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After all, back then Mu Qinghuan was that aloof and upstanding Eldest Young Miss. He was just a poor boy who had no parents and a little sister. Everyone said that he was just wishful thinking. A pretty boy, a useless man.

However, things were different now. No one dared to speak to him in such a manner again. Mu Qinghuan had once had a bad time, and his ex-husband had helped her out of good intentions.

Mu Ning Yue didn't know what Ye Bei was thinking. She only felt that Mu Qing Huan was secretly looking for him, wanting to lure him back so that she could take revenge on him. Immediately, her heart was set ablaze with anger.

"I forbid you to contact her! It has nothing to do with you! It has nothing to do with us! "

"Alright, alright, alright. What did you say?" A trace of exhaustion flashed across Ye Bei's forehead as he said lovingly.

Only then did Mu Ning Yue happily throw herself into Ye Bei's embrace, cutely hugging the man's waist. However, she didn't notice the trace of impatience that flashed in the man's eyes.

Back then, he did like Mu Ningyue a lot, and he also liked to hide it from Mu Qinghuan and Mu Ningyue.

At that time, it was somewhat exciting, but he truly did like it. But now, after so long, he felt that Mu Ning Yue was too arrogant and unhappy.

Especially after seeing the current Mu Qinghuan. She was elegant and refined, elegant and leisurely. That feeling became even stronger.

However, he was going to get married after all.

As long as the other party didn't act too viciously, he could pamper her and give her face.

"..."

Mu Qinghuan didn't know about these things as she had already taken Ji Yuan's car to the villa.

Looking at the garden in the center of the city, Mu Qinghuan once again realized the difference between rich and poor.

He was actually able to afford such a large house in such a place that was worth every inch of it.

No, that's not right, she should have already known how much money Ji Yue Yuan had, he was the richest man on earth!

"Wah!" "Our new home is so big, Brother Mu!"

Mu Qinghuan did not reply as she wanted to say that this was not "our home".

"Go in." Ji Yuan held Little Xing's hand.

Xiao Xing quickly held onto Mu Qinghuan's hand as the family of three walked into the villa, holding hands.

Mu Qinghuan put down the casket and went to her bedroom to arrange her things.

When he turned around, he saw that Ji Yuan had come in at an unknown time. He was sitting by the bed, flipping through an album.

Inside were all the pictures of the tiny stars from their birth until they were three years old.

Several thick books filled his bag.

Although Mu Qinghuan still had a father, to her, when her mother died, that father also left with her.

In this world, she only had her son, a blood-related relative. He was her only, and he was her salvation. She wanted to record every second of his life and treasure it.

Ji Chenyuan had always felt sorry for missing out on his son's first three years, but now he was slowly growing up as he watched his son in his infancy.

A trace of softness flashed across his eyes.

This was his son's full moon, this was how his son looked when he climbed.

It was obvious that Mu Qinghuan was very meticulous with her work. The contents of each photo were recorded at the bottom with a pen.

"This is the first time the little star has walked."

"The first roll of a tiny star!"

"Little Star's first birthday!"

"The first time that little star went to a park."

"This is a small star that just learned how to walk not long ago and was still unable to walk steadily, but at that time, he was exceptionally active and insisted on walking on his own. As a result, he fell down and even though he really wanted to cry, he resisted the urge to cry and didn't let me worry." Mu Qinghuan looked at the photo album. She couldn't help but sit beside the man while hugging the little star. Her tone was filled with nostalgia for the past.