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"Mother, mother …" "I want to hug her." After Aimi returned, Lin Muhan brought Mi Xue to the old house, asking her to accompany her and Aimi Jr.

"Aimi, mother loves you, you are a gift from heaven to mother!" Mi Xue hugged Aimi, her face filled with happiness.

"Mom, next time, come with us for a trip. Dad will go too."

"Sure, as long as you want to …"

"Daddy, I'm coming!" Aimi broke free from Mi Xue's grasp and rushed to Lin Muhan, who was in the midst of talking to him. Lin Muhan half squatted as he opened his arms wide and pulled the little girl, who was rushing towards him, into his arms.

"Dad, Mom and I miss you!"

"Is that so? "Father also misses Aimi," Lin Muhan looked at the distant Mi Xue who was slowly walking over. She wore an irregular long dress with the color of flax, her snow-white skin was like a porcelain doll, she was so skinny and small, making people want to protect her.

"You don't want your mother with your father?" Mi Xue stood beside Lin Muhan and looked up at the father and son duo. Aimi's appearance wasn't as deep as Lin Muhan's, but his straight nose and thin lips looked exactly the same as Lin Muhan's.

"Mom, yesterday you said you missed Dad too?" Aimi's face looked young and tender

"Oh ~ I haven't come to dinner with you guys for only two days, and you're already missing me?"

"I don't think about you at all. It was Aimi who screamed about wanting to see you every day."

"Is that so? "Looks like Aimi is lying and reporting about military affairs, my little informants can't do that," Lin Muhan put Aimi down and pretended to be helpless.

"Intelligence officer?" Mi Xue walked forward to smooth out the wrinkles on Lin Muhan's clothes that had been left after hugging him for a while, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"He called me this morning and told me that he had information that you missed me. He was very unhappy and wanted me to come quickly."

"Hm!" It seems! Mi Xue looked at Lin Muhan, and the two held back their laughter. Aimi, who was at the side, saw that his lie had been seen through, jumped into Old Master Lin's embrace like a wisp of smoke, and looked at the two adults innocently.

"Alright, alright, follow me!" But Michelle... I miss you, okay? " Lin Muhan used his lips to say "I miss you".

Mi Xue looked at Lin Muhan.

"Xue'er, I have something important to tell you. Follow me!"

"What is it?"

"It's a private matter. Come at me!"

Lin Muhan dragged Mi Xue into his room and closed the door, then directly threw the unknown Mi Xue onto the bed. "Muhan …" Mi Xue rebuked Lin Muhan with a glance, "I missed you, Xue'er". Lin Muhan narrowed his eyes and sealed Mi Xue's mouth, which wanted to refuse.

He didn't know when he had become unable to control his emotions and desires. This wasn't the life path that Lin Muhan had originally set himself, but this was what Mi Xue's husband should look like. He felt that he was living more like a human than a god without the smell of fireworks.

"What have you been doing these past two days?" After a few moments of craziness, Lin Muhan looked at the ceiling in a daze as he hugged Mi Xue. Not only was he busy with company matters these past few days, he had also been thinking of ways and means to investigate Yan Yumeng, because during the recent few banquets, he had seen this woman who gave him a special feeling. Not all of the banquets he had attended, and it was impossible for him to go. He turned around and kissed the blissful little woman in his arms. He thought to himself, I must protect you well and not allow anything to happen to you again!

"Have you checked it out?" Lin Muhan sat at the desk, drinking his coffee and asking.

"When our people found Yan Yumeng in the United States, they found the man with her who went overseas. She was also her teacher's son, Zhao Ruigang.

"Did you find out the reason?" Lin Muhan's face was full of suspicion

"He never answered."

"So you haven't found anything?"

"Oh, her classmates in the United States said that she was very diligent and diligent when she first came here. Afterwards, she began skipping school all day and rarely saw anyone. Then, she suddenly became rich and her personality became difficult to get close to. Then, she transferred back to her hometown."

"Suddenly generous? You want to leave school in the United States and go back to your home country? "

"Keep looking. I think this woman isn't simple …"

"CEO, do we need to keep looking at this student?" Secretary Shen did not understand

"When did I need you to teach me how to do things?" Lin Muhan looked at Secretary Shen's expressionless face. He had investigated this matter for too long but still failed to find anything.

At the same time, in an apartment building in a well-known college, Yan Yumeng looked in the mirror to fix up her makeup, and said to Deng Xiaobei who was seated at the side, "Call Mi Xue and tell her that you invited her out. Tell her that you have something important to tell her …" She looked at her young and beautiful face, made an innocent expression, and then immediately lifted the left corner of her mouth, instantly returning to her graceful smile.

"I might not be able to ask her out, it's been a long time since she came to learn flower arranging," Deng Xiaobei bit her lips and looked at Yan Yumeng timidly, as if she was a servant or master in an ancient costume drama.

"If I ask you to call me, you can." Yan Yumeng put down the foundation in her hands, stood up and touched Deng Xiaobei's face: "Don't tell me you don't want to meet our good friend?", her eyes that were as gentle as water revealed a trace of gentleness, as though Deng Xiaobei was her most beloved person.

"Xiao Xue, it's Xiao Bei. I haven't seen you in a long time. Are you sick?"

"Oh ~ that's right, I wasn't feeling too well previously, so I didn't go …" Mi Xue was stunned for a moment. She felt that lying to her friends like this really wasn't good …

"Oh ~ How are you right now?" Deng Xiaobei looked at Yan Yumeng as she made a call. Yan Yumeng raised her chin to indicate for her to get to the main point

Mi Xue's heart was warm. Right now, her only best friend was Deng Xiaobei, the best friend she had was Deng Xiaobei. Deng Xiaobei had told her everything about her entire life, but she had never revealed much about her own life.

"Xiao Xue, why don't you come out and meet up with me? I miss you a lot!"

"Um... "Alright, Little Bei, I can't do it today. I have other things to do, so I'll go tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'll treat you to some delicious food!"

"Alright then, tomorrow, see you later," Deng Xiaobei sighed in relief and hung up the phone.

"Why tomorrow?" Yan Yumeng frowned with an impatient face.

"I don't know either, maybe she's not feeling well," Deng Xiaobei said helplessly.

"If that's the case, then I still have a banquet to perform at tonight, so I'll make an appointment tomorrow night!" Yan Yumeng shook her head regretfully as she opened the wardrobe and gestured at the exquisite costumes.

She turned around and saw Deng Xiaobei in a daze, and her expression was filled with conflict …

"Little Bei, you have to understand who is the best person for you. Besides, I just want to be friends with Michelle. You know who you and I have to rely on in the future."

"I know, but I don't want to lie to Mi Xue. Are you sure that the reason why you are getting close to Lin Muhan is only to profit from the company, and not to harm Mi Xue?"

"Why would I hurt her? "You know how much pain I've suffered so far, and the company I've given you a portion of the shares …" Yan Yumeng's expression was currently warped, and no one knew what she had experienced.

"Yumeng, we grew up together, but why did I discover that you had changed?"

Deng Xiaobei looked at this woman who had grown up with her. She had fallen out with Zhao Ruigang Jr.

The first thing he did when she returned to school was to move herself from the dormitory to the luxurious apartment. Other than her unstable temperament, everything else was good. A few months ago, she had registered for her for the flower arranging class, but when she got to know her well, Yumeng suddenly said that she wanted to learn too. It turned out that it was because of Mi Xue's identity that she wanted to get closer to her.

Deng Xiaobei looked at Yan Yumeng silently. There was nothing she could say, she could only blame herself for not being able to earn enough money to support Yan Yumeng and herself, hence Yan Yumeng had to put in all her effort to earn money.

As for Yan Yumeng who was reflected in the mirror, her elegant face no longer showed any of the pain and malevolence she had shown before. What remained was dignity and self-confidence.

"Why do I sometimes find you strange?" Seeing such a Yan Yumeng, Deng Xiaobei could not help but blurt out. Could it be that such an elegant temperament was brought back from a trip to the Nation?

"..." Yan Yumeng seemed to have not heard her words and went out.

At the same time, Mi Xue was in the cloakroom picking out gowns as well. Lin Muhan had specially invited a designer team of high-end custom-made European dresses for Mi Xue, so all the clothes in the cloakroom were the only designs exclusive to Mi Xue.

"Xue'er, you're so beautiful!" Lin Muhan's face was filled with deep emotion as he looked at the red and white dress he had just changed into.

"This one was just delivered by Vincent today. I think it's simple and generous. The ankle design has lengthened the height ratio. I like it. It has improved …" Michelle commented as she put on her earrings in front of the mirror.

"Seems like it's time to give him a bonus." Lin Muhan looked at Mi Xue, who was extremely familiar with fashion, as if she had not lost her memories yet.

"Time to go! Otherwise, others would say that the President of the Lin's Group, along with his wife, would be late if they were to attend the event. Mi Xue held Lin Muhan's arm and walked out.

"Then I will always be late, so no one will blame you."

"..."

"President lin, Mrs. Lin, please come in," the doorman said as he bowed towards her and gestured for her to come in. Mi Xue held Lin Muhan's hand as she walked slowly, she had already gotten used to this kind of social gathering and could occasionally even chat with the other wives and families. Deep down, her social habits and temperament were slowly being awakened.

"Muhan, today's music is your favorite," Mi Xue raised her wine glass and smiled at Lin Muhan. She was especially charming under the cover of the light and the wine cup.

"I really like this piano piece, but let's talk about the past …" At that time, Meng Yuyan always liked to talk about this piece to Lin Muhan, and because Lin Muhan hated him, he did not touch the records again.

"It's her again, what is she up to?" Lin Muhan silently thought in his heart. This was the nth time he had met her, and there were many times when he had vaguely sensed that this woman's gaze had been on him the entire time. Once, she had even accidentally bumped into him in the washroom. Lin Muhan's heart sank as he looked at the lady who was playing the piano in the corner of the hall.