The pet wife of the devil president

Chapter 457 Decoration

Chapter 257 Sample

Mu Mu's tears left down. Mu Mu was afraid of being heard by her mother and Ou Ziling. Mu Mu forced herself to restrain her emotions. After coming to the bathroom, Mu Mu cried in the mirror.

Only I know the pain in my heart. Who can feel it? Mu Mu quickly turned on the faucet and washed her face, adjusted her mentality, and then boldly walked out. Seeing that her mother was around, Mu Mu still felt that her mother was still too far away from her. Maybe Mu Mu felt that There is no relationship between herself and her mother.

Mu Mu feels that her mother is still an outsider. Although her mother is true, Mu Mu still feels that there is an estrangement between mother and daughter.

Mu Mu sat down and took a sip of tea. Mu Mu and her mother had nothing to say. They didn't know what to say or what to say. Mu Mu didn't know. Chu Yao also saw Mu Mu's embarrassment and quickly said, "Mu Mu, there is fruit on the coffee table. Take it and eat it quickly. Ah."

"Oh, okay." With that, Mu Mu listened to her mother's words, and then took an orange and peeled it there. Ou Ziling felt that something was wrong with Mu Mu. He quickly sat next to Mu and said with concern, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Ou Ziling saw Mu Mu's eyes red, but Ou Ziling didn't say it directly. He knew Mu Mu. Mu Mu carried everything by himself. What grievances he suffered, he suffered by himself. Ou Ziling was very distressed. Looking at Mu Mu, he was in a bad mood, and Ou Ziling's heart was also heavy.

"Oh, it's okay. I just have a headache." Mu Mu deliberately told a lie. She just didn't want to look indifferent in front of her mother.

"I have a headache. What's going on? Wasn't it okay just now?" After hearing what Mu Mu said, Chu Yao looked at Mu Mu with concern and said. Chu Yao touched Mu Mu's forehead with her hand and then said, "I don't have a fever. Do you have a cold? After you catch a cold, you will have a headache."

"Ziling, come on, there is a headache medicine in that drawer. Hurry up and let Mu Mu eat it." As Chu Yao spoke, she pointed to the drawer in another place and said.

Mu Mu knew that she was pretending. She didn't expect her mother to really believe it. Looking at the anxious look, Mu Mu quickly said, "It's okay. I just washed my face just now. It doesn't matter."

"In such a cold day, you wash your face with cold water." Chu Yao was surprised and didn't understand. Why do you wash your face with cold water in such a cold weather? There is also hot water at home. If a woman washes her face with cold water in such a weather, it is easy to get sick.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mu Mu said indifferently.

"Come on, come to my side." Chu Yao said and pulled Mu Mu to her side. Mu Mu was still a little embarrassed. Although her Mu Mu's mother, Mu has never sat in her mother's arms. Mu Mu slowly walked over and sat down. Unexpectedly, her mother actually stopped Mu Mu in her arms and followed her own child. It's the same as when Zi is sick. Isn't it true that Mu Mu is her daughter? It's normal to stop her. But for Mu Mu, she feels a little uncomfortable lying in her arms. It's better to feel safe lying in her grandmother's arms.

At this time, Muronglin had already prepared the dishes. Muronglin's best dish was fried hairy crabs. She came out with a plate of fragrant hairy crabs. When she saw her mother sitting there, she actually stopped Mu Mu, which made Muronglin very uncomfortable. Mom, how can you stop her?

Muronglin quickly came over with hairy crabs and looked at Mu Mu coldly and said coldly, "I've finished my dishes. Hurry up and cook. It's your turn." Muronglin doesn't want to see her mother stop others, especially Mu Mu. Even if Mu is her daughter, she can't, because Muronglin feels that Mu Mu has robbed Ou Ziling, and she can't tolerate Mu Mu taking away her mother.

Before Mu Mu stood up, she saw that Mu Ronglin couldn't wait. She took Mu Mu's arm with her hand and made Mu Mu get up quickly, as if Mu's mother was just Mu Ronglin's mother alone.

"Hurry up. What are you doing here? It's your turn to cook. I've finished cooking." Mu Ronglin looked at Mu Mu coldly and said.

Mu Ronglin's mother looked at Mu Ronglin and said indifferently, "Your sister can't do anything now." Muronglin was surprised. Why is this? She was willing to cook, but her mother didn't let Mu Mu do things. Mu Ronglin was a little unconvinced.

"Why, didn't you say it was agreed? Why don't you let her cook? Mom, you are biased." Mu Ronglin looked at her mother coquettishly and said aggrievedly.

"Because your sister is not feeling well today, I don't want her to cook. Thank you for your hard work today." Muronglin's mother said happily. Muronglin stood there and wanted to strangle Mu Mu. She pretended to be ill in front of her mother, thinking that pretending to be ill could solve the problem.

"I'm still sick." With that, he also lay in his mother's arms like Mu Mu.

At this time, Ou Ziling's phone rang. Ou Ziling did not take his mobile phone. Mu Mu quickly looked at it. The screen showed the name of Milaf. Mu quickly called Ou Ziling and asked him to answer the phone. It was the call from Milaf.

After Ou Ziling heard it, he got through. Hello."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Myrraf said indifferently on the phone.

"I didn't do anything. I have something to do." Ou Ziling said indifferently. In the past few days, Mayrraf has not called Ou Ziling. He thought it was better to call Ou Ziling. Otherwise, Ou Ziling would still misunderstand him. After all, he and Mu Mu had nothing to do. He hoped that Ou Ziling could also believe what he said.

"Well, there's something wrong. I want to ask you to have dinner with Mu Mu. How about it? Do you want to appreciate it?" Mayraf said with a smile on the phone.

As soon as Ou Ziling heard about Milaf, he wanted to apologize to Ou Ziling. What happened before was not what Ou Ziling thought. Of course, this is also the reason why he took Mu Mu. Milaf is Ou Ziling's good brother. How can he think nonsense about his good brother's wife? This is a very taboo thing.