Moreover, this apron still has a floral pattern with small laces. It is obviously Yang Mo's apron. It looks a bit small when it is put on Jun Sutian's slender body.

But at this moment, Jun Sutian still had a cold expression on his face, with a military-like calmness, and his every move was full of nobility and neatness.

Hua Zimu’s jaw dropped to the ground!

Mu Fengfeng's jaw dropped to the ground!

Jun Ningze ran forward excitedly carrying a small schoolbag and tugged on his father's apron, "Dad, the teacher praised my observation diary today."

The little guy started to show his excellent study.

"Well, very good." Jun Sutian touched his son's head.

"I also got a little red flower today. Dad, do you want a little red flower? I can give it to you!" After saying that, Jun Ningze opened his schoolbag slowly and took out a small red flower.

A small red flower that has been somewhat flattened by pressure.

Mommy said that victory and joy must be shared with others to make you happy. Jun Ningze shared all the little red flowers he got before with Yang Mo, so now, he decided to share them with Jun Sutian.

Because once, Jun Ningze asked Jun Sutian, "Dad, have you ever worn a red flower before?"

Jun Sutian replied calmly, "No."

For Jun Sutian when he was a child, he didn't even bother to give the little red flowers, even if the teacher really wanted to give them. Jun Sutian usually glanced at the teacher with a very cold look, and the teacher naturally did not dare to give the little red flowers.

Don't get it on Jun Sutian's clothes.

Jun Ningze looked at Jun Sutian with a very sympathetic look at that time, feeling that his father was so pitiful that he didn't even wear a little red flower.

At this moment, Jun Ningze was holding the little red flower and trying very hard to put it on Jun Sutian. Of course, his body was too short, so he could only ask Jun Sutian to squat down.

Jun Sutian turned around and looked at Yang Mo who was cooking vegetables. "Do you want to wear it?" There was a sense of heroism in his tone that he was about to go to the execution ground.

"Oze wants to share the joy with you." Yang Mo said while pouring the soy sauce.

So, under the surprised eyes of Hua Zimu and Mu Fengfeng, Jun Sutian squatted down with his tall body. Jun Ningze was satisfied with the height and put the small red flower on Jun Sutian's chest.

"Dad, you are now someone who has worn a red flower.

""……Um."

"Is Dad happy?"

"……Happy."

So at the scene, Hua Zimu smiled shamelessly. Who would have thought that his usually cold cousin would have such a frustrated moment.

Although he agreed with his son's sharing behavior, Yang Mo couldn't help but smile when he saw Jun Sutian wearing an apron and a red flower.

Mu Fengfeng, on the other hand, tried hard to hold back his smile, and his face turned red from holding back his smile.

"Fengfeng, Zimu, please stay and have dinner together." Yang Mo greeted.

Hua Zimu readily agreed. Mu Fengfeng hesitated and nodded. However, it was the first time he had dinner with people like Jun Sutian and Hua Zimu. Mu Fengfeng was still quite nervous at the dinner table.

Everyone chatted about the preparations for Yang Mo and Jun Sutian's wedding. Basically, the hotel and everything had been booked, but they still had to choose wedding rings and take wedding photos.

"I know a few good wedding photographers. I'll ask them to come over and take photos for you when the time comes." Hua Zimu proactively suggested.

"Ah? Wouldn't this be too much trouble for others?" Yang Mo said.

"No, no." Hua Zimu waved his hand, "Whenever you plan to take wedding photos when you are free, just give me the date and I will contact you."

Yang Mo thought about Hua Zimu's kindness and was too embarrassed to refuse, so he said, "Thank you then."

"We are all relatives, so why thank you." Hua Zimu said, but still reminded him, "Although your wedding in City S can be simple, it will definitely not be easy when you go back to City B."

Yang Mo naturally knew that the Jun family's wedding would be attended by many important people from the military and political circles due to the Jun family's status, and many people from the chaebol and financial circles would probably also be present.

I'm afraid it won't be comparable to the place in City S.

"I will prepare in advance." Yang Mo replied with a slight smile.

Getting married means that Sutian has entered her world, and at the same time, she has entered Sutian's world. There are some things that should be prepared, and you still have to do your homework in advance. This is also a kind of respect and effort.

Hua Zimu was a little relieved. Yang Mo was indeed clear in one click.

After the meal, Yang Mo and Mu Fengfeng accompanied Jun Ningze to watch cartoons, while Hua Zimu and Jun Sutian walked to the balcony, "If our relatives see you like this, I'm afraid they will all

Be surprised."

"So what?" Jun Sutian asked calmly.

Yes, so what if he is surprised. His cousin never cares about other people's eyes. "The Jun family has not been this happy for several generations. Going further up, it seems that the old man said that his aunt also found her destiny."

Yes, I lived quite a happy life."

People in the Jun family originally had a low chance of finding a life supporter. Maybe only one person would find a life supporter every few generations. Of course, in the Jun family's genealogy, there are examples of three generations of people who have found a life supporter.

It's just that the probability is too small after all.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Jun Sutian narrowed his eyes. He knew that with Hua Zimu's personality, he would never mention this for no reason.

"In your generation of the Jun family, you are the only eldest uncle, and the second uncle has two sons. Among the next generation of the Jun family, only Ozawa is born. But now, no one has inherited this blood curse." In other words.

, if it does not appear on Ozawa in the end, then the blood curse may appear on other unborn children of the Jun family.

Jun Sutian pursed his thin lips and remained silent. If possible, the blood curse is like an inescapable nightmare. No one knows when it will come to whom, just like a curse hanging on the necks of the Jun family.

A knife.

"He is my son. Even if the blood curse does appear on him in the future, I believe he will find his destiny." Jun Sutian replied.

"Really?" Hua Zimu turned his head and looked at the little man who was watching cartoons in the living room through the open sliding door on the balcony.

Finding a life supporter is not easy. What's more, sometimes even if you really find it, what if it's another Huang Xiaohong?

How many of the Jun family members can truly live a happy life with Mingyi?!

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