After bathing, Muqiqi changed into the clothes that the servant gave her. It's a long cotton skirt, just to the ankle. It's her favorite style.

After cleaning up, she opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, just as the door of the children's room opened, the vigorous little guy rushed towards her, hugged her thigh and praised her: "Mommy, you are fragrant."

Muqiqi smiled and touched the top of the little guy's head. "You're also fragrant. Go to eat."

The mother and the son walked downstairs hand in hand and went straight to the living room. They cautiously looked at the man sitting on the table. Muqiqi sat down next to the little guy. He felt a little flustered and felt that something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, as soon as the servant put her porridge and little star's porridge on the table, the bodyguard came in and reported, "Mr. Mo, Mr. He is here."

In fact, when they left yesterday, Mo yanjue didn't let his bodyguards leave. In order to find out the truth three years ago, this hard fight between him and he Jiajun can't be avoided.

Even so, at such a warm time when the family ate breakfast for three times, Mo yanjue really didn't want to be disturbed, so when the bodyguard finished reporting, he nodded slowly, "I see."

After that, there is no following, continue to eat breakfast slowly, not impatient, as if the sky can not delay his breakfast.

But Muqiqi is different. In the past three years, she has always regarded he Jiajun as the only family member. Now she is eager to find out the truth of the matter. Is she the Muqiqi they said? Is this man and child her husband and son?

If it's not for her to go back to the idyllic life with he Jiajun, if it is, then she should ask why he Jiajun cheated her? Why?

With some eagerness in her eyes, she looked at the man who ate slowly. "I want to see him."

Mo yanjue raised his eyelids and looked at her, but he didn't speak, and he took up the milk at hand. His eyes were dim and heavy, as if some hard object had been scratched on the top of his heart.

She cares about him, him, or him!

Seeing that he didn't make any response, Muqiqi put down the chopsticks in her hand, and she had no appetite to eat any more. She stood up and was ready to go out to see he Jiajun.

Before we could move away from the dining chair, we heard a hard voice behind us, "let Mr. He in!"

He wants to see what he Jiajun dares to do to his wife in front of him.

Hearing that the man let he Jiajun in, Mu Qiqi couldn't help looking back at the man and continued to eat slowly, as if he was not affected at all. Only Mo yanjue knew that he was furious!

When the door opened, he Jiajun was brought in by the bodyguard. He seemed to stay up all night, with grey eyes and new stubble on his chin. He saw Muqiqi standing in the dining room, his eyes were as deep as the boundless ocean, which seemed to devour her.

Two people four eyes are opposite, look at each other so far, nobody opens a mouth to talk, the atmosphere of dining room of whole sitting room is depressed to the extreme for a while.

The servants on one side were too scared to breathe. It was not how scared the people were. Moreover, they saw the gloomy look on the young master's face clearly, which was the omen that could break out at any time.

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