Lu Chan has been busy working for a few days, and the crazy overtime work every day makes the whole company tremble with fear.

Finally, when she got off work on Friday, she said that she would rest on the weekend, and everyone finally dared to relax their tense nerves.

After driving home, after dinner, Lu Chan stayed in her room.

Looking at a familiar number on the phone, she hesitated to press it with her fingers.

He obviously has his wife's number, but he can't contact her by phone.

Lu Chan threw away her phone depressedly, and fell asleep on the sofa.

After a while, there was a knock on her door, and Ye Xian's voice came from outside, "Chanchan, open the door, Mom has something to tell you."

Lu Chan opened her eyes and sat up straight.

She picked up her phone and tapped it, and the door opened automatically.

Ye Xian glanced inside first, seeing that there was no rejection on Lu Chan's face, she went in with a smile.

Lu Chan's room has never been allowed to enter at will, not even her mother.

The number of times she entered Lu Chan's room was few and far between, worse than the servants at home.

"What are you looking for from me?" Lu Chan asked coldly, the sharpness of her good-looking eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.

When Ye Xian heard this, the smile on her face grew wider, she sat on the edge of the sofa, and said mysteriously, "Chanchan, Mom has a photo here, do you want to see it?"

"Not interested." Lu Chan directly refused without giving any face.

"Chanchan, don't be so heartless, this photo is related to Xiao Jin." Ye Xian held the corner of the photo tightly, dangling in front of Lu Chan.

As soon as these words came out, she really saw that Lu Chan's eyes became serious, not as indifferent as before.

"Give it to me." Lu Chan said, stretching out her slender fingers.

Ye Xian curled her lips, handed the photo over, and complained coquettishly, "Chanchan, you should be more polite when you ask your mother for something, it's not cute at all to be so cold and rigid."

Lu Chan turned a deaf ear and stared at the photo cautiously and carefully.

This photo is well preserved, clean and flat, but it can still be seen that it has been a long time.

There are two girls on it.

The older girl had a grim face, holding a two-year-old doll.

The little doll put his arms around the girl's neck, with a bright smile on his chubby face.

"Is this when Xiaojin was two years old?" Lu Chan stroked her fingers lightly, and landed on the little baby's cheek, feeling soft inside.

"Yes, the person next to you with the cold face is you, exactly the same as now." Ye Xian pouted her lips and sighed, "Xiao Jin is still cute."

Lu Chan was noncommittal, a trace of tenderness appeared in her indifferent eyes.

She didn't even know that they had been destined since they were very young.

"At that time, not long after your father passed away, I saw that you were depressed all day, so I took you out to relax." Ye Xianxu said.

When Lu Chan's father was mentioned, she had a complicated expression.

"And then?" Lu Chan asked looking at the photo.

When Ye Xian heard this, she immediately became interested, smiled happily, and continued, "You don't talk, and you are indifferent to everyone. Only when you see Xiao Jin, do you look like a child. Mom Seeing you and Xiao Jin having fun, I took this photo."

After saying this, Ye Xian carefully observed Lu Chan's expression.

Seeing that Lu Chan didn't raise any questions, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, it was Mu Jin who asked Lu Chan to hug her at that time, but Lu Chan coldly refused several times.

However, Mu Jin just refused to give up, and followed behind step by step with her short legs, calling 'sister, hug' incessantly.

In the end, Lu Chan was defeated, and hugged Mu Jin with a cold expression on her face.

Ye Xian also jokingly said to Yan Zhu that one thing is one thing.

"Mom, I'll keep this photo." Lu Chan stood up and carefully put the photo in the bedside table like a treasure.

Seeing this, Ye Xian burst into laughter in her heart, put on a troubled look on her face, and deliberately asked, "Chanchan, do you like...this photo very much?"

When she said 'like', she deliberately paused, taking the opportunity to observe Lu Chan's reaction.

Lu Chan's expression was still indifferent, staring at Ye Xian with a cold face, without speaking.

Ye Xian suddenly felt a sense of pressure, coughed lightly, smiled and said, "You can just talk to mom directly if you like, don't be shy."

Lu Chan looked even colder.

Ye Xian curled her lips, snorted and went out.

When the door was closed, she pouted her mouth inside, complaining pitifully, "Chanchan is not cute at all."

Lu Chan ignored it completely, picked up her phone, and controlled the door to close.

Listening to the sound of the lock being 'clicked', Lu Chan threw the phone on the bed, and took out the photos just put in from the cabinet.

Staring intently at the little doll above, the soft and cute facial features can be seen to be Mu Jin.

The more Lu Chan looked at it, the more cute she felt, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

It would be great if the baby born in the future is as cute as Mu Jin.

In her previous life, she always wanted a child, but she was still unable to completely mark Mu Jin.

Probably because this marriage has no emotional basis, and Mu Jin doesn't like her, so she refuses to be marked by her.

She could also forcefully mark her wife, but she didn't want to do such a robbery.

What she wants is that Mu Jin is willing wholeheartedly, and she doesn't want to use coercive means to make Mu Jin sad.

Thinking back now, in the one year of marriage, the number of times Mu Jin was really happy was less than the last half a month.

One can imagine how much she failed in this marriage.

Originally, she planned to wait until Mu Jin split up, and then get married directly.

But now, she's changed her mind.

In this life, she can't rush to get married, otherwise she will repeat the mistakes of her previous life.

Since she has a chance to do it all over again, she must first cultivate a good relationship and gain Mu Jin's wholehearted trust.

A marriage just because of pheromone matching is not what she is after.

What she really wants is Mu Jin's person and heart.

I want Mu Jin not to be bound by the rules of the Lu family, and to show a carefree smile every day.

Lu Chan lowered her eyes with a determined expression.

After a busy day, Mu Jin was lying on the bed with her mobile phone, looking at a phone number hesitantly.

She wanted to call, but she didn't know what to say.

Showing too much enthusiasm will make people mistakenly think that she is vain.

Mu Jin wrinkled her face together, sighed and put down her phone.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Mu Jin's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly answered the call. Seeing that it was Ye Xian's call, she was slightly disappointed, and typed, "Aunt Ye, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Jin, did you see the picture I sent you?" Ye Xian asked with a smile.

Listen to the sound and feel good.

Hearing this, Mu Jin clicked in to look at the picture, her eyes widened in surprise, and she typed with trembling fingers, "Aunt Ye, is the unsmiling little girl in the picture Sister Chan?"

"Yes, it's Lu Chan." Ye Xian squinted her eyes and replied happily.

"It's so cute, so sister Chan was so cute when she was a child." Mu Jin couldn't help admiring, covering her lips and laughing non-stop.

She enlarged the photo, and the entire screen was filled with Lu Chan's arrogant and cold face.

Thinking of the two meeting each other when they were young, Mu Jin couldn't help being happy, and her face turned red.

"Yeah, you won't be cute when you grow up." Ye Xian curled her lips, her eyes full of smiles, "I've shown this photo to Chanchan, and Chanchan has always praised you for being cute."

At the end of the conversation, Mu Jin heard an exaggerated exclamation.

She couldn't help her cheeks getting hot, her heart beating faster, and she carefully asked for confirmation, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you?" Ye Xian replied very seriously.

Mu Jin laughed even more happily immediately, and tears glistened uncontrollably from the end of her reddened eyes.

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The author has something to say:

Lu Chan: My wife was so cute when she was young!

Mu Jin (blushing): Sister Chan was only cute when she was young.

Lu Chan: My wife is also very cute in bed.

Mu Jin (blushes even more): You can't say this!

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