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A man as indifferent as him, with a family, naturally had to take care of his wife's emotions. He did not know if it was because he was not good enough for her that she proposed to divorce him.

However, she was too greedy. What she wanted was not only a husband that she respected, but also a man who wished for love.

Although he had taken all her salary cards, she found nothing missing from her side.

In the closet, the latest clothes appeared regularly.

He had the car ready for her.

As for the food. The butler has also been cooking some heavy food recently.

It could be said that she was living a very comfortable life.

The comfort he gave her was something that she didn't have in the Mu family. It was as if she could really be the master of the shallow bay and could do whatever she wanted.

Therefore, when he asked her again and again whether he was not good enough for her, Mu Qing Huan realized that she had nothing to say.

As a husband, he had already done what he had to do. Except for that heart that refused to give him, he could be called a perfect husband.

Maybe she really wanted too much.

"Listen, I'm not going to get a divorce!" He forcefully lifted Mu Qing Huan's lower jaw, and Feng Cheng repeated his words.

"I know, I'm not deaf." Mu Qing Huan rubbed her small face.

"What do you know?" If she really knew his identity, she wouldn't have brought up the issue of divorce again and again.

Feng Cheng taught her a proper lesson, "I, Feng Cheng, need a wife. My son needs a mother.

Xin Xin was so cute, yet so obedient and sensible, he was like a worm in Mu Qing Huan's heart. He was truly unwilling to leave this child.

Seeing that Feng Cheng was insisting on not getting divorced, Mu Qing Huan felt a slight sense of being valued, and she really wanted to push her luck forward, "Since you and Yan Nai Er have broken off your engagement, then there will be no divorce."

He never thought that Mu Qing Huan would be so ruthless. Didn't she like Xin Xin a lot?

Feng Cheng pinched Mu Qing Huan's little face, "Doing business is not a game, the endorsement contract is made internally. Besides, it's not that I don't want to change, it's that … I, Feng Cheng, do not like to choose anew! "

"You mean, it's not because it has to be Yan Nai Er, but because you don't like trouble and don't want to turn back?" Mu Qing Huan was enlightened very quickly.

"Something like that." Nodding his head, Feng Cheng did not deny it, and then gave a guarantee, "Other than this endorsement, I can promise you anything else."

"..." How else could she answer? She wouldn't bother him with anything but the Speaker.

"Ring …" "You are not allowed to take it off!" With that, he tyrannically put the ring on Mu Qing Huan's finger.

Mu Qing Huan lowered her head and examined the ring for a full minute.

"The ring is very beautiful!" This was the first time she took this ring so seriously.

"Of course, I chose it myself." Feng Cheng said casually, causing Mu Qing Huan to be startled, and look at him in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Feng Cheng saw the doubt in her eyes.

"I thought … You bought it at random. " Mu Qing Huan raised her finger and looked left and right, as if she was unwilling to let go. What she liked was this kind of simple style, just like how she once longed for a simple marriage.

"I have a friend who's a plastic surgeon. Maybe he can help you remove the scar on your stomach. Would you like to try it?" Feng Cheng suddenly said!

"There's still no need for that. There's no need to trouble yourself." Mu Qing Huan decisively shook her head. She didn't want others to discover the secret of the scar on her belly.

"Why? Don't you mind it?" Feng Cheng could tell that Mu Qing Huan did not like that scar.

"However, even if they do mind, everyone has to take responsibility for their past!" Mu Qing Huan said, and looked at Feng Cheng suspiciously, "Do you not like it?"

"It can't be..." Feng Cheng shook his head, a thoughtful expression on his face.

… ….

In the morning, Mu Qing Huan rarely woke up early.

"Accompany me to continue sleeping." With his palm pressing on his soft and slender waist, Feng Cheng had a lazy look.

"Move your hand away!" Without rushing, Mu Qing Huan slowly changed into his work attire and jumped off the bed.

"Where to?" He grabbed Mu Qing Huan's wrist, the only thought on Feng Cheng's mind was to hug her and rest together, he never expected her to still have the energy to run around.

"To work, of course." Mu Qing Huan tidied his hair with her back facing her. She felt it was strange, there were times when he was lazy, but what was shameful was that he actually wanted to drag her to sleep with him.

Feng Cheng rubbed his brows, following that, both of his hands embraced her from behind, Feng Cheng spoke with a lazy tone, "I didn't think that you would still have the energy to accompany me again."

"It's daytime. I have to go to work." Just as Mu Qing Huan was about to leave, she was pulled back by Feng Cheng and she suddenly fell down onto his lap.

"Honestly speaking, I feel that it is not good for my health if I do it too often!" Mu Qing Huan was in a hurry to leave, afraid that his strength would be squeezed out, but unexpectedly, she could not escape!

"I remember, when I kissed you last night, you were very comfortable, eh?" He remembered the sound of her chanting, and no matter how much she denied it, it was useless.

"You're just joking, don't take it seriously!" With a deep red face, Mu Qing Huan kicked everywhere.

"That mouth on top is so dishonest …" Feng Cheng let go of his hands and lay on the bed by himself, but he was no longer sleepy.

He was used to hugging her soft body so that he could have a good night's sleep.

Habit is a terrible thing.

"I'll walk you to work." Feng Cheng hugged Mu Qing Huan in a good mood and followed her downstairs.

"So attentive? Can I say no? " Mu Qing Huan's shoulder sunk, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I think it's time for us to change our mode of interaction." Feng Cheng said unhappily, "As your husband, none of the rights that I should enjoy were enjoyed by me. What you're doing, isn't it too wicked?"

As if he was struck by lightning, Mu Qing Huan clenched his fist tightly. The big bad wolf was about to eat the little white rabbit again.

The kind that goes to bed.

Mu Qing Huan remained calm and continued to blink her eyes, pretending to be innocent as she asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Of course..." When he woke up in the morning, Feng Cheng had already felt it. Right now, she was in a hurry to work, so his throat was parched and he suddenly pressed the corner of his mouth to her ear. "Come with me to get a room."