My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

"Are you here to pick up Director Mu?"    

"Director Mu's husband, right? Who did Director Mu marry? Oh! That's Director Ye! "    

Although many people did not know Mu Chuchen before today and knew that she was the eldest daughter of the Mu's, they naturally remembered the marriage between the Mu's and the Jun's.    

" My God, I didn't think that I would be able to meet the legendary prince charming in my lifetime. "    

Everyone sighed with admiration and jealousy.    

Ye Junhao ignored everything. He only cared about his wife and his precious son.    

The little guy ran over with the bouquet in his arms. He walked too fast and threw himself onto the ground. He pressed the bouquet of flowers under his body, and the bright bouquet of flowers instantly became a broken flower.    

When Ye Mu fell down, he did not open his mouth to cry. He looked up at his father first. He saw that his father was only walking towards his mother and did not notice that he had fallen at all. He suddenly felt wronged. "Wah!" He cried.    

"Mu."    

Chuchen saw her son fall down. She did not bother to take the flowers from Jun Hao and quickly ran to her son.    

Feeling sorry for her son, she picked him up and gently patted the dust on his clothes. At the same time, she asked in pain, "Where did you fall? Where does it hurt? Tell mom."    

"Dad, dad."    

Ye Mu cried and called dad.    

Jun Hao quickly came over.    

"Did it hurt?"    

He carried his son from Chuchen's hands and placed him on the ground. He squatted down and gently said, "Don't cry yet. We are men. We can't cry just because of a fall. Tell Dad that it hurts? "    

"I am not a man."    

Ye Mu stretched out two fingers, sobbing. "Dad, I'm only two years old."    

He was far away from a man.    

The fall was also the pain at that time. He didn't want to cry at first because his dad was biased towards him.    

As long as he saw his mother, his father would completely forget about him.    

"It doesn't hurt when I fall."    

He was the one who cried because of his father.    

"It will be Mu's third birthday in two months. You are not young anymore." Jun Hao checked and confirmed that his son was not injured. He then helped his son pick up the flowers.    

Covering in his father's arms, Ye Mu said childishly, "You are also a child when you are three years old."    

Sometimes when he heard his father teach Fifth Uncle a lesson, he would say that Fifth Uncle was no longer a three year old child.    

This meant that when he was three years old, he was still a child. He could cry and act like a spoiled child.    

"You too, you don't even hold Mu's hand."    

Chuchen gently scolded the man, "He must have seen you leave. He was anxious to chase after you, that's why he fell."    

Mu nodded repeatedly. His mother was right this time.    

Mu took the bouquet of flowers from his father's hands that had been crushed. After hesitating for a moment, he still handed the bouquet to Chuchen. He said with a childish voice, "Mom, I will give you the flowers. May you... Dad, I forgot what you taught me."    

Ye Junhao smiled and took the bouquet. "Mom is happy every day. She is as beautiful as a flower."    

"May Mommy be happy every day. She is as beautiful as a flower."    

The little parrot had finally finished learning.    

Chuchen smiled and took the flowers. She bent down again and touched her son's head. "Thank you, Mu. Mommy will be very happy when she sees Mu."    

"Will I not be happy when I see your husband?"    

A certain young man stood up straight and said sourly.    

"You are still jealous of your son." Chuchen pouted coquettishly at him.    

"My son is a third wheel."    

Ye Junhao also passed his bouquet of flowers to Chuchen. After Chuchen took the bouquet, he carried his son and said, "Wife, let's go and eat. I have already ordered the dishes. We can eat immediately at the hotel. There is no need to wait."    

"Dad, I am not a light bulb."    

Ye Mu, who was shoved back into the backseat by his dad, defended himself seriously, "The light bulb will light up. Mu will not light up."    

"Mu is a light bulb that will not light up."