To be honest, nanlinmo feels a little hypocritical.

He admitted that when he went to Linlang Bay, he was really hit by Muqiao's family. He was so heavy that he didn't even want to go to work.

I'm sure I can't go home. Mu Yan is on a business trip and Jing Qian goes to school. My home is deserted and my heart must be more blocked.

I had no choice but to stroll around in the blinking Grand Cherokee with an unlit cigarette in my mouth.

It's the kind that has no purpose and no plan. It's where you drive.

While driving, the man thought hypocritically.

He is nearly 37 years old this year, Mu Yan is 30 years old, and Jing Qian is 8 years old. Recently, many brothers have begun to have a second child, so he is also in a hurry.

If we delay for a few more years, won't it be impossible to have a baby?

But looking at Muyan's current situation, the second child can't be born this year, and we'll make do with it next year.

Think so, the man's heart is even more blocked.

It's really lonely for too long. When they feel the warmth of their family for a long time, they all want to hold on tightly for fear that they will slip away if they don't pay attention.

On this thought, he took out cigarettes, sat in the car and smoked three. Finally, the whole carriage was full of blue and white smoke.

After taking the last breath, crush out the cigarette butts, and then open the window for ventilation.

After driving around for more than ten minutes, I really itched.

After looking at the time, the man suddenly lifted the corner of his lips, picked up his mobile phone, clicked on a software on it, and his slender and powerful fingers clicked a few times on the screen.

Then, the smile on the corners of the man's lips deepened.

Like making a decision, the man frowned, started the car and left.

At that time, Xi Muyan just came back from the meeting.

It was better for her to go to France in the name of Qian.

Except for two months off before giving birth and three months off after giving birth, she studied at school all the time.

Major is design, interior design.

That's what she likes.

After she came back from France, she opened a studio herself. No one participated in it, and no one knew that it was Miss Xi's studio. Everything started from scratch.

Fortunately, in recent years, it has developed well and has emerged in the interior design industry of Jiangcheng.

This time I came to Jingcheng mainly for bidding.

The interior design of an office building has attracted her attention for a long time, so she attaches great importance to it. She even came to the meeting in person.

When she spoke, although she was more confident, on the whole, she was afraid that someone would dig at the foot of the wall.

In cooperation, she has never said her true identity, so it is still risky to compete with some companies with more information.

I'm afraid some interested people will secretly buy off experts and judges.

"Miss Xi!"

When he wanted to go out of the hall, a cry came from behind. Xi Muyan looked around and nodded slightly, "Mr. Lu."

The man pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile, "you're very aggressive this time. You'll probably get into this project."

Xi Muyan smiled modestly, "Mr. Lu, you're welcome. Our company is very small and can't compare with your big companies. If you are lucky to win the bid, you're lucky to be hit by me."

"Miss Xi is so modest. It's hot. Would you like to have a drink together?"

Xi Muyan looked at the hot sun outside and nodded happily, "OK."

They found a Starbucks and ordered coffee.

Lu Chuan's eyes have been staring at Xi Muyan's face. Xi Muyan is a little embarrassed.

She had known Lu Chuan for several years and vaguely knew that he was a little fond of him, but they usually cooperated more and broke the embarrassment of both sides, so they didn't say.

"Well, as far as I know, Miss Xi is not married yet, is she?"

Xi Muyan took a sip of coffee and nodded.

Lu Chuan's face obviously showed an excited expression, which made Xi Muyan's scalp numb. He was also very upset. He secretly said that he should not promise to have a drink together.

I'm really afraid of what comes.

The man on the opposite side straightened his glasses and said, "Miss Xi, we haven't known each other for a day or two. We want to be very familiar with each other, know the roots and the bottom, and know the character of both sides."

Xi Muyan pulled the corners of his mouth and continued to pretend to be a fool.

"In fact, I liked you as early as a year ago, but I always felt too abrupt and didn't say it. Anyway, Miss Xi is single now. You might as well consider me?"

When Xi Muyan lowered his head and sipped his coffee, he narrowed his eyes in distress.

When she put down her coffee cup and looked up, her face was wavless, and her lips were angry with a faint smile, Jiao but not Mei, not affectation. This is what fascinated Lu Chuan.

"Mr. Lu, you still don't know my situation. I'm single. Yes, but I have an eight year old son."

The smile on Lu Chuan's face stiffened, and he asked incredulously, "adopted?"

Xi Muyan smiled and shook his head, "no, my own."

At present, Lu Chuan's face is even more ugly.

He obviously didn't expect that Xi Muyan looked like he was in his twenties and had a hot figure. He even had an eight year old son!

"Have you ever been married?"

"No."

Lu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "then you..."

"Yes, I'm a single mother."

Speaking of this matter, Xi Muyan was very calm without any embarrassment, as if he said that the weather was very good today.

Jing Qian will never be a disgrace to her. He is her whole and her pride. Therefore, she is proud every time she talks about children.

Moreover, the child, studious, progressive and sensible, is indeed worthy of her pride.

Lu Chuan looked at the woman whose face was filled with maternal love and was deeply shocked.

After a while, he swallowed his saliva and asked, "the child's father."

Xi Muyan lifted up a wisp of long hair hanging from his forehead, lowered his head and smiled, "the child's father..."

"The child's father is very good and doesn't bother you."

A word suddenly came from behind. Xi Muyan was so surprised that the coffee cup he had just picked up almost buckled on the table.

The sound

I thought I was an illusion, but my warm hand suddenly covered her shoulder. The familiar breath rushed into the nasal cavity and reached the bottom of my heart, causing waves of throbbing.

She seemed petrified and turned her neck one by one. When the man's face came into view, her inexplicable nose was sour and almost cried.

The man stepped forward and sat down beside her.

I didn't mean to shake hands. I just introduced to Lu Chuan, "my name is nanlinmo, from Jiangcheng, the executive president of Guanglin entertainment company, the man of Xi Muyan, and the biological father of her eight year old son."