Yang Yuhan pouted and protested and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't always be perfunctory, they are treating you with 100% sincerity."

"I'm also very sincere, otherwise I won't come here to accompany you tonight, right?" Mu Mingchen deliberately refused to let her quarrel, which made Yang Yuhan feel depressed.

"I hate men who deceive my feelings the most. If you really deceive me, I will expose the incident of following you in bed." Yang Yuhan believed Mu Hongfei's words and directly threatened him. If the image spokesperson was not her in the end, then Mu Mingchen should not blame her for turning against her ruthlessness.

Mu Mingchen sneered: "Okay, at that time, I will also look forward to the pornographic photos of Yuhan flying onto major websites. Maybe our Yuhan will become famous like this. I, a playboy, have no other hobbies, and it is not a must to seek some excitement occasionally."

What are Mu Mingchen afraid of when this kind of news is released? He is a playboy and does not rely on his public image to make money. Negative news will kill celebrities in the entertainment industry. Mu Mingchen is determined to be Yang Yuhan dare not do this. If she really dares to take a picture of her, she will lose her image as a jade girl and will suffer.

Yang Yuhan cursed Mu Mingchen in his heart, and he was really an old fox, and he didn't eat it. Forget it, he still made a long-term plan: "Yuhan is just a joke, are you taking it seriously?"

"I have always kept Yu Han's words in my heart, and I dare not neglect a word." Mu Mingchen reached out and stroked Yang Yuhan's cheek under him.

Her skin was very soft and comfortable. Mu Mingchen couldn't help but think of Jiang Lan at this time. Although Jiang Lan's appearance was not as beautiful, her tender and smooth body made people feel very comfortable to touch.

Alas, Mu Mingchen couldn't help but sigh, but Jiang Lan could appear in front of him at any time, and was firmly engraved in his heart.

"Why did Mr. Mu sigh?" Yang Yuhan asked.

"Haha, because Yuhan is beautiful and charming."

Her smile became even brighter, and her two little hands began to take off his coat. Mu Mingchen grabbed her hands with one hand and opened her pajamas with the other. Yang Yuhan's seductive white body was fully presented.

She twisted her body and smiled gracefully, which inspired Mu Mingchen's senses. Mu Mingchen was not in a hurry to get straight to the subject, but instead admired her body with interest, and wandered restlessly on her body.

He leaned down and buried it in her chest, bit it gently, and immediately heard her emotional soft moan: "Yuhan, it's so sweet."

"What's the case with Gu Qing and Rome?" Yang Yuhan held his head in both hands.

"How can she compete with you?" Mu Mingchen looked up at Yang Yuhan's charming smile, and suddenly he saw her wrongly as Jiang Lan.

Mu Mingchen frowned and stood up to turn off the lights. Yang Yuhan always felt that he was not in a good state and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well, I'm a little too tired today." Mu Mingchen lay down, said nothing, turned over and fell asleep.

"Chen~" Yang Yuhan hugged Mu Mingchen with a delicate voice.

"Go to the next room!" Mu Mingchen's tone suddenly became solemn, unquestionable.

Yang Yuhan was stunned and wanted to say something. She was frightened by Mu Mingchen's terrible eyes and had to leave obediently.

Mu Mingchen tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and received a call from Mr. Zhou's private doctor, saying that Mu Huanrong's heart disease relapsed and his condition was very serious and he had just been hospitalized.

I was a little worried about Mu Huanrong's body for some reason. His heart has been not very good in recent years. Mu Mingchen hadn't seen the old man for two weeks.

When Mu Mingchen arrived at the ward, Zhu Ziqi and Mu Hongfei were also there, and were still at the doctor. Mu Mingchen looked at Mu Hongfei and his son coldly. This good wife's filial son came quickly.

The doctor said that Mu Huanrong's condition had worsened and he had to be hospitalized for observation this time and actively cooperated with the treatment.

Mu Huanrong seemed calm and asked the others to go out first and had something to talk to Mu Mingchen alone.

Zhu Ziqi had tears on her face. When she passed by Mu Mingchen, she moved her mouth and didn't say anything for a while. After hesitating for a moment, she still said: "Your father is in poor health, treat him better." She didn't dare to communicate with Mu Mingchen more, and Mu Huanrong also agreed to hold a grand wedding, which she owed her twenty years, but unfortunately she might not be able to complete it.

Mu Mingchen ignored Zhu Ziqi. Mu Hongfei patted his mother on the shoulder and helped her out of the ward. Zhu Ziqi covered her mouth, tears falling like rain.

The door was closed, and only the father and son were left in the room. Mu Huanrong looked pale and stretched out his weak hand to signal him to ignore him so far.

Mu Mingchen frowned and walked closer to his father step by step, looking at Mu Huanrong's face, with old wrinkles.

Mu Huanrong is a majestic father and rarely smiles. At this time, his face was filled with a loving smile, which made Mu Mingchen come to him and take a closer look at his son, which was heroic than when he was younger.

"Haha, Mingchen looks handsome than me, and his temperament is exactly the same as mine." Mu Huanrong's eyes were filled with tears. If he hadn't been so strong and determined by his temperament back then, Mu Mingchen's biological mother would not have committed suicide.

But if something happened like that, he really couldn't think that nothing had happened before and then walked on with his original wife. For some things, he could only bury them in his heart and could not tell the truth to his son.

He did not fulfill his responsibilities as a good husband and a good father. Zhu Ziqi was a good woman. Mu Huanrong owed too much debt in his life, but God seemed to not give him the opportunity to repay it.

After hearing Mu Huanrong's kind words, Mu Mingchen frowned even tighter. He wanted to say a few words to comfort his father, but the words were stuck in his throat and could not be said.

I don’t know how long it took to have a good conversation with my son. If Mu Huanrong hadn’t felt that there was too much time left, he would not take the initiative to show his goodwill to his son based on his stubborn temper. Mu Huanrong’s tears could not stop spinning in his eyes, and at this time he couldn’t help but flow down.

"Mingchen, I feel resentful and hated my father, right?" Mu Huanrong asked. He knew the answer, but he still couldn't help but want to ask.

"You have a good rest and don't talk more." Mu Mingchen finally put up a sentence. Seeing his old tears in his father, he was critically ill, he would not dare to say more harsh words to hurt his heart.

"Does Mingchen still hate me?" Mu Huanrong asked again. If Mu Mingchen didn't agree in person, he would not give up.
Chapter completed!