550: C550 Some People like to Make Things Difficult for Them

C550 Some People like to Make Things Difficult for Them

Mu Chuchen did not call to ask about Zhou Mengzhu sending Li Dongyang out for too long.

That rascal Li Dongyang would definitely find all kinds of excuses to entangle Zhou Mengzhu.

It was said that one thing restrained one thing.

Li Dongyang also had someone who could restrain him.

In the General Manager's office, Mu Chuchen sat in front of the office desk and seriously revised the design of a clothing. This was drawn before she got into trouble, but it could not be drawn out yet.

Mu sat at the side and flipped through a small book.

Mu Zhiyuan came late. When he entered, he saw that the mother and son were quietly doing their own things. Mu Zhiyuan subconsciously relaxed his footsteps.

But the mother and son still looked at him at the same time.

After all, he had pushed open the door and entered. It was impossible for the mother and son not to notice him.

"Uncle."

Mu closed the small book, slid down the chair, and ran towards Mu Zhiyuan happily.

Mu Zhiyuan picked up his nephew and walked over. He asked his sister, "Why aren't you resting at home? Where's Secretary Zhou?"

He went to the top floor and walked out of the elevator. He did not see Zhou Mengzhu.

"I was too bored at home, so I brought Mu over for a stroll. Time passes faster."

Mu Chuchen smiled and said, "Li Dongyang came early in the morning and made Mengzhu run around in circles. After chatting with Li Dongyang for a while, I asked Mengzhu to send Li Dongyang away."

"Didn't you say that Li Dongyang had thoughts about Secretary Zhou and made Secretary Zhou run around in circles?"

Mu Zhiyuan carried his nephew to his sister's side and looked at the picture drawn by his sister. He was not as professional as his sister. He just looked at it and could not see anything wrong for the time being.

"Some people like to make things difficult for others. That will attract their attention."

Mu Zhiyuan:... "

Li Dongyang's EQ was the lowest he had ever seen.

He would take different routes to chase after his wife.

"Jun Hao, did you go out?"

Mu Zhiyuan sat opposite his sister and said, "You must be tired after going out for two days. Jun Hao told you to rest at home, so you should rest at home. You always run around disobediently, making Jun Hao worry about you."

"Mom is not a good child. She is disobedient."

Mu said.

Chuchen smiled and stretched out her hand to gently tap her son's forehead, "Kid, I am your mother."

Mu Zhiyuan slapped her hand away, "Mu is right. You are not a good child and are disobedient."

"Don't repair it. Leave it to the designers in the company to take care of it first. Rest well. If you really don't want to stay at home, just take a walk."

"I know. I know my own body. When I am not feeling well, I will not force myself. Now, I cherish my life more than anyone else."

She was a person who had died once.

She especially cherished her life.1

Mu Chuchen obediently stopped repairing the map.

At this time, her phone rang.

When she saw the caller ID, she scolded her brother, "Brother, it's all because of your jinx. This time, Jun Hao called."

When Ye Junhao returned to the company, he was busy. He did not look at the surveillance cameras at home. When he rested for a while, he looked at the surveillance cameras at home and did not see his wife's figure. He guessed that his wife was disobedient and took his son out for a stroll.

Mu Zhiyuan laughed and did not pity his sister for being caught by his brother-in-law at all.

"Hubby."

Chuchen called out sweetly to the man on the other side of the phone.

That voice was so sweet that Mu could not get used to it. He could not understand why his father liked listening to his mother speak in such a tone.

"Mu, uncle is going to the workshop. Do you want to follow uncle to patrol the workshop?"

"Okay."

Mu could not wait to see his mother's flattering look when she answered his phone, but his father would fall for his mother's trick.

Clearly, his father hated people who were flattering him the most.

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