Mu Chixuan raised his head and laughed, extremely proud: "Brother, you know me best, but I am not so kind. I am the biggest beneficiary of your breakup with grandpa, how can I speak for you?
Mu's is mine, you'd better not steal it."
"I didn't notice it at all." Mu Xiuhan said lightly, turned around and left.
Mu Chixuan glanced at the car that cost more than 200,000 yuan that Mu Xiuhan drove, and then at the thermos box in his hand. The smile on his lips deepened.
Has the eldest son of the Mu family, who has enjoyed endless glory in the sunset, now become a housewife?
It was so funny. He couldn't wait to tell the whole world that Mu Xiuhan, who oppressed him at every turn, was so lowly that he had to quit cooking for women.
Mu Xiuhan was wearing home clothes and a mask. He had just arrived in the lobby and was thinking of an excuse to go upstairs when he saw a beautiful figure hurriedly walking towards the elevator door.
Qiao Momo is wearing professional attire and a high ponytail. She has a pure temperament and an intellectual beauty.
"Husband, here." Qiao Momo waved to him.
Mu Xiuhan's thin lips hidden under the mask couldn't help but rise.
Was this woman afraid that he would be blocked at the front desk, so she went downstairs to pick him up?
"I heard that Yuntian Group's access control is very strict, can I go up?" Mu Xiuhan said deliberately.
"It's okay, I told our manager and she agreed for you to come up." Qiao Momo came over with a smile and held his big hand.
Mu Xiuhan lowered his head and looked at the little hand that was clasping his own. It was soft and delicate, giving people an indescribable sense of peace of mind.
Qiao Momo didn't notice that the man looked strange, so she directly took his hand and led him to the lounge next to the office.
"Everyone is off work, no one comes in." Qiao Momo quietly closed the door, sat down and started to unpack the boxes and eat.
Mu Xiuhan looked at her little face that was slightly tired from work and felt particularly distressed.
"Momo, are you tired from work?" The man's voice was low and gentle.
"No, I like work very much and am very passionate." Qiao Momo shook her head while drinking the soup, and casually praised: "This chicken soup is so delicious, and Uncle Liu's cooking skills are great."
Mu Xiuhan saw that she was eating with gusto, so she must be very hungry.
If I had known better, I shouldn't have talked nonsense with Mu Chixuan in the parking lot and delayed his woman's meal.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Mu Xiuhan saw her eating in a hurry and almost choked, so he quickly advised her gently.
Qiao Momo stuck out her tongue at him playfully, her face flushed: "I'm so hungry."
"Next time, I'll deliver it earlier." Mu Xiuhan said fondly.
"Ah, you will always bring me food from now on?" Qiao Momo was surprised.
How could Mu Xiuhan be willing to let her eat in the cafeteria? She was so busy, so she should eat and drink well.
"Well, when you work overtime, if I have time, I will give it to you."
"Thank you, husband, wait a minute, I'll show you something." After Qiao Momo finished speaking, she turned around and ran away.
Mu Xiuhan: "..."
A few minutes later, Qiao Momo raised the letter in her hand: "I'm going to participate in the competition."
"What game?" Mu Xiuhan took it and opened it and took a look.
"Our company was invited to participate in the Design Masters, and my boss gave me a spot." Qiao Momo's beautiful little mouth was stained with a smile, and she was very happy.
"That's good. As soon as I joined the company, I got a chance to train." Mu Xiuhan was also happy for her. He had never interfered with her work since she joined the company. He didn't expect that she would get such an opportunity by herself.
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"Actually, it was my manager who gave me this spot on his own initiative." Qiao Momo said in a low voice.
"Oh? Really, your manager is a man?" Mu Xiuhan asked deliberately.
"No, woman, don't get me wrong." Qiao Momo explained hurriedly.
Mu Xiuhan reached out and gently wiped her face with a tissue, wiping off the rice.
"Don't be nervous, I believe you." Mu Xiuhan was no longer prepared to scare her, and wanted her to eat in peace.
Qiao Momo felt warm in her heart and lowered her head to eat, but her heart was confused.
He believes in himself, but can he really make him feel at ease?
Thinking of the one on the top floor, Qiao Momo felt so guilty that she dared not look into her husband's eyes again.
After dinner, Mu Xiuhan decided to stay here and wait for Qiao Momo to get off work.
"How about you come and sit in my office." Qiao Momo grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the office.
Mu Xiuhan subconsciously reached out and pulled up the mask.
When Qiao Momo saw it, she felt inexplicable pain in her heart. In fact, she didn't care about his disfigurement at all, but he definitely did.
Entering the office, there were several colleagues there. When they saw Mu Xiuhan, they were all surprised. They were surprised that he had an injury on his neck and the scars on his face.
"This is my husband." Qiao Momo quickly introduced her to her curious colleagues.
Mu Xiuhan lowered his eyes and watched Qiao Momo introduce himself naturally. His heart seemed to be illuminated by the sun and was as warm as spring.
"Sit next to me. There is a book here for you to read. This is my water glass. If you are thirsty, just drink." After Qiao Momo arranged for him, she started to work.
Mu Xiuhan sat next to her and could see her working up close. He felt that the trip was well worth it.
Qiao Momo was revising his design draft and devoted himself wholeheartedly.
Next to him, Mu Xiuhan was well-behaved and quiet, with a pair of deep night eyes that looked at the woman beside him who was working hard from time to time.
Her profile is very beautiful, and she occasionally bites the end of her pen, which is cute and naughty.
Qiao Momo felt the burning eyes beside her, she immediately turned her head and blinked at Mu Xiuhan.
Mu Xiuhan's heart was beating wildly.
This woman's sweet and lovely appearance is deeply rooted in people's hearts.
"Wait for me for another half hour, and I can go home after finishing the painting." Qiao Momo comforted her softly, fearing that he would be impatient with waiting.
"It's okay, I like to watch you work." Mu Xiuhan was not anxious at all. In fact, he hoped that this quiet time could last longer.
Qiao Momo's pretty face turned red instantly, she lowered her head shyly and continued working.
"Momo, you are so lucky. You can still eat hot meals from your husband after working overtime." Zhang Hui suddenly walked over with an envious tone.
Qiao Momo immediately said embarrassedly: "I asked him not to come, but he didn't listen."
"Oh, it would be great if I could find a man as good as your husband." Zhang Hui said with longing.
"Yes, I definitely will." Qiao Momo really didn't want to show affection. He kept Mu Xiuhan by his side because he was afraid that he would be bored alone.
Zhang Hui immediately handed over a book: "Momo, I got this when I went abroad. I hope it will be helpful to you."
"Wow, isn't this a design manuscript by a famous master? How did you buy it?" Qiao Momo took it with a look of surprise.
"It was because of a friend that I gave him a copy."
"Thank you, Zhang Hui, I just wanted to read these books." Qiao Momo was very grateful.
"Well, you're welcome." After Zhang Hui said that, she returned to her seat.
More than half an hour later, Qiao Momo finished painting. She stood up and stretched.
"Husband, go home." Qiao Momo cleared the table and said softly.
"Okay." Mu Xiuhan stood up. His tall body made Qiao Momo look even more petite and exquisite.
Zhang Hui secretly took a photo and sent it to Cheng Xiyao.
Qiao Momo took Mu Xiuhan out of the company, and they drove back separately.
Cheng Xiyao called: "Ugly people tend to do mischief. It's disgusting to send a dinner and show it off to everyone."
"That's right, he deliberately feeds dog food to single dogs like us, and he hurts his neck and still suffers like this."
"He must have offended someone again and been beaten. Ignore her. She must be so in need of love that she can't wait to tell everyone that she is loved."
"Well, Miss Cheng, I'm approaching her."
"Don't let her find out."
"I will, don't worry." Zhang Hui hung up the phone and stared at Qiao Momo's desk, thinking about how to put the recording pen on her body.
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