President Daddy is super fierce

Mu Chixuan raised his head and laughed, extremely proud: "Brother, you know me best, I don't have such good intentions, I am the biggest beneficiary when you broke up with grandpa, how can I speak for you? Mu's is mine, you'd better not snatch it."

"I didn't notice it at all." Mu Xiuhan said lightly, then turned around and left.

Mu Chixuan glanced at the 20-odd car Mu Xiuhan was driving, and then at the heat preservation box in his hand, his smile deepened.

Has the eldest young master of the Mu family, who was so beautiful at sunset, become a family man now?

It was so funny, he couldn't wait to tell the whole world that Mu Xiuhan, who oppressed him everywhere, was so lowly that he washed his hands and cooked for women.

Mu Xiuhan was wearing a set of home clothes and a mask. He had just arrived at the lobby, and was thinking of finding an excuse to go upstairs when he saw a charming figure hurriedly approaching the elevator door.

Qiao Momo, who was wearing professional attire and a high ponytail, had a pure temperament and an intellectual beauty.

"Honey, here." Qiao Momo waved to him.

Mu Xiuhan's thin lips hidden under the mask couldn't help but rise.

Did this woman go downstairs to pick him up because she was afraid that he would be blocked at the front desk?

"I heard that the access control of Yuntian Group is very strict, can I go up?" Mu Xiuhan said deliberately.

"It's okay, I told our manager, and she agrees for you to go up." Qiao Momo smiled and came over to hold his big hand.

Mu Xiuhan lowered his head and looked at the little hand that was holding him tightly, it was soft and delicate, giving people an indescribable sense of security.

Qiao Momo didn't notice the strange expression on the man's face, so she took his hand and led him to the lounge next to the office.

"Everyone is off work, no one comes in." Qiao Momo quietly closed the door, sat down and began to unpack the boxes to eat.

Mu Xiuhan looked at her tired little face from work, feeling extremely distressed.

"Momo, are you tired from work?" The man's voice was hoarse and gentle.

"No, I like work very much and I am very passionate." Qiao Momo shook her head while drinking the soup, and praised casually: "This chicken soup is really delicious, and Uncle Liu's cooking skills are awesome."

Seeing that she was eating with gusto, Mu Xiuhan must be extremely hungry.

If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have talked nonsense with Mu Chixuan in the parking lot and missed his woman's dinner.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you." Mu Xiuhan watched her eat in a hurry and almost choked, so he quickly persuaded her softly.

Qiao Momo stuck out her tongue mischievously at him, blushing, "I'm so hungry."

"Next time, I'll bring it earlier." Mu Xiuhan said fondly.

"Ah, you will always bring me meals in the future?" Qiao Momo was surprised.

How could Mu Xiuhan let her eat in the cafeteria, so busy, she should eat and drink well.

"Well, when you are working overtime, if I have time, I will send it."

"Thank you husband, wait a minute, I'll show you something." After Qiao Momo finished speaking, she turned and ran away.

Mu Xiuhan: "..."

A few minutes later, Qiao Momo raised the letter in her hand: "I'm going to participate in the competition."

"What game?" Mu Xiuhan took it, opened it and took a look.

"Our company was invited to participate in the design master, and my boss gave me a place." Qiao Momo's pretty little mouth was filled with a smile, and she was very happy.

"That's not bad. I got a chance to exercise as soon as I joined the company." Mu Xiuhan was also happy for her. Since she joined the company, he has never interfered with her work. Unexpectedly, she won such an opportunity by herself .

"Actually, it was my manager who gave me this quota in a private way." Qiao Momo said in a low voice.

"Oh? Is that so, your manager is a man?" Mu Xiuhan asked intentionally.

"No, girl, don't get me wrong." Qiao Momo hurriedly explained.

Mu Xiuhan reached out and gently wiped her face with a paper towel, wiping away the rice stains.

"Don't be nervous, I trust you." Mu Xiuhan didn't intend to scare her anymore, and wanted her to eat with peace of mind.

Qiao Momo's heart warmed up, and she lowered her head to eat, but her heart was in a mess.

He believed in himself, but could he really make him feel at ease?

Thinking of the one on the top floor, Qiao Momo was so guilty that she didn't dare to look her husband in the eye.

After dinner, Mu Xiuhan decided to stay here until Qiao Momo got off work.

"How about you sit in my office." Qiao Momo grabbed his hand and led him to the office.

Mu Xiuhan subconsciously reached out and pulled the mask up.

When Qiao Momo saw it, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. In fact, she didn't care about his disfigurement at all, but he definitely did.

Entering the office, there were several colleagues there. They were all surprised when they saw Mu Xiuhan. They were surprised that his neck was injured and there were scars on his face.

"This is my husband." Qiao Momo hurriedly introduced to curious colleagues.

Mu Xiuhan lowered his eyes and watched Qiao Momo introduce himself naturally. His heart seemed to be warmed like spring by the sunshine.

"You sit next to me. There are books here. You can read them. This is my water cup. If you are thirsty, drink it." After Qiao Momo arranged him, he started to work.

Sitting next to her, Mu Xiuhan could see her working up close. He felt that it was worth the trip.

Qiao Momo is revising his design draft, devoting herself to it.

Next to him, Mu Xiuhan was obedient and quiet, with deep night eyes, looking at the woman beside him who was working seriously from time to time.

Her profile is beautiful, she occasionally bites the tip of the pen, cute and mischievous.

Qiao Momo felt the burning eyes beside her, she immediately turned her head and blinked at Mu Xiuhan.

Mu Xiuhan's heart was beating wildly.

This woman's sweet and lovely appearance is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Wait for another half an hour, I can go home after I finish painting." Qiao Momo was afraid that he would be impatient, so she comforted him softly.

"It's okay, I like to watch you work." Mu Xiuhan was not in a hurry at all, he even hoped that this quiet time could be longer.

Qiao Momo's pretty face blushed instantly, she lowered her head shyly, and continued to work.

"Momo, you are so lucky. You can still eat hot meals from your husband when you work overtime." Zhang Hui suddenly walked over with an envious tone.

Qiao Momo immediately said embarrassedly: "I told him not to come, but he refused."

"Oh, if only I could find a man as good as your husband." Zhang Hui said with longing.

"Yes, I will." Qiao Momo really didn't want to show affection, he kept Mu Xiuhan by his side because he was afraid that he would be bored by himself.

Zhang Hui immediately handed over a book: "Momo, I got this when I went abroad, I hope it can be helpful to you."

"Wow, isn't this the design manuscript of a famous master? How did you get it?" Qiao Momo took it with a look of surprise.

"It was because of a friend that I gave away a copy."

"Thank you, Zhang Hui, I just wanted to read these books." Qiao Momo was very grateful.

"Well, you're welcome." After Zhang Hui finished speaking, she returned to her place.

After more than half an hour, Qiao Momo finished painting. She stood up and stretched.

"Honey, go home." Qiao Momo said softly as she tidied up the table.

"Okay." Mu Xiuhan got up, Qiao Momo looked even more petite and dainty against her tall body.

Zhang Hui secretly took a photo and sent it to Cheng Xiyao.

Qiao Momo took Mu Xiuhan out of the company, and the two drove back separately.

Cheng Xiyao called: "Ugly people do more mischief, give a dinner, and show off to everyone, is it disgusting or not?"

"That's right, deliberately feeding dog food to us single dogs, even with neck injuries."

"He must have offended someone again and was beaten. Leave her alone. People like her must be too lacking in love, so they can't wait to tell everyone that she is loved."

"Well, Miss Cheng, I'm approaching her."

"Don't let her find out."

"I will, don't worry." Zhang Hui hung up the phone, staring at Qiao Momo's desk, thinking about how to put the recorder on her.

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