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The battle between father and son finally ended with Mu Qiqi's cleverness.

Relieved, she walked towards the kitchen.

After working methodically for a while, they finally prepared a sumptuous dinner.

As they walked towards the dining table, Mu Qiqi caught a glimpse of father and son playing in the living room.

The usually cold, stinking man was now accompanying Little Star and playing with the cat.

Furthermore, according to her observation, when Little Star placed the bean bun in the man's arms, he didn't react too violently. Instead, he stroked the bun's soft fur, and the corner of his mouth curled up very high.

Mu Qiqi couldn't help but doubt if this man's obsession with cleanliness was real or fake.

….

After dinner, when Mu Qiqi saw Mo YanJue accompanying Little Star, she lowered her head and went into the room.

Since she had just entered the workplace, there were many things she needed to learn, so she had to spend more time and effort in private.

And today, Manager Li had talked to her and told her that she must design five sets of the latest type of children's clothing within three days.

Although she had always been confident in her painting skills, she still felt a bit pressured in the face of clothing design.

He didn't know where he got so much courage at that time, to actually dare to raise a pen in front of so many of his peers. Luckily, he got the approval of the manager. If his design failed, he would be in deep trouble.

She scratched her messy hair and forced herself to calm down. Then she picked up the brush on the table and started to draw according to her own thoughts.

….

In the crack where the bedroom door was ajar.

A tall figure stood there.

Her deep and limitless gaze fell on the straight back of the room, the long and elegant black hair draped gently over her shoulders, the tight white t-shirt tightly wrapped around her petite back, and the loose and baggy shorts were badly judged by Duke Mo Yan, but it still didn't affect the beautiful scene of the peaceful days.

After standing there for a while, he thought of the report Zhou Hua had given him. "Miss Mu goes from the manor to the company three times a day …" He couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

….

The two designs allowed Mu Qi to last until midnight.

Looking at the time, she put down her paintbrush and stretched her stiff, sore arms and neck. She stood up from the chair.

Fortunately, no matter how hard it took, he was still able to finish two pieces. He didn't know if the manager would be able to do it.

She dragged herself to the bathroom for a hot bath and climbed into bed.

Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps she had already gotten used to it over the past few days, but tonight, it wasn't difficult for her to fall asleep, and her sleep quality was especially good.

He slept until dawn, and the first thing he saw was the little guy's soft and cute face. His little hand was wrapped around her neck as he intimately leaned against her cheek.

"Mommy, are you awake?"

Mu Qiqi narrowed her eyes. After a good night's sleep, her complexion had become different. She comfortably turned her body over and pulled the little guy into her embrace.

"Darling, why did you wake up so early?"

The little guy caressed her cheeks and said with a pained heart, "Mummy, it's almost 8 o'clock. Did you have a hard time working? Did you sleep until now think it was still early?"

"What?" Mu Qiqi sat up and quickly went to find her phone. She looked at the screen until it was 5: 00 PM and her eyeballs were about to pop out.

How could she be sleeping so soundly? She didn't even hear the alarm clock ring?

An alarm clock?

When she suddenly thought of the alarm clock, Mu Qiqi curiously turned her head, "Darling Xing, did you turn it off?"

"It's Daddy's fault. Daddy wants you to sleep longer!"