After a flash marriage, she discovered that her husband was actually a billionaire CEO

Lu Yan and Pudding stood at the door.

"Teacher Ming! I want to have classes at your house, okay?" Pudding tilted his little head and smiled sweetly.

Lu Yan finally looked forward to the time when Mingyue would go home to teach Pudding, so he specially prepared a lot of fruits and snacks.

I also bought a lot of vegetables to prepare a meal for Mingyue in the name of pudding.

Unexpectedly, the little guy complained that he did not want to attend classes at his own home and had to go to Mingyue's house.

Lu Yan had no choice but to send her here, feeling silently disappointed.

This daughter is a leaky little cotton-padded jacket!

"Of course! Come in quickly!"

Mingyue smiled and touched Pudding's head, leaning sideways to let her in.

Lu Yan looked at Pudding with loving eyes, "Go! You must listen to Teacher Ming and don't make her angry, you know?"

"Well! I won't make Teacher Ming angry!"

Pudding nodded obediently and ran to the living room.

Mingyue looked at her with a smile on her face, looked back, pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said with embarrassment, "Beichuan was like that just now, sorry! Mr. Lu!"

After calming down, Lu Yan returned to his usual gentleness, hid the affection in his eyes, and said politely: "I was impulsive, are you okay? He didn't..."

"Well, I'm fine! Beichuan was a little excited before. Thank you, Mr. Lu! Then I'll go teach Pudding a lesson first!" Mingyue smiled and closed the door.

"Wait, Teacher Ming!"

Lu Yan blocked the door that was about to close with one hand, looked up at Mingyue's red and swollen eyes, and handed over a bottle of ointment, "This is purely plant-based. Apply it to your eyes and it will feel much better!"

"Okay, thank you Mr. Lu!"

Mingyue took the ointment, closed the door, and went to the living room to start tutoring on pudding.

After taking a shower, Huo Beichuan came out of the black nightgown loosely and just walked to the living room.

Mingyue immediately ran over and pulled him out of the living room, frowning, looking at his half-open chest, and blushing, "You, go change into home clothes and come out again! Pudding is here, be careful in front of the child!"

"Okay! I'll change!" Huo Beichuan looked at Mingyue lovingly, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Will you teach that child in our own home from now on?"

"Well! Are you satisfied?" Mingyue glanced at him.

"Satisfied! My wife is so good!" Huo Beichuan put his arms around Mingyue's waist and started to kiss her.

Mingyue pushed him and scolded, "Okay! Let me go! The child is still waiting outside!"

Huo Beichuan let go of her and pulled the collar of her nightgown. He curled his lips and went to the bedroom to change clothes.

Then he went into the kitchen and started preparing dinner.

The cooking failed last time, so he decided to cook noodles tonight.

After working for half an hour, three bowls of pickled mustard pork noodles were brought out.

"It's time to eat! Xiaoyue!"

Mingyue helped Puding put away her homework, took her to the restaurant, and told her, "Puding, go wash your hands quickly and try the noodles made by Uncle Huo!"

Went to the bathroom by myself.

Pudding jumped up and washed his hands and came back. He sat down quickly and looked at the noodles in front of him. He pouted and said disgustedly: "It doesn't look as delicious as the noodles made by my father!"

Huo Beichuan's face darkened and he stared at the pudding, unconvinced, "Can you kid speak? You didn't even eat it and you said it wasn't as delicious as your father's!"

Pudding made a face at Huo Beichuan, pouted his mouth, and picked out the noodles with chopsticks.

After taking a bite, he muttered, "It's just not as delicious as my dad's! My dad can cook a lot of dishes, and he can also cook very delicious noodles. He's better than your fierce uncle!"

Huo Beichuan:......

"Children can't be picky eaters! I can cook whatever your father can do! I just won't cook it for you, just for sister Xiaoyue!" Huo Beichuan rolled his eyes at the pudding and boasted to her.

This damn desire to win!

Pudding suddenly blinked his big eyes and turned to look in the direction of the bathroom, tilted his head and asked: "Uncle Bing, is Xiaoyue Teacher Ming?"

"Yes! What did you call me? A child is rude!"

"Uncle Ice! Who made you as cold as an iceberg?"

Huo Beichuan glanced at her and said, "Not polite!"

Pudding held his chin with one hand and asked puzzledly: "Then why does sister Xiaoyue want to live with you? Why not live with my father?"

Huo Beichuan's face dropped, he put down his chopsticks, and said in an unhappy tone, "Because Sister Xiaoyue has married me, she will live with me! Don't mention your father!"

"Then why doesn't Sister Xiaoyue marry my father?"

This kid's words were poking at Huo Beichuan's lungs, and he was going to be pissed to death.

"Because sister Xiaoyue doesn't like your father, she likes me!"

Pudding Boy Yan Wuji said, "But my father would call sister Xiaoyue's name every time he slept and dreamed. He would also call her when he was drunk..."

"What did you say? Pudding, what did your father call Sister Xiaoyue?" Huo Beichuan's face darkened and he asked Pudding.

Pudding scratched his head, confused, "My father's name is Yue'er. He also said that Yue'er likes to eat noodles the most, so he loves making noodles the most!"

Huo Beichuan relaxed, picked up his chopsticks and continued eating, saying disapprovingly: "Yue'er is not sister Xiaoyue, maybe it's your mother's nickname or the name of someone he liked in the past! Children, please mind your own business and eat noodles! "

"You are wrong! Yue'er is Sister Xiaoyue. I have seen the photo in my dad's bedside table drawer. That sister looks exactly like Sister Xiaoyue! My dad treasures that photo and doesn't even allow me to touch it. He I must like Sister Xiaoyue very much!"

Little Pudding frowned and begged: "Uncle Bing, please return sister Xiaoyue to my father! Let them live together, okay? If my mother never comes back, I want sister Xiaoyue to be my mother. !”

"No! Shut up and eat quickly!"

Huo Beichuan was extremely shocked and silently put down the chopsticks in his hand.

He got up and went to the study, sat at the desk, half-squinted his eyes, and carefully recalled Lu Yan's various concerns for Mingyue.

He should have noticed something was wrong.

The first time Lu Yan looked at Mingyue, he didn't look at an ordinary neighbor, but at his lover.

Huo Beichuan looked gloomy and picked up his cell phone to call Nie Yan.

The tone was cold, "Check a man named Lu Yan, a doctor, with a seven or eight-year-old daughter. Check his background, and focus on whether he knew Xiaoyue before. If he knew two people, what is the relationship? Give you a day .”

"Yes, Mr. Huo! We will give you the results soon!" Nie Yan's respectful and firm voice came from the other end of the phone.

Huo Beichuan's eyes were deep and his tone was calm, "No matter what is found, no one is allowed to know about it."

Nie Yan's forehead tightened, "Yes, don't worry! I understand!"

Having worked with Huo Beichuan for ten years, he understood his boss's temper best. Normally, he would never specifically remind Nie Yan to keep it secret because he felt at ease with Nie Yan.

But this time, the boss's personal reminder was actually a warning, so this matter must be no small matter.

Could it be that the boss is worried about his wife and suspects that she has some emotional entanglement with this man named Lu Yan?

Nie Yan didn't dare to guess any more.

Putting away his cell phone, Huo Beichuan leaned back in his chair and thought about Mingyue's attitude towards Lu Yan every time, and her unwillingness to give herself to him.

Could it be that the person in her heart was Lu Yan, and she just had no choice but to register with him after all.

But he understands that Mingyue is pure and true, and will not pretend to be the purest and most beautiful girl, so he loves her.

He could truly feel that Mingyue's feelings for him were sincere, and she was definitely not pretending.

While she was deep in thought, Mingyue opened the study door and came in. She walked to Huo Beichuan and whispered softly, "Beichuan, why don't you go out to eat? The noodles are all lumpy. I'll cook it with you again!"

Huo Beichuan reached out and grabbed Mingyue, hugged her and sat on his lap, looking up at him with unfathomable eyes.

"Xiaoyue, you have never told me about your past, I want to hear it!"