My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

Ye Junhao ordered coldly, "Use it to help Chuchen fight a tough battle in the future."    

With just Su Shu and her daughter working together with Li Dongyang to get the Jun's's base price, it was very difficult to make Mu Jing give up.    

There was a cold smile on Ye Junhao's lips. His father-in-law's heart was already on the edge of the horizon. This matter might be a small matter in Mu Jing's eyes, and he could not touch even half of Su Shu's hair.    

Ming Yu raised his eyebrows.    

But he still passed the evidence to Ye Junhao.    

As the secretary, he was still in charge of the private affairs of the husband and wife.    

"Boss, there's nothing much. I'll go out and do my work first."    

"Okay."    

Ming Yu turned around and walked out.    

When he passed by, he looked at Mu Chuchen again.    

The CEO's wife had been acting weird these two days.    

After Ming Yu went out, Mu Chuchen put down her pen and said to Mu, "Mu, you stay here and play. Mom will say a few words to Dad."    

"Okay."    

Ye Mu was attracted by his mother's drawing. It was his father.    

He liked his father the most.    

Once Mu Chuchen left, he picked up the brush and copied Mu Chuchen's drawing.    

"Did you find out?"    

Mu Chuchen sat down in front of the desk and asked caringly, "Who arranged for them to come and trick me?"    

"Li Dongyang."    

"Him?" ___ asked.    

"The Dongyang Group is also competing for that piece of land. Dongyang and the Jun's are equal in strength, and Li Dongyang and I are sworn enemies. Naturally, they want to compete for that piece of land. It is both a benefit and a blow to me."    

"That bastard actually used me!"    

Mu Chuchen said hatefully, "Don't let me see him, otherwise..."    

"Chuchen, you are not his match. It is not the first time that he used you."    

Mu Chuchen immediately extinguished the fire.    

That's right. Li Dongyang had used her to attack Ye Junhao. She did not know how many times he had used her. She was well aware that she still jumped into the deep pit that Li Dongyang had dug, and together with Li Dongyang, they made Ye Junhao suffer.    

Every time, Ye Junhao would lower his head to Li Dongyang for her sake. He would suffer all kinds of difficulties and ridicule from Li Dongyang. She would always feel the pleasure of revenge. Who asked Ye Junhao to not divorce her?    

Now that she thought of what she had done, Mu Chuchen felt ashamed. She owed Ye Junhao too much.    

"Jun Hao, I'm sorry."    

Ye Junhao pursed his lips and did not say anything. He just looked at her deeply.    

After a long time, he said in a low voice, "I still like to hear you call me husband."    

"I will call you husband from now on." She would do anything that he liked.    

"Dad, dad."    

Little Ye Mu took Mu Chuchen's drawing and walked over happily. He called dad as he walked.    

The couple looked over.    

Mu Chuchen hurriedly got up and went forward to pick up her son. At the same time, she also wanted to take back the painting.    

"Father."    

The small light bulb dodged Mu Chuchen's extended hands and smoothly plunged into her father's arms. Then, it raised the painting high and said to her father, "Dad, dad."    

Ye Junhao took the painting from his son's hand and looked at it. His expression became subtle.    

Mu Chuchen rubbed her hands and said in embarrassment, "I haven't drawn well for a long time. I haven't drawn well."    

"My beard is so long."    

Beard?    

Mu Chuchen was stunned. He often shaved and his chin was bald. How could he have a beard?    

"My hair is also long."    

Eh?    

Mu Chuchen grabbed the painting and did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Ye Mu, why did you change Mom's painting into this?"    

Ye Mu shrank back.    

He did not know how to draw.    

He took a pen and started drawing randomly on his mother's painting, and it became like this.    

"Don't scare Mu."    

Ye Junhao took the painting back. "Although it has been modified by Mu, I still like it very much. Take it. In the future, help me draw a painting every day. If you can't finish the painting, you can double it the next day."    

Mu Chuchen asked, "Can I draw one every three days?"    

"Two paintings per day."    

Mu Chuchen shut her mouth and did not dare to bargain anymore.