Twin Births: My Great CEO Husband

Article 1562. Only after getting on the plane can he truly be considered to have left.    

    

Who knew that Tingting, who had always been astute, would not cooperate at this moment. She desperately turned her head to look back. "Little Uncle -"    

    

... "Tong Tong's face could not help but turn black.    

    

To put it bluntly, the little girl used all her strength. For the sake of her beloved "Little Uncle," she, Little Aunt, only enjoyed some attention along the way.    

    

Tingting's shout immediately attracted the attention of Mr. Mu and the others.    

    

The air instantly turned cold. Tong Tong stiffly pulled out a smile and was about to say something when Qu Yihong took the contract from her hands without batting an eyelid.    

    

Facing Mr. Mu's slightly dissatisfied gaze, Qu Yihong lazily smiled. "Tingting's entire body is dirty. It is time to let Tong Tong bring her home to wash properly. Come, let's continue."    

    

After Qu Yihong said those words, although Tingting had an unhappy expression, she still snuggled up to Tong Tong. "Alright!"    

    

Tong Tong revealed a faint smile. "Mr. Mu, I'm really sorry!"    

    

Mr. Mu stared at her for a long time before he nodded slowly. "You look like you want to go home."    

    

"I'm sorry." Tong Tong smiled awkwardly. "Guoer is right. I really can't put all my energy into my career."    

    

Mr. Mu waved his hand expressionlessly. "Before I change my mind, leave as soon as possible!"    

    

"Thank you!" Tong Tong pulled Tingting and gave a deep bow. "Welcome Mr. Mu to our place as a guest."    

    

Mr. Mu maintained his position and did not say a word.    

    

Tong Tong quietly pulled Tingting and turned around to walk out.    

    

Bai Guoer looked at the scene in front of her with a smile that was not a smile but did not say anything.    

    

Qu Yihong placed the contract in front of Bai Guoer and pointed to the place where the signature was placed. Bai Guoer was still considered quick-witted and when she saw the situation, she quickly smiled and signed her name.    

    

Qu Yihong stood up gracefully and extended his big palm towards Mr. Mu. With a smile on his face, he said, "Happy cooperation!"    

    

Mr. Mu looked at Qu Yihong's palm coldly. "Not very happy!"    

    

Qu Yihong laughed in a hoarse voice and said, "I hope there will be a chance to cooperate next time..."    

    

Mr. Mu used a domineering gesture to stop Qu Yihong from being polite. "Don't say things that you don't want to say. Everyone knows what you are thinking right now. What you are thinking right now is - I better not appear in front of you again in this lifetime."    

    

Qu Yihong's eyes were filled with a smile. "The one who knows me is Mr. Mu!"    

    

Mr. Mu's face darkened. "I will say the same thing again. Before I change my mind..."    

    

Before Mr. Mu could finish, Qu Yihong stood up and left. "I will disappear from here immediately."    

    

Before he finished his words, Qu Yihong's background had already disappeared from the exit. Soon, even his footsteps had disappeared.    

    

Xia Yunchuan stared at the scene in front of him in shock. He slowly stood up and scratched his head. Should he take his leave?    

    

The contract that he had just signed did not seem to have begun discussing the details and had not been formally handed over to Bai Guoer.    

    

"Mr. Mu's handwriting is really handsome." Bai Guoer exclaimed and her eyes widened, "I have never seen such beautiful English."    

    

It had to be said that Bai Guoer had her own philosophy. It was more than enough to be Director of Public Relations. At this moment, it showed her value.    

    

The black-faced Mr. Mu finally turned around. "Miss Bai really knows how to talk."    

    

"I am speaking the truth!" Bai Guoer, who was as gentle as water, had a peach blossom on her face. "Mr. Mu, why are you so perfect..."    

    

...    

    

After hastily tidying up for Tingting and changing into clean clothes, Tong Tong finally broke into a smile. "This is our Tingting!"    

    

After washing up and changing into new and beautiful clothes, the proud little princess came back again.    

    

"But I still want to sleep." Tingting started to stretch and hug Tong Tong's waist, feeling tired, "Little Aunt, let's sleep earlier okay..."    

    

"Not good." As the rhythmic footsteps got closer and closer, Qu Yihong appeared at the door with the duffel bag in his hand.    

    

"Ah, where is Little Uncle going?" Tingting was shocked.    

    

Qu Yihong walked forward and stretched out his hand to Tingting, "Go home now."    

    

"Ah?!" Tong Tong subconsciously glanced at Xia Yunchuan's room." Xia Second Young Master hasn't come up yet. "    

    

Qu Yihong carried Tingting and said firmly, "If you want to leave smoothly, you better take care of yourself first."    

    

A few seconds of silence. Tong Tong turned around and packed her luggage. She walked to the corridor before Qu Yihong.    

    

Tingting rubbed her eyes and stared at the two of them in disbelief, "Can we really go home?"    

    

Qu Yihong quickened his pace, "When did little uncle lie to Baby?"    

    

"Yay!" Tingting's eyes were immediately filled with stars. Her small hands reached into the air and her hands were in the position of scissors. She was so happy that her face turned red. "I am still the smartest."    

    

She saw that as soon as she made her move. Indeed, Little Aunt was afraid. He obediently followed Little Uncle home!    

    

This time, Tao Tao and Tao would definitely sincerely admit that she was the child king of Banshan Garden! ...    

    

Tong Tong could not help but slow down her footsteps and silently focused on Tingting's excited little face. Her eyes gradually turned red.    

    

"It is best to be faster!" Qu Yihong lowered his voice and calmly looked around. "Only after getting on the plane can we truly leave."    

    

Tingting widened her eyes in horror. "Little Uncle, is that Old Uncle that fierce?"    

    

Qu Yihong kissed Tingting's forehead and did not explain anything. He only quickened his pace.    

    

Tong Tong acutely noticed that Mr. Mu's subordinates had appeared at the entrance of the restaurant. It was obvious that the people that Mr. Mu had called to find Tingting had not dispersed. This made her feel somewhat uneasy.    

    

Qu Yihong glanced at the weapons on the waists of those people, and motioned for Tong Tong to quicken her pace and leave.    

    

Fortunately, nothing happened, and the three of them smoothly left the restaurant.    

    

"Mr. Qu, please get in the car. We will send you off." A subordinate of Mr. Mu followed them and pointed at one of their cars.    

    

Tong Tong was about to thank him when Qu Yihong smiled. "We still want to walk around outside, so we don't need to trouble you guys. Help me say thank you to Mr. Mu!"    

    

The subordinate saw that Qu Yihong's tone was firm, so he didn't say anything else and stepped back.    

    

Tingting laid on Qu Yihong's shoulder and looked curiously at the car. "Little Uncle, are we really not going to sit in their car?"    

    

She was still very tired and did not want to go shopping at all. Instead, she wanted to take the plane back as soon as possible so that she could boast to Tao Tao and Tao earlier.    

    

"Yes." Qu Yihong dealt with the little loli. He strode and took a turn.    

    

As soon as the three of them made a turn, an off-road vehicle came whistling over. It stopped beside them and opened the car door.    

    

"Get in the car." Qu Yihong turned around and said to Tong Tong.    

    

Tong Tong looked at him in surprise. She thought for a while and obediently got in the car.    

    

Qu Yihong followed and carried Tingting in. "Drive faster..."    

    

Before he finished speaking, the off-road vehicle instantly sped away, leaving the restaurant far behind.    

    

"That's not right." Tingting blinked her eyes, "Little Uncle, this is a desert. "Aren't we going to the airport?"    

    

"We're going to the desert." Qu Yihong said calmly, "Be good. Trust me, little uncle."    

    

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror. "There's a car chasing us from behind."    

    

Qu Yihong smiled faintly. "Looks like Mr. Mu has come back to his senses."