voice, "The best way is to fire her."

"This...isn't that good..." Song Qianxi hesitated, "I just said a lot of encouraging words to her today."

"Qian Xi, don't take people's hearts too simply. There are too many temptations in this world. Since she can be bought by Song Mianmian once, she can be bought twice or three times..."