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Mu Qiqi wanted to reject him, but the little fellow already took her work and ran over, not giving her any chance to react at all.

"Oh, my dear Star, no!"

However, no one responded to her call.

Helplessly glancing at the bedroom door, she sat down in front of the drawing board again and started to create the beautiful girl that was requested by the website.

"..."

In the study.

Little Xing excitedly showed Mommy's painting to Daddy, "Daddy, Daddy, do you see Mommy's painting?"

The cold-faced man was in the middle of a video call with someone when the little guy suddenly rushed in. He had no choice but to stop talking on the phone, shut the computer, and walked out from behind the desk.

"What did you take?"

He had clearly heard the content of the little fellow's shouts while it was running away, but he still asked the question on purpose.

"Is Daddy going to look at the drawing of Mommy's creation?" The little guy carefully lifted the painting, raising his head with a face full of pride.

Mo Yan Jue slowly crouched down and took the painting from the little guy's hands. He took a deep look at it and frowned.

Wasn't this stupid woman refusing to acknowledge that she was painting him even when she was beaten to death?

Why did he draw another painting in the blink of an eye?

And it was surprisingly similar!

"Daddy, do you like it?" The little guy was still in a state of excitement, and didn't notice the change in expression on his father's face at all.

With a slightly gloomy face, she replied while gritting her teeth, "I like it, I really like it!"

With that, he rubbed the top of his son's head, "Go and play by yourself." Daddy wants to talk to Mommy. "

A hint of a ghost and horse spirit could be seen in his black eyes. He looked at Ye Zichen with a smile, "Daddy, are you going to praise Mommy?"

His handsome face became even more gloomy as he fiercely said, "Yes, praise her well!"

"Oh yeah, that's great! Daddy, you have to do your best to win Mommy's heart as soon as possible!" The biggest wish of the little guy was to be able to see his dad and Mommy enter the marriage hall.

Facing his son's agitation, Mo Yan's face darkened.

Was he carrying the wrong child?

Why was it always directed towards outsiders?

"Hurry, hurry! Remember to think of some nice words to praise Mommy!" The little fellow was even more anxious than he was as it pushed him towards the door of the study.

Mo Yan was speechless. What kind of ability did this stupid woman have to be able to coax his son to such a state? There was really no room for negotiation in trying to screw him over as his own father!

Reluctantly, the little guy was pushed to the door of the stupid woman's bedroom. He turned his head gloomily, only to discover that the little guy had already run away.

Staring furiously at the door before him, he pushed it open without hesitation and entered with the painting in his hand.

"Woman, can you explain it to me?"

Mu Qiqi, who was concentrating on painting, was startled by the man's opening the door and the cold voice.

He shivered all over, and then his clear eyes turned to look at the angry man.

"Explain what?" Mu Qiqi put down her brush, stood up, and fearlessly looked at him.

"Just a moment ago, you said righteously that you didn't paint me, but now, you drew another one. Woman, don't you feel that your face is hurting?"

"Ha!" Mu Qiqi unceremoniously sneered, "Your eye saw that I drew you?"

His handsome face was getting angrier by the second. Mo Yan put the painting in his hand against his own face and said angrily, "Do you dare to say that is not the case?"

The corner of Mu Qiqi's mouth held a smile, and she beckoned to the little star who was hiding at the door and eavesdropping, "Darling Xing, come! "Come in!"

When the eavesdropping was discovered, the little guy lowered his mouth and reluctantly pushed the door open. "Mommy, are you looking for me?"

"Come!" The smile on Mu Qiqi's face was very bright. As the child approached her, she squatted down and revealed her cute face in front of Mo Yan Jue. She proudly asked, "What do you dare to say doesn't look like?"