Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

Mu Yi'an turned his head, his eyes widened with anger, and pointed the gun directly at Huo Liancheng, "It's all your fault. Look, I've scared Special Assistant Qin to the point where he doesn't even dare to eat. Hurry up and get rid of those "dead fish eyes" of yours" "Put it away, it will turn people off if they see it."

Finished!

Finished!

Mr. Huo must have a grudge against him because he was scolded by his wife, and he would probably tell him to pack up and get out tomorrow.

"Cough cough cough~" Qin Xiang was so frightened that he coughed violently, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and did not dare to look at the BOSS. He clasped his hands in his heart and prayed to heaven: "Please protect me from Bodhisattva. Mr. Huo must not be angry. He was thrown abroad."

Mu Yi'an saw Qin Xiang coughing and asked with concern: "Assistant Qin, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, madam. Mr. Huo needs your care more. Please take care of Mr. Huo's meals." Qin Xiang hurriedly put aside the relationship, shaking his head like chaff.

Huo Liancheng saw that Qin Xiang was quite discerning and knew how to protect himself, so he felt a little more comfortable and said shamelessly: "He has hands and feet, and he can make enough food and clothing by himself. Wife, help me pick up the food. I'm hungry!"

"Don't you also have hands and feet? You can do it yourself." Mu Yian didn't buy it.

Huo Liancheng said casually, "My hand hurts and I can't pinch it."

In fact, it's not that his hand hurts, he just wants to find an excuse to let Mu Yian pick up food for him. He only has him in his eyes and heart, and doesn't want Mu Yian to pay too much attention to Qin Xiang.

Mu Yi'an shifted her gaze to his hands and saw that the back of his hands was red and swollen, covering both hands, and she couldn't help but feel her heart rising in her throat.

He raised his voice and asked, "How did this happen? Huo Liancheng, you lied again. Just now you said it was fine. Why is your hand hurt now?" There was distress and nervousness in his tone.

"This should have been accidentally injured when Mr. Huo beat Mr. Liu and the others." Qin Xiang saw Mu Yi'an anxious, but because she was inviting him to dinner, he explained too much.

"Fight? Huo Liancheng, how old are you, why are you still so impulsive? Why fight like a young man? Can fighting solve the problem?" Mu Yi'an stood up from the chair and walked quickly to him, holding both hands Education with arms akimbo means treating Huo Liancheng as a little treasure.

Huo Liancheng saw the worry in Mu Yi'an's beautiful eyes and expressed relief: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all."

After Mu Yian finished teaching him, he picked up his hands and put them in front of his eyes to look at them carefully. "They said they didn't hurt, but they were swollen. Let's go, I'll take you to buy medicine." After that, he took Huo Liancheng and left.

Huo Liancheng stood up from the stool and was pulled away by Mu Yian. He turned his head and rolled his eyes at Qin Xiang, who was stuffing things into his mouth as if he was doing nothing. He disliked this light bulb for being so troublesome and an eyesore, and said slyly: " The bill hasn't been settled yet, Qin Xiang, please go and settle the bill later."

"Okay, Mr. Huo, if you and your wife have something to do, you can leave first without waiting for me." Qin Xiang answered vaguely.

When Mu Yi'an and Huo Liancheng walked to the door of the private room, Huo Liancheng's voice sounded again: "It's at your own expense and you can't use the public account."

"Yes! Ah~ Mr. Huo, this... this is what you and your wife have eaten. Why can't it be kept in the public account?" Qin Xiang watched Mr. Huo and his wife disappear before his eyes without looking back. Keep wailing.

"Madam, madam, Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, you and your wife want me to pay the bill and perform a painful trick in front of me. Woo hoo hoo~ my pocketbook."

Qin Xiang opened his flat purse and felt like crying without tears. Looking at the delicious food on the table, he no longer had the slightest appetite.

Mu Yi'an and Huo Liancheng came back from buying medicine for injuries and sat in the back seat. The driver consciously raised the rear fender to give the couple a certain amount of private space.

Mu Yian gave him medicine and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Huo Liancheng let Mu Yian hold his hands, apply the medicine, and shook his head with a smile, "It doesn't hurt!"

Mu Yi'an nagged again: "Don't be so impulsive in the future. Even if you don't think about me, you have to think about Xiaobao. You must set a good example for your son. You can't let him have an impulsive and violent father, so his classmates will laugh at him." , and he will follow suit, and when the time comes, you will teach my son bad things again!"

"Okay, it's all up to you, wife. From now on, you will supervise me. If I do it again, you will make me kneel on the washboard." Huo Liancheng moved to Mu Yi'an calmly.

"Where is the washboard at home?" Mu Yi'an finished applying the medicine and wrapped gauze around him.

"If there's no washboard, just kneel on the durian." Huo Liancheng reached out to hug her waist, but just as he was about to move, Mu Yi'an stopped him, "Don't move, I haven't done it yet."

Huo Liancheng looked down at his hands, which were wrapped like two meat dumplings by Mu Yi'an, and couldn't help but feel his temples twitching.

He asked in a low voice: "Honey, my hands are just red and swollen. Are you sure you can reduce the swelling by wrapping them so tightly?"

"Well, by wrapping it like this, the ointment will not be rubbed off. In the past, Xiaobao was naughty and would bump into each other. When I applied medicine to him, he would twist around and always rub off the medicine I applied. So, , I just thought of a complete method, so that after bandaging him, the medicine will not be rubbed off."

Mu Yi'an lowered her head and continued what she was doing without raising her head. She smiled and told interesting things about Xiaobao's childhood.

"Honey, are you raising me as your son? But, I like it." Huo Liancheng looked at the little woman in front of him with tender eyes, and felt sweet in his heart.

Mu Yinan paused and then remembered that Huo Liancheng in front of him was an adult and did not need gauze at all.

He smiled awkwardly: "I forgot that you are Xiaobao's father. How about I help you remove it?" As he said that, he wanted to remove the gauze.

Huo Liancheng raised his hands high, "No, I like the meat rice dumplings you made."

"Meat rice dumplings?" Mu Yi'an looked confused.

"Don't you think my hands look like meat dumplings?" Huo Liancheng said, waving his chubby hands in front of Mu Yi'an's eyes.

"Huo Liancheng, do you dislike my ugly bag?" Mu Yi'an pretended to be angry and pouted her red lips to express her dissatisfaction.

"No, how could I dislike my wife's craftsmanship?" Huo Liancheng took her into his arms and wanted to touch her face with his hands. He raised a big bear paw with a helpless smile on his lips and put it down again. , "It looks good, yes, but it's inconvenient. I can't touch your face even if I want to."

Mu Yi'an was amused, remembering Qin Xiang's helpless and pitiful cry when he left, and looked at the man in front of him.

"Are you really going to ask Qin Xiang to settle the bill? He worked overtime so late, and was called over by me to help you deal with the aftermath, but you still eat the leftover food we have. It's both public and private. What you do is unethical."

"What do you want my wife to do?" Huo Liancheng put his head on hers and asked the person in his arms.

Don't ask for a meal now, just ask for stars in the sky. As long as Mu Yi'an asks, he will satisfy it unconditionally.

"Ask Assistant Qin to go to the company for reimbursement tomorrow." Mu Yi'an was considerate.

"Okay!" Huo Liancheng nodded in agreement without thinking.