The morning light is dim and the birds are singing.

An Xiaoxiao wakes up leisurely, thinking that she is going to start her honeymoon trip with Jiang Muye at noon, her mood is lightened instantly.

Jiang Mu Ye is still sleeping. His eyes are closed, his eyelashes are long, his nose is straight, his lips are thin, and his facial features are more tender in the hazy halo.

With a kiss on his lips, Ann crept out of bed, put on a housecoat and went downstairs.

After washing her face in the bathroom downstairs, she went into the kitchen. Housekeeper Zhou and the cook were waiting.

"Here are all the ingredients you want, madam."

An Xiaoxiao looked at the colorful food table and nodded with satisfaction: "that's the trouble for chef Jiang. Today I'm in charge of it, and you're in charge of it."

"OK, no problem."

Zhou Yun took the apron to help her put it on: "then I'll do it. Mr. Zhu Xuan is always in good health. I also follow the balanced diet of zhuxuan. If it wasn't for you, I didn't know that Mr. Zhu had hypoglycemia."

"And recently."

An Xiaoxiao adjusted the angle of her apron and said with a smile, "I have to do all kinds of food and medicine. I'll trouble aunt Yun to do it in the future."

"All right, don't worry, ma'am."

Zhou Yunying, the kitchen began to bustle up.

When Jiang Muye wakes up, he can't see an Xiaoying. It's already 7:30 in the morning.

Lin Zheng's message lies quietly on his mobile phone. He opens it and finds that something about Liao Wu is really fermenting, and it involves an Xiaoxiao.

Subconsciously, he got out of bed and dialed Ann's little phone. For a moment, the mobile phone rang on the bedside table.

With a slight frown, Jiang Muye hangs up and goes downstairs. He finds an Xiaoxiao's busy figure near the kitchen.

A light blue plaid apron, with a ponytail, and a blue hairpin on the top of the forehead, is inexplicably lovely.

Jiang Mu Ye's heart instantly settled down, leaning against the door, quietly looking at an Xiao in the kitchen, just want to engrave the scene in front of him in his mind.

The last red date lotus seed soup came out of the pot. An Xiaoxiao came out and saw the figure of Jiang Muye, handsome and charming.

"Muye, do you wake up and wash your face and brush your teeth? Ready for dinner. "

When she put the rice pot on the table, Jiang Mu Ye reached over and held her in his arms. He looked at the four dishes and one porridge on the table and said in a low voice, "when did you get up? Why didn't you call me?"

"You're sleeping, so get up and surprise you."

An Xiaoxiao murmured: "for the first time, I don't know if it's delicious to make such a complicated dish."

"It must be delicious." Jiang Muye was moved: "thank you, baby."

An Xiaoxiao smiles shyly and pushes him: "go to wash quickly. I have to go to qingshuiju after breakfast."

Jiang Muye was obedient. When he changed his clothes, an Xiaoxiao had already laid the mat and put away the dishes. He was serving porridge for him.

He held up his mobile phone and took a picture. Under the backlight, an Xiaoxiao's head seemed to have light. On the table, red dates and lotus seed soup, Chinese yam pot, Chinese angelica and red dates pot spareribs, double red pumpkin and black chicken soup, and a red dates square were shining in the sun.

An Xiaoxiao is filling porridge. Her white facial features are clearer and clearer in the sun. She looks at him with a gentle smile.

The composition of the picture is perfect and full of life.

Jiang Muye sent the photos to Lin Zheng and told him to publish them on the official blog of Jiang family at 9 am.

At that time, Lin Zheng was eating fried dough sticks at the fried dough sticks shop downstairs. He took a look at the luxurious breakfast in the photo, and then at the bean milk radish pickle he had on hand.

Lin Zheng said that he could not eat!

So at 9 am, the noisy network ushered in heavy news again.

Jiang's group official, who has always been quiet and taciturn, posted a photo, which can be said to be a low-key and high-profile defeat of rumors on the Internet about an Xiaoxiao and Jiang Muye's marital discord.

Many netizens jumped out to question the speculation: "this time show love, speculation is very suspect."

Jiang's official blog editor calmly replied: "there is a series of such photos, I send one every day, welcome to rub heat."

Liao Wu's fans also questioned Jiang's open show of love in the case of mourning all over the Internet, which is not appropriate. Xiaobian responded lightly: "thank you for your life."

Next, more netizens began to attack the relationship between an Xiaoxiao and Jiang qinsong, which led to the fall of Liao Wu. Xiaobian replied directly: "please slander netizens waiting for the lawyer's letter."

A moment later, Jiang's official blog released a microblog with a lawyer's letter. While regretting Liao Wu's incident, he sternly warned netizens and marketing numbers who were slandering on the Internet, and named some of the most popular people who jumped.

At the same time, Liao Wu's studio account and the official blog of Jinghai police also released the latest progress of Liao Wu's incident, stating that the incident is under investigation and calling for an end to the harm to innocent people.

After some action, the uproar on the Internet has temporarily calmed down.

Jiang Muye saw the arrangement of the incident sent by Lin Zheng, and replied to him: "continue to pay attention to the progress of the incident."

Then he took his cell phone and looked at an Xiaoxiao, who patiently taught Xi Xi to play the piano. His heart became more and more calm.

I only hope that in half a month, the matter can be settled without an Xiaoxiao's knowledge.

"Brother."

Tang Yuan sat beside him and interrupted his thoughts.

"What's the matter?" he said

"I want to get custody of Sisi. I wonder if you can help me?" Tang Yuan asked in a sincere tone.

"What's your plan?" Jiang Muye asked him.

"Now my sister is pregnant, and I'm sure I can't give Xixi to her, so I'm going to take it by myself. It's a big deal to hire a nanny."

Tang Yuan smiles, and his eyes on his face become smaller and smaller: "I plan to apply to a local university in Jinghai. It's better to have an affiliated primary school. Anyway, the courses in the university are relatively easy. Xixi is just in the grade of primary school, and the time can be connected."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded: "well, yes, I'll ask my assistant to contact you. If you need anything, you can go directly to him."

"Well, thank you, brother."

"You're welcome." Jiang Muye answered, remained silent for a moment and asked him, "how is Xi Xi's mood recently?"

"She seems to know something."

Tang Yuan pursed his lips: "I want to tell her the truth when I wait."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded: "well, did anyone else look for her?"

"No "I think she may really have no relatives, but..."

He flashed a little surprise: "before we lived in Shangshu, I would occasionally wait for Xixi to go to langkuo's house to have a look after she fell asleep. I always felt that someone was still living there, but there was no one in the whole house."

Tang Yuan frowned: "very strange, I don't know if I think too much."