398: C398 His Mother Ate Meat While He Ate Vegetables!

C398 His Mother Ate Meat While He Ate Vegetables!

It was not her virtue that she could be reborn to correct her mistakes and make up for her husband and son. It was Ye Junhao's virtue and ability that made God's heart ache for him and made her come back to make up for it.

"When your body has fully recovered, we will take another wedding dress photo."

Mu Chuchen nodded vigorously.

This time, she would definitely cooperate well and take out the most beautiful wedding dress photo.

If the heavens allowed her to be reborn back to before she was married, she could still be his most beautiful bride once...

However, it was already not bad to be able to let her be reborn without cancer and before she eloped. She could not be too greedy. Being able to be reborn again was already very lucky, how could she still be picky?

During the meal, Ye Junhao mentioned the matter of Li Dongyang looking for him.

"Why did he look for you?"

Mu Chuchen was still a little nervous, worried that Li Dongyang would bully her man.

Li Dongyang: Even two Li Dongyang might not be able to bully your man.

"I have something on my mind, but I was too embarrassed to tell you. In the end, I drank a lot of water and ate a lot of Mu's snacks. I still didn't say anything."

Ye Junhao thought of his poor rival with low EQ and wanted to laugh.

"How could that arrogant person be willing to tell you what was on his mind? In his opinion, telling you what was on his mind is equivalent to lowering his head to you."

Mu Chuchen knew Li Dongyang very well.

Her man looked at her twice and she quickly said, "You two are old classmates and arch-enemies. I am your wife. I have seen too much and understand him. Hubby, I really did not deliberately understand him."

Jun Hao used the chopsticks to pick up the dishes that she liked and put them into her bowl. With a gentle look, he said, "Wife, sometimes explaining is just a cover. If you don't explain, it will not cause any misunderstanding."

Chuchen:... "

She "trembled" as she picked up a dish for her husband.

The two children on the other side were eating while watching the husband and wife picking up food for each other.

There were a few times when Mu saw that the food his father picked up was his favorite. He thought happily that his father finally remembered him and was going to put food into his hands. In the end, he just picked up the bowl and did not even hand it over. The food that his father picked up fell into his mother's bowl.

Mu was filled with grief and indignation!

Mu Tianci was too young. He always dropped food all over the table when he ate, but he was unable to pick up the food himself. He was so anxious that he wanted to grab it with his hands, but he was also afraid of his brother-in-law.

Fortunately, his nephew could take care of his uncle.

Mu sympathetically helped his uncle get food. He would soon be three years old, so getting food wouldn't be a problem for him.

"Uncle, let's eat."

Mu picked up a lot of food and gave it to his uncle.

He felt that his uncle was much more pitiful than him. His parents did not care about him. In any case, he could pick his own food. His uncle was even younger than him. He couldn't get his own food, but when they were eating, his father didn't let the nanny wait on him. If his uncle wasn't there, he could only eat plain food.

"Mu knows how to take care of my uncle, that's great!"

Chuchen praised her son.

The little guy pursed his lips and did not say anything.

How could Ye Junhao not know what his son was thinking? He finally helped his son get some vegetables, but what made Mu angry was that his father gave him vegetables!2

His mother ate meat, and he ate vegetables!

Really... Dad is becoming more and more biased.

He didn't even give him some meat. He only gave him vegetables!

"Wife, Li Dongyang might have fallen in love with Zhou Mengzhu." After Ye Junhao took some vegetables for his son, he very naturally returned to the topic just now. He didn't feel that he "abused" his son at all.

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