MTL - Addicted To Favoritism, the Reborn Sweet Wife is So Sweet-Chapter 244 Miss Xing doesn't want you
Chapter 244 Sister Xing doesn't want you anymore
Mu Xingwan looked at Jun Qiyue in surprise when she heard the words. When she met him, she did have a lot of doubts. At that time, she didn't think so much, so she gave him two hundred yuan.
What surprised her even more was that she and Jun Qiyue were born on the same day and grew up together.
But why doesn't she remember these things at all?
When Jun Qiyue wanted to stop Leng Xiushen from speaking out, it was too late. When Mu Xingwan looked over, he felt extremely guilty.
It wasn't until Mu Xingwan looked away that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Xingwan looked at Leng Xiushen, "Why should I believe what you said?"
Leng Xiu's tone became a little heavier: "I am your brother."
Mu Xingwan was stunned for a moment, and then retorted: "I have a brother, but he is not you, but Mu Xingchen."
Leng Xiu Shen Wenyan's eyes flickered. He also just learned that she is Xing'er, and he hasn't had time to check her in Beicheng, let alone when she came to Beicheng, and who is she with?
But when he heard her say that her brother was someone else, he was still very upset.
Jun Qiyue was a little proud when she saw Leng Xiushen's expression, and made you teach people like an uncle every day. Sister Xing doesn't want you as a brother.
"I will investigate your affairs in Beicheng. If you don't believe what I said, I can also prove it to you." Leng Xiushen walked over as he spoke, and Mu Xingwan stepped back subconsciously.
Leng Xiu's dark brows wrinkled, and he reached out to grab her wrist to prevent her from backing her legs.
Jun Qiyue saw this and hurried over to hug Mu Xingwan, blocking Leng Xiu Shen's outstretched hand for him.
All of this happened in an instant, only the sound of the button collapsing was heard, and then there was a crisp sound, which was the sound of the button falling on the floor.
Leng Xiu looked at the clothes in his hand, and then looked at Jun Qiyue who was standing in front of Mu Xingwan, the moon-white gown was torn apart, despite his thinness and fair skin, he was actually in very good shape.
Jun Qiyue saw that his only clothes were torn by Leng Xiushen, and his face was very ugly. He tore the clothes with force, and pulled the clothes back from Leng Xiushen's hands.
"Gouzi is just a dog. He never does human affairs." He beeped softly, whether Leng Xiushen heard it or not, but Mu Xingwan heard it clearly, that's how the name of the dog came from?
Fortunately, Jun Qiyue blocked her for a while, otherwise she would be embarrassed.
Even if Leng Xiu Shen didn't hear Jun Qiyue's beeping, he could guess that he was complaining about him behind his back.
He stared at Jun Qiyue for a while, and when he was pulling his clothes, he saw the jade pendant on his neck again, and his eyes darkened a bit.
"What are you doing in your way? Do you think I will hurt my sister?"
"Who knows what you're thinking?" Jun Qiyue replied without raising her head, and found that a button had fallen off, and no matter how he pulled it, it was still loose, so he simply gave up struggling.
Mu Xingwan looked at Jun Qiyue standing in front of him. He seemed to be docile and thin, but it doesn't seem to be right now, but he can see if he really treats himself.
She pushed Jun Qiyue away, her cold eyes met those sharp eyes, "You keep saying that I'm your sister, so why don't I know you? And Jun Qiyue, if I grew up with me, why would I? I don't have her memory either?"
Leng Xiu said solemnly: "I guess, you have lost your memory."
"Amnesia?" Mu Xing thought about it for a while, she did have amnesia, but she just forgot some things in the countryside.
Leng Xiushen was calmer than before when he was sure that she was Xing’er. The only thing he wanted to know now was why Xing’er lost her memory?
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, give me some time, and I will find out about this matter. I will find out why you have amnesia."
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Mu Xing came out of the hotel late, still wondering if what Leng Xiushen said was true?
Along the way, she returned to the villa without thinking about it.
As soon as Mu Xingwan walked into the villa, Fu Tingyao came back. He came back very early today.
"I'm going to cook tonight, do you have anything you want to eat?" Fu Tingyao walked over and took her hand in. He came back two hours early today because he didn't cook for his wife on some days. food.
Mu Xingwan also missed the man's cooking skills, so when he heard that he was going to cook by himself, he immediately put all the doubts he encountered today behind him, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, beef stewed with potatoes, squirrel fish."
"Okay." Fu Tingyao agreed readily. These ingredients are available in the kitchen. It should be that as long as Mu Xingwan wants to eat, there is nothing that Fu Tingyao can't buy.
Ever since Fu Tingyao and Chaoyan met, Chaoyan moved in from the apartment behind.
Now the kindergarten is also on holiday, and when the time comes, Chaoyan is waiting in the living room for them to come back.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head towards Yan, and saw Fu Tingyao and Mu Xingwan come back, happily trotted over and hugged Mu Xingwan, "Mom, you're back."
Mu Xingwan patted Chaoyan's head and asked warmly, "Has Chaoyan been waiting for me?"
Chaoyan nodded vigorously, "Yeah, I want to play games with my mother."
Fu Tingyao's slender fingers slowly unbuttoned his suit, watching Chaoyan hug him late at every turn. From the time he entered the door until now, he has not had time to hug, his dark eyes filled with jealousy.
"Have you finished your homework?" The man's voice was a little cold.
Ji Yan stepped forward to take his master's suit jacket.
Chaoyan raised her face to look at Fu Tingyao, and answered seriously: "It's been done a long time ago."
Already done?
Fu Tingyao felt that the time was faster than his budget, and it seemed that he needed to add some homework.
After his son finished his homework, Fu Tingyao couldn't tell him to go back to the study to do his homework.
"I'll go to the kitchen." Fu Tingyao turned around and went to the kitchen.
Chaoyan heard the words, turned to look at Mu Xingwan, curious and a little expectant, "Mom, is Dad going to cook by himself?"
Mu Xingwan nodded: "Yeah, is there anything you want to eat? Tell Dad and let him make it for you."
Chaoyan also thought about it, but thinking of how crazy Fu Tingyao spoiled his wife, "Dad rarely cooks, so it's for you."
"How come?" Mu Xingwan asked again: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Chaoyan said without thinking, "I want to eat steamed pork with noodles."
Since Qin Chi told him last time that Fu Tingyao would cook in person, the cooking was super delicious, and his favorite steamed pork, he had been looking forward to Fu Tingyao being able to cook in person.
I finally got it today, but I didn’t dare to ask for it.
Mu Xing was stunned for a while, steamed pork with noodles?
I ate it last time~
She looked forward to Chaoyan, she probably wanted to eat it, and she didn't want to disappoint him.
"I'll go talk to your dad."
Chaoyan happily took Mu Xingwan's arm, "Thank you mom."
Mu Xingwan smiled and went to the kitchen.
As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he saw a man in a black apron in front of the stove, and his hands were skillfully cutting the beef with his fingers free of Yangchun Shui.
That expensive temperament is out of tune with the kitchen.
"Ayao, I want to eat steamed pork with noodles."
"Okay." Fu Tingyao looked sideways at Mu Xingwan who walked in, and nodded after thinking about it, not afraid that she would get tired of eating too often.
At this time, Wu Jiang found all the information of Mu Xingwan.
Qin Yan couldn't calm down his excitement after returning from the shopping mall, and the corners of his lips would rise unconsciously.
He took the file bag and opened it, and began to read Mu Xingwan's information.
Even Qin Chi found out. He neatly climbed onto the sofa, lay on Qin Yan's lap, and looked at Qin Yan curiously, "Dad, why are you so happy?"
Today is Children's Day, I wish the babies a happy Children's Day!
'Childhood is a more difficult dream than ambition. May your childlike innocence never fade away and everything you encounter will be sweet'
(end of this chapter)