After the divorce, the film emperor wants to ascend the throne with all his heart

Hearing his beating tone, Mu Jin smiled and took off her down jacket, put it on a chair beside her, then rolled up her sleeves, ready to let Lin Yanchen know how powerful she is as a cheap wife.

He didn't take a few steps before Jin Beizhou stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, pulled him behind him with some strength, and explained softly, "This kid Yan Chen grew up abroad and can't speak."

"Oh?" Mu Jin raised her eyebrows, and responded casually: "What did he mean by rushing out just now? If Mom didn't stop me, I would have sent him to the intensive care unit right now."

"Do you know each other?" Fang Ru, who heard their conversation just now, turned to ask Lin Yanchen.

Lin Yanchen gave Mu Jin a blank look, and nodded reluctantly: "Well, he was the one who smashed the car you gave me."

"Hey, let me say a few words." Hearing that they didn't get to the point for a long time, the old man finally couldn't help it.

Jin Beizhou nodded, "Say it."

"You are not young anymore, you should have a child." The old man looked at the two of them. The child Mu Jin grew better and looked better, and he was well-dressed. He looked pleasing to the eye: "You have good genes, but you can't wasted."

As expected, it was indeed about the children, and they were still thinking about the emperor's heir.

Mu Jin was about to refuse. Jin Beizhou was keenly aware of Mu Jin's next move as if he had eyes on the back of his head. Before he could speak, he turned his head in time, his eyes sank, and signaled Mu Jin to shut up. Then Jin Beizhou spoke. : "Grandpa, we still want to have a two-person world for two years, and we still don't want children for the time being."

"A complete family is only when there are children." Lin Yanchen made amends recklessly.

"Xiao Lin is right, you go now, wait until the baby is born and it will be warm." The old man smiled happily, thinking about his great-great-grandson, his chubby great-great-grandson.

"It would be nice to have a son like Xiao Zhou, with tall thighs and a high nose bridge, and a daughter like Mu Jin, with fair skin and cherry lips, and big watery eyes!"

Fang Ru couldn't help fantasizing, and looked Mu Jin up and down. This child has really become more and more beautiful recently, and his grandson's appearance is guaranteed.

Mu Jin touched her mouth, her scalp felt numb. It was the first time that she disliked her mouth so much, cherry lips?So unmanly.

"Uh, mom, grandpa, we'll discuss about the child later, let's celebrate grandpa's birthday today, don't talk about these things."

Mu Jin unobtrusively withdrew her wrist from Jin Beizhou's hand, opened her mouth respectfully, leaned over to the old man's side, and smelled it on the teacup in his hand: "Good tea, the color of the soup is bright yellow and green, with a chestnut fragrance. Intense and mellow aftertaste.”

The old man's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mu Jin excitedly: "You have good eyesight, this is the West Lake Longjing tea from the old Wu's family tea garden. It doesn't taste like this from other places. If you like it, take some when you leave."

"Really! It's very good." Mu Jin pursed her lips, and the tea fragrance she smelled at the tip of her nose just now is still endlessly aftertaste.

The old man put down the teacup, got up and pulled him, his eyes sparkled: "Come on, there are other teas from Old Wu in my room, you can pick and choose."

It has been many years, the old man has not met such a like-minded person. He used to be half a confidant with Lao Wu, but later he went to other places, and he didn't see him a few times in a year or so. The children around him also had a relationship with him. There is a deep generation gap, I haven't met such a hit-and-run person for a long time, how could I let him go!

As a friend of the elderly, Mu Jin did not refuse, and helped the old man to leave the front hall.

The people left behind looked at each other, and Lin Yanchen couldn't help complaining: "He is really a scheming man, trying his best to please Mr. Jin, brother, you should leave him immediately."

Although I hadn't been at home before, the deeds of my brother's daughter-in-law were very clear, but I didn't expect that I would act with him in the first play when I returned to China, and they didn't even recognize each other.

"Persuade peace but not disunity, what are you talking about?" Fang Ru looked sullen, and glared at Lin Yanchen, apparently disagreeing with what he said.

Lin Yanchen tugged on Fang Ru's sleeve fawningly: "Auntie, you don't know that Mu Jin has a tendency to be violent. My little red windshield was smashed by him with his bare hands."

Hearing what he said, Fang Ru thought about how easily Mu Jin lifted Lin Yanchen when he entered the door just now, and couldn't help but sigh, that child is really strong.

"Bei Zhou, Xiao Jin hasn't hit you, right?" The more Fang Ru thought about it, the more worried she became. She thought it would be better to ask her son, if Xiao Jin is so powerful, would her son be the one below?

As soon as this idea came out, Fang Ru couldn't accept it immediately, it was the opposite...

Facing his mother's pitiful gaze, Jin Beizhou shook his head, still a little arrogant: "Don't worry, he likes me so much, it's impossible for him to do anything to me."

"Oh, that's good. Also, you usually...forget it, go and see your aunt, she has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

That sentence you usually pay attention to maintenance still didn’t say it out, my son is high-minded, I definitely don’t want my family to know that he is the one below, let’s save some face for him.

As for skin care products, the Daisy Nourishing Essence recommended in the previous TV commercial is said to be very useful, so buy a set for your son, and tell Mu Jin when the time comes, otherwise your son will be embarrassed to accept it.

Fang Ru sighed, such a thoughtful mother is really rare in the world.

Someone who was clearly arranged didn't notice the increasingly weird atmosphere, and walked in after responding.

Fang Ru beckoned to Lin Yanchen, and the two of them put their heads together and whispered.

"Xiao Lin, who do you think is below?"

"Auntie, Mu Jin is really strong. You saw me just now. You can lift me with one hand. What do you think?"

Fang Ru sighed helplessly. Usually, it is the ability to attack and accept. It seems that her son can't change the fate of being suppressed.

A person whose ability was questioned sneezed heavily as soon as he saw his aunt, and Jin Wen touched his hand distressedly: "The clothes are thin, and the hands are too cold, Aunt An, turn up the room temperature."

"Auntie, there's no need. I just came in, and I'll be fine later." Jin Beizhou looked in the direction of his grandfather's study on the second floor, and murmured in his heart. The two of them went in and didn't know what to say. It's been a long time.

"Grandpa led Mu Jin to the study just now, Beizhou, I still say the same thing, he is not good enough for you, find a chance to leave, you are too wronged."

Jin Wen is the person in this family who looks down on Mu Jin the most. Bei Zhou is so good, he should find an equally good partner.

And that Mu Jin was not in the right mind, if it wasn't for the financial problems of the family business a year ago, the stock plummeted, and she could no longer bear the gossip, she would never agree to their marriage.

Jin Beizhou shook his head: "Auntie, I have my own plans."

In the room, Mu Jin rested her chin on her hand and yawned boredly, staring at Mr. Jin's undecided look with blurred eyes: "Old Jin, can you do it? It's been half an hour."

"Wait, don't rush, it will be ready soon." Jin Lao looked at the chessboard and felt worried. He is really struggling now. He really didn't expect to be blocked by a young boy like this. He will lose no matter what he plays: " Forget it, lose, come again."

The old man flicked the chess game with his hands, blowing his beard and staring angrily: "You really have two tricks."

"Guoyu, I know a thing or two."

Naturally, Mu Jin can't say that you are too good at the truth. The old man and himself are quite close, drinking tea and playing chess, so they can be regarded as brothers.