Chapter 178

Qiao Wenwen stressed that these three words are irrelevant. I don't know whether they are meant for Fengcheng or for her.

In any case, in name, Mu Qinghuan is still Mrs. Feng. It's ridiculous to say "irrelevant". It's more like hiding one's ears and stealing one's bell. ".

The reason why Keqiao is so confident is that he sealed the city and took away the song of muqinghuan. For her, he trampled on muqinghuan's love.

"Xinxin's birthday is coming. Is it in Repulse Bay?" With great effort, Qiao wennuan wants to live in Repulse Bay.

"The mind has the final say." The closure of the city was entirely in accordance with his son's advice.

"What can children know? Besides, it will be more warm to live at home." Bright eyes flashed a trace of cunning, Qiao Wen said with a warm smile, "you know, there is a misunderstanding between me and Xin Xin. This child is not very close to me. I also want to take this opportunity to deal with the relationship with Xin Xin."

Fengcheng quietly raised his mouth. His son didn't speak much since he was a child. He didn't want to talk to anyone except to be coquettish with him. It's because Mu Qinghuan is now very naughty and outgoing.

"My son has the final say." The meaning of the city is that Joe Wen knows again, but he has the final say in everything.

But he was a wild boy, and he attached great importance to it, which was seriously beyond Joe's expectation.

Xinxin's birthday is in a children's paradise.

One crown was hung on his forehead. He sat upright, like a little adult, glued to Fengcheng, like a bun.

"Xin Xin, happy birthday to you. This is what I bought for you. Do you like it?" What Joe gave me was a valuable watch.

Heart out of courtesy to accept, "thank you aunt Joe."

Aunt Qiao... One day, she will turn these three words into a willing mother.

LAN fei'er also put her face together. "I'm still so small-minded that I can't develop the bad habit of keeping up with the Joneses. I think it's too early to send a watch."

She sent a lovely schoolbag, "I wish we grow up happily."

"Thank you, aunt Phil." He sighed silently, feeling tired of dealing with these women's kindness. Everyone wants to be a stepmother, which makes the world curious.

"Grandson, this is what grandma prepared for you." Lin Ziran gave a pure gold pen.

"Thank you, grandma." Heart to heart milk next.

Although these gifts are worth a lot of grandfather Mao, the funny thing is that none of them represent sincere joy. That is to say, going to the mall to pick any one is not what he really likes.

One by one, they are perfunctory, pretending to like him, or verbally saying that they like him in the face of their father.

"Not happy?" Aware of his son's abnormality, Feng Cheng asked in a low voice, and his eyes overflowed with love.

"Daddy, I'm happy." My little friend also has a time of duplicity. I can see that Dad spent a lot of time on this birthday party, so he didn't want to disappoint him.

After that, my heart was afraid that my father would be confused, and I was very tired of it. I went to his face to kiss him. From this point of view, I saw a shadow unexpectedly, and immediately opened my mouth, "grandma."

In order to please Fengcheng, Zhang Lan will naturally attend the birthday party. Seeing several women on the table, she feels subtle.

"Grandma prepared this for you." Zhang Lan didn't know what to buy, so she made a large piece of ice cream cake. Of course, children like it.

"Thank you, grandma." This gift, let heart in front of a bright, he applauded.

For the sake of his son's love, Feng Cheng's face turned better and he cut a small piece of cake for his son thoughtfully.

"I'll do it." When it comes to the performance opportunity, Qiao wennuan doesn't want to miss it. She cuts the cake with a gentle smile and gives it to the people present, just like a hostess.

True love shows that LAN fei'er is warm to this Joe and is more and more upset.

As for Lin Ziran, she doesn't like Qiao's warmth, but she doesn't hate it. In a word, she feels much better than MuQing.

After all, Mu Qinghuan's identity has always been the place that Lin Ziran looks down on most.

Shivering, Zhang Lan has no confidence, just want to ask, "Qinghuan?"

With this question, the faces of the people present were different.

"Yes? What about sister Qinghuan? " The corner of the mouth starts to smile. LAN fei'er is curious. What's Qiao Wenwen's ability? Isn't it his girlfriend in the past? Even if he comes back, why should he squeeze out Mu Qinghuan, the serious wife Feng?

"Maybe, I'm busy with work and notice, so I don't have time to come. Who knows the specific reason?" Pretending to be skeptical, Qiao Wenwen has already explained several reasons for being perfunctory, which indicates that Mu Qinghuan doesn't come. I'm afraid it's perfunctory.

"Mother will come!" I also know where I come from. I firmly believe that my mother will come!

Mom

These two words are enough to strengthen Mu Qinghuan's position in his heart. No matter LAN fei'er or Qiao Wenwen, they are not as important as Mu Qinghuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm late..." it was an hour late. When Mu Qinghuan came in a hurry holding a pile of colorful balloons, everyone was surprised.

"Mom, don't you mean you won't be late?" Two short white legs are swinging back and forth under the table. The old man is not happy, but for the sake of these balloons, he still gives a brilliant smile.

"I bought you a toy racing car, if I remember correctly, your favorite model." As if not to see other people's faces, Mu Qinghuan came here this time, in fact, he received a phone call from his heart, so he had already agreed.

"Well, you know me." Heart to open the toy racing car, the excitement of jumping around in place.

"I made this sweater for you myself. When the weather gets cooler, I can wear it alone." Look carefully, Mu Qinghuan is carrying a bag with everything in it.

"But I want to wear it now!" Because of this unreasonable request, Fengcheng ordered the person in charge of the children's Park to turn on the central air conditioning so that his son would not be bored when he was dressed.

But the rest of the people, especially Joe, who was the least dressed, were so cold that he became a fool. He was very angry.

"It's beautiful, thank you, mom!" Heart that small head, squeeze ah squeeze, finally came to Mu Qinghuan's belly.

"Son, just like it." Blinked, Mu Qinghuan carefully with a tissue, wipe off the heart of the mouth cream.

This scene is extremely warm and harmonious!

"Mom... You drink less." When Mu Qinghuan noticed Zhang Lan, her face turned white.

Every time my mother drank too much, she would talk nonsense and poke out her past accident