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Mu Qinghuan hadn't drawn much of a design throughout the entire afternoon.

Actually, there was nothing she could do to calm her heart down.

Hearing the sound of the villa's door, Mu Qinghuan's eyes lit up. She immediately stood up and ran towards the door.

She was so anxious that she completely forgot that her right leg was still swollen. She immediately took in a breath of cold air from the pain, and her leg went limp as she squatted on the ground.

Ji Yuan was holding Little Xing's hand as he entered. What he saw when he entered was Mu Qinghuan squatting on the ground, covering her ankles.

The man's sword-like eyebrows knitted together as a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. Without saying anything further, he released his son's hand and rushed forward, directly carrying Mu Qinghuan.

"Are you a three-year-old child? If you are so careless, you might as well be your son. "

Mu Qinghuan's beautiful face turned ugly. She also felt that she had lost a bit of face, but being said so rudely by Ji Yuan, she became a bit embarrassed and annoyed, "It's not like I did it on purpose … I'm worried about my son! "

"My son is mine too, what are you worried about?" Ji Yuan frowned, his gaze sharp.

When would she not be prepared?

Mu Qinghuan bit her lips and didn't say anything. However, from her stubborn appearance, it was clear that she was very worried because he was more worried!

If Little Xing's father was an ordinary person, she wouldn't have to worry so much.

However, a powerful figure like Ji Yuan, if she really became serious, she would have no way of fighting back, and could only watch as her son was taken away.

Mu Qing had always felt this kind of fear in his heart, as if there was no sense of security.

However, she had been hiding it all along. Now that the people from the Ji Clan knew about it, her hidden fear burst out.

"Go get your mommy a glass of water from the water dispenser, little star." Ji Yuan immediately let his son go.

Little Xing didn't doubt Mu Qing Huan's words and immediately used his short legs to fetch a cup of water for Mu Qing Huan.

After seeing his son walk away, Ji Yuan then said, "We want your certificate."

It was just two simple words.

Opening it and seeing that she recognized every single one of them, but now that they were linked together, Mu Qinghuan didn't understand any of it.

Last time, Ji Yuan had said "marry me." This time, he had said "we will get the certificate."

Did this man put his proposal in his mouth?

Mu Qinghuan looked at him with a stunned expression.

"Your son will definitely interact more and more with the people of the Ji Clan in the future. If you're so worried, why don't you just ask me for a pass and openly become Madam Ji?" As Ji Yuan spoke, he carried Mu Qinghuan to the sofa and naturally picked up the medicine box under the table. He opened the medicine bottle given by the doctor and began to massage Mu Qinghuan's ankles.

It was time for another massage.

Mu Qinghuan's face turned slightly red. Ji Qingyuan's actions were too natural. On the other hand, Mu Qinghuan herself felt a little embarrassed.

After all, this could be considered as an intimate action. Furthermore, it was helping her massage her feet, which made her feel as if she was serving someone. It wasn't good to let them massage her feet.

However, Ji Chenyuan had a calm and composed expression on his face, making Mu Qinghuan feel that she was being a bit unreasonable.

"That... Do you massage often? " In the end, Mu Qinghuan held it in for a long time before she suddenly blurted out these words.

Ji Chenyuan's face darkened visibly. With a cold voice, he asked, "Do I look like someone who serves people often?"

He had already done the work of serving someone without a conscience!

It was one thing for her not to be moved to tears, but she still dared to ask such an idiotic question!

"Cough, cough …" "He looks so proficient …" Mu Qinghuan smiled coyly.

"Stop changing the topic." Ji Yuan cast a cold glance at her.