Chapter 552

Li Tangyao caught off guard, he looked closely at Mu Qinghuan, "you say it again."

Now that some hurtful words have been said, maybe it won't be too difficult to repeat them again.

Mu Qinghuan squeezed his arm and said seriously, "Li Tangyao, let's break up."

She called his name instead of "Xiao Liuliu", indicating that she was not joking, but serious.

Li Tangyao's face turned white instantly. His gentle company couldn't resist the passion given to her by Fengcheng?

Around the dining table, Mu Qinghuan stands in front of Li Tangyao.

Taking advantage of the situation, Li Tangyao slowly stood up and looked down at her.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly grabbed his hand and pasted it on his face, "Xiao Liuliu, I think no one in this world will tolerate me and take care of me like you, just to make me happy. Thank you for your company, but I don't want to live in the greenhouse any more. I want to find my past..."

"So we all have to choose again!"

Ha a relaxed smile, Mu Qinghuan solemnly said, "people, the more simple the more happy, but a person who does not know who he is, forget who he is, even if he is happy, it is just an empty shell."

"I have to find myself and be myself. Maybe I will make up for what I owe others. Maybe I will make up for what others owe me. Life is like this. There are happiness, anger, joy and tears."

Mu Qinghuan closed his eyes, crystal clear tears overflow, "small 66, do you think?"

"Choosing again doesn't mean I'm out of the game..."

Is his Li Tangyao not equal to Fengcheng?

He also wants to know who Mu Qinghuan loves on the day she remembers?

Because Xinxin is about to leave that day, Mu Qinghuan and he are almost inseparable.

"Dad said that in the past two years, you have lost your memory and don't remember me, but I still have to settle the accounts. For example, you give me two years less birthday gifts." Heart Du mouth, "this time I forgive you, you can compensate me, but later, you must remember."

"So what do you want?" Mu Qinghuan squatted down and asked carefully.

"The first gift, I want to eat hot pot with my mother!" Heart this request is not too much, Mu Qinghuan nodded.

"The second gift..." Xinxin scratched his head and couldn't think of it, so he said, "xiaoqinghuan, you can do it. You can find a little girlfriend for me."

"Son, you are too young to have a girlfriend." Are foreign children so open-minded? Mu Qinghuan is really speechless.

"Dad is seven years older than mom. My God, maybe my other half is still drinking milk." His face drooped and his heart went crazy.

"Heart, it's too early for you to think about your girlfriend." Mu Qinghuan directly drags his son to the hot pot shop, intending to block his mouth with food.

"It's too early. At my age, I already know what beauty is and what ugly steamed stuffed bun is." Xinxin retorted.

"..." unable to communicate, Mu Qinghuan simply brought her son vegetables, and found that her son and she had similar tastes, so it was easy to support.

"When I was abroad, I was clamoring to eat chili, but it's different from China." And heart found that every time my father made Sichuan cuisine, he would stare at the dish in a daze.

"Then you can eat more." In fact, Mu Qinghuan wanted his son to stay, but he didn't enter the city.

"Well." Although Xinxin eats fast, it doesn't seem rude. The elegant posture is carved in the same mold as Fengcheng.

In the evening, Tang Ming carries his heart to the airport.

"No, they don't want to study abroad." Xinxin yelled all the way, "xiaoqinghuan mother, help me."

"Don't make trouble. Uncle will introduce some beautiful girls to you." Tang Ming said half jokingly.

Heart is a great response, "this is not good, I am still a child ah."

"What's in your head, uncle Tang, I know very well." Tang Ming hums coldly.

"Uncle Tang, you are a big uncle. You don't even have a girlfriend. I'm a nephew. How can I get ahead of you?" I'm sorry.

"You're a terrible child." Tang Ming is speechless.

When the fourth brother was so big, he was a primary school bully, but he wanted to pick up girls all day. Is that really good?

……

The next day, the secretary general ordered two return tickets.

"Mission accomplished?" Isn't that bad? She just sorted out two papers.

"Not enough money, it's time to go back." Fengcheng said calmly.

"..." in his heart, Mu Qinghuan didn't want to make a speech, and always felt that he had been sold.

"Come back to city a with me in two days." With that, Fengcheng took Mu Qinghuan's little hand and said, "that's where we lived together. Maybe you can think of something after you go back."

"You let go." After shaking off her hand, Mu Qinghuan is so ashamed and angry that she breaks up with Li Tangyao. She doesn't want to drag Li Tangyao down. How can Feng Xiaoer bring herself in and catch her hand as a boyfriend.

If we don't fight now, won't we let the food die?

No, she's a amnesia person, so don't suffer.

"Are you sure you want me to let go?" His eyes were straight, and he gave her a light glance.

"Well, you just let go. Who can stand your temper?" Mu Qinghuan is very dissatisfied.

"Don't forget, I'm your immediate boss now." Thin lips gently hook, and then against her ear, he chuckled, "not hidden rules, you can be promoted so fast?"

"It's private time now. You don't want to oppress me as president." Arms in both hands, Mu Qinghuan strongly dissatisfied, and then, but surprised, she can and Fengcheng such a relaxed bickering.

"Did we often do this before?" Mu Qinghuan asked curiously.

Feng Cheng shook his head, "No."

He added, "it's usually what I say, that's what. You seldom speak because you are eaten to death by me and you are stupid, so you listen to me."

"You keep making it up." Mu Qinghuan doesn't believe it. Sitting on the plane, she has been bickering with Fengcheng in a low voice. She sleeps after quarreling. She puts her head on the seat and goes to sleep.

Suddenly, Fengcheng only felt a heavy shoulder. He looked aside and saw that Mu Qinghuan was asleep, but he held his shoulder as a pillow.

Hook thin lips, Feng Cheng will her face in his arms, was about to pull away the arm, but unexpectedly heard her whispering, "small 66, I'm sorry..."

As soon as Feng Cheng's eyes sank, he immediately pushed her away, and Mu Qinghuan immediately began to talk in his sleep, "President... Feng Cheng, Feng Xiaoer, Feng big beast..."

As if dreaming of a funny picture, she is smiling sweetly.