767: C767 A Grass Stalk That Can't be Passed

C767 A Grass Stalk That Can't be Passed

Chuchen pouted. "Do you think your wife is the Virgin Mary? Shen Yuyi almost caused us to be separated and I almost died. How could I forgive her? If I can sentence her to death, I would want her to be sentenced to death."

" There is no need to see her in the future. I will instruct the housekeeper to chase her away if she comes back in the future. She is not allowed to take half a step into our Jun Family. "

"En."

" Where are you now? "

Chuchen saw her sister-in-law walking over with two children and smiled, "Jun Yan and I brought Mu and Xiaoxiao to the back garden of the old residence to admire the scenery. Now that it is autumn, it is a pity that our family does not have red leaves to reward."

Ye Junhao smiled and did not reply but he remembered her words in his heart.

In a while, he will make arrangements to make some space near the villa to plant some maple leaves. Next autumn, his wife will be able to watch red leaves in front of his house.

"Hubby, the children are here. I won't talk to you first. Accompany the children and love you."

Ye Junhao smiled. "I love you too. I love you very, very much."

Chuchen was about to hang up the phone in satisfaction when Ye Junhao stopped her.

"Wife, help me throw the things Shen Qing brought over into the trash can. Burn all the photos."

"How could I bear to burn my husband's photos? Wait until I cut Shen Yuyi off before burning them."

Ye Junhao liked her to dominate him like this.

"Mom."

Mu jogged in with a large bundle of grass.

Seeing his attitude, Chuchen knew her precious son was going to give her grass. She said to the man who had not hung up the phone, "Hubby, your son wants to give me grass again. It is still a little dry grass."

"Yes, that. I am busy. I will hang up first."

A certain young master quickly hung up the phone with a guilty conscience.

He was just casually telling his son that even if his son gave a grass to his mother, his mother would still like it very much.

Who would have thought that this joke would still be used by his son to this day.

Kid, you don't know how to exchange it?

Although it was almost autumn, there were still many flowers in the back garden. Picking two flowers randomly was better than giving a grass that was about to wither, right?

"Mom, this is for you. I pulled myself out of it."

Mu ran in front of Chuchen, raised his handsome face, and raised the withered grass in front of Chuchen. His big black and bright eyes sparkled with innocence, making people unable to bear to reject his gift.

Chuchen bent down and took the grass that her son gave her with both hands. She smiled and said, "It was Mu who pulled himself out. That is very precious. Mom took it. Mom still wants to put it in the vase. Thank you, Mu."

Seeing his mother take the grass and still very happy, Mu revealed a shy smile. He rubbed his head and said, "Mommy, you're welcome. It's good that Mommy likes it. If Mommy likes it, you have to be happy."

As expected, his father did not lie to him. He gave the grass to his mother. He gave it to her a few times and her mother happily accepted it. She would really put it in the vase until her father bought it and took over the vase.

Chuchen could not help but squat down and pull her son into her arms. "With Mu around, mother will be happy every day."

Such a smart and sensible son, how could she be ruthless in her previous life and not care about him?

The heart of people changed.

In her previous life, she had no feelings for her husband and son. It was no wonder that Mu in her previous life did not recognize her as his mother.0

"Mu said that he wanted to pluck the grass and give it to you. I even said that he would give it to you. You really accepted it."

Jun Yan teased Chuchen.

"My son gave it to me. Even if it was a grass root, I would still feel extremely blessed. Jun Yan, this kind of happiness is not something a single noble like you can understand."

Jun Yan:... How heart-wrenching!

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