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Mu Rong holds Lu nianyi's hand, but Lu nianyi can feel that he is in a bad mood.

Also, no matter how bad the relationship between father and son, such doubt is quite hurtful.

"Wood." Cried Lu Nian in a crisp voice.

"Well." Wooden face is puzzled to look at Lu nianyi.

"I have something to say to you. You squat down slightly." Lu Nian made a small move towards him.

Wooden face slightly squatted down, Lu Niang put his arms around his neck, printed a kiss on her face directly, and made a chirp.

After the kiss, she turned her head shyly.

The face of the wood is stupefied for a while, then the eyebrows and eyes are relaxed, then the voice comes out with a low smile, tightly hugging Lu nianyi's waist, "one, thank you."

"We don't have to talk about that."

"One by one, you are my dear baby."

As soon as Lu Niang has a headache, the Chinese language of Murong is actually very good, that is, she occasionally jumps out a few words that make her laugh and cry, "Murong, don't talk around, study Chinese well, who is your baby."

"It's you, my dear baby."

Lu Nian's face was very dry, pink as peach blossom, and his face was very uncomfortable.

Wooden face seldom sees her like this. Many times, she is just like a little Royal sister. She is very domineering.

He looked at the heart and gave her a kiss.

As soon as Lu Niang pushed him away, "OK, on the main road, don't do that. Let's go back quickly."

"This is the first thing you have to do."

"I'm not looking at you as a pitiful little man, sympathizing with you. Don't push your foot."

Murong laughed even more happily. "One, go to my place for dinner tonight. I'll let my mother cook soup. Her cooking skills have been in a mess for so many years, but soup making is unique."

"Can you compare with my father?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen my father-in-law's cooking." Murong's words are sour.

"Cheeky, I haven't been cleaned up enough by my father last time, and I was thinking about going to my house for dinner, so you are not afraid that he will clean up you again."

"Not afraid. My father-in-law gives me a feeling of fatherly love."

He is so big that his biological father has never treated him like that. Although he has some face in front of so many people, he can see it through his intimacy.

Because he never stopped him from associating with Lu Nian, which shows that he recognized him. After all, he was the treasure in his heart and was abducted by a man.

It's natural that he's upset. It's nothing to let him kick his feet out.

Wooden face has figured this out for a long time.

"Kimono, are you a masochist?" Lu Nian stared at Mu Rong like a ghost.

"I only accept future father-in-law's maltreatment. No one else can do it."

"Kimono, you're not ill. How can I feel that when you mention my father, you are always full of fanaticism."

"One by one, I'm your dad's little fan."

Lu nianyi looked at the wooden face and saw that his eyes were full of sincerity. He couldn't help laughing.

"Well, my father is so proud and charming. He has many small fans. But what's with your dad? It's only a few days since your mother came to city A. how can he come here? He is reluctant to divorce your mother? "

"He is certainly not willing to leave when he is married. He has a wife for so many years, and he can do anything recklessly to enjoy the happiness of the same people. He has always been the envy of others. How can he be willing to divorce because of his age?"

"Then do you have a strategy?"

"There's no good way, but this place is not his place. Since he's here, he can't leave so easily. If this marriage can't leave, he can't leave."

Lu Nian's eyes widened. "Are you going to imprison your father?"

"One by one, why do you think so of me? What you said is so ugly. I haven't seen my father for many years. I want to stay with him for a few more days to improve my father son relationship." Wooden face with a smile.

Lu nianyi looks at the wooden face, and the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes that love is not so simple. The man's mind is very heavy. Maybe all of this is in his expectation.

As soon as Mu Zhenhua checked into the hotel, Mu Ling's phone rang to ask if he had found the truth.

"No, there is no evidence that Murong and Miss Lu are not present. There is no surveillance video of the place where you were beaten. There is no way to find it." Mu Zhenhua has just eaten shriveled food in Murong. He is in a bad mood.

However, Muling didn't realize it at this time. "Dad, it must have been premeditated. It must have been designed in advance. It must have something to do with them."

"I just asked you to come and ask him to go back. What are you going to provoke his girlfriend to do? If you don't mess up, will you fall into this situation? You can't blame anyone. "

Mu Ling's voice suddenly weakened, and he said, "Dad, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb for me. You know what you have done. If you mess around in other people's territory, you will bear the result. You think you are in Singapore. If you do something wrong, there are a lot of people to clean up the mess for you. That's all for now. When you're well fed, you can go back to me. "

After a moment's hesitation, Muling cried discontentedly, "Dad, what do you mean? Are you asking me to think that it didn't happen? I'm almost killed. "

"If you have the ability, you can get justice for yourself. I won't stop you. If you don't have the ability, get back to me. Don't make me lose face here."

After saying that, Mu Zhenhua hung up the phone directly, only to feel the pain in the brain.

"Master, don't think about the second young master's business. Let him teach a long lesson."

Mu Zhenhua nodded. "Have you found Cheng Qiao's residence?"

"Madame she lives with the eldest young master."

Mu Zhenhua slapped the table, "I knew it would be like this, otherwise I would not be brainwashed so quickly."

"I can't stay in city a for long. We'll go to find Cheng Qiao before we go home."

As soon as Cheng Qiao knew that Lu nianyi was going to have dinner, she began to work early. Now she is bored to stay at home every day. She likes to find something to do for herself.

She cooks a big pot of soup, only waiting for her son and future daughter-in-law, waiting for mu Zhenhua.

Looking at the two people standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment. Before she could say anything, Mu Zhenhua and Panghai had already come in.

"I said, are you two a little polite? Can other people's houses enter freely?"

Mu Zhenhua sat directly on the sofa and smelled a smell. He couldn't help asking, "what is stewing in the kitchen?"

"For mirong and soup one by one."

"So intimate, so quick to recognize that girl?"

"This is my business. It has nothing to do with you. What are you doing here?" Cheng Qiao looks at Mu Zhenhua.

"I'm hungry. Give me a bowl of soup." Of course, the way of Muzhen Huali. "It's for my son, not for you. If you want to drink soup, go to the hotel."