1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

   "Mom knows. Enen must be good and obedient. In the kindergarten, listen to the teacher's words, and at Uncle Li's house, you must also listen to Uncle Li, you know?"

   "Understood!" Mu Qingyu wanted to say something, but suddenly, the water room was pulled away, and Leng Yunlin watched her hide and make a phone call inside, a little unhappy: "What are you doing!"

  His voice was very low, apparently in a displeased gesture. Over there, Enen's crisp voice sounded: "Mom, do you have an uncle's voice over there?"

   "Good boy, I'll call you later!" Mu Qingyu hung up quickly, then deleted the call information without saying a word, and turned off the phone—

  She didn't want Leng Yunlin to know about Enen's existence, and of course, there was no need for him to know about Li Xiaoran.

   "Who are you calling?" Leng Yunlin frowned, very unhappy.

  He had just finished work, and it was already seven o'clock, and he was a little hungry, but when he left the office door, he couldn't see her.

   Called, but the line was actually busy. He walked all the way, and heard someone talking at the water bar. As soon as he opened the door and entered, he saw Mu Qingyu leaning aside, holding his mobile phone, with a smile on his lips.

  He could see that her expression at that time was real.

  Mu Qingyu put her phone in her bag. She really wanted to put on a docile expression, but no matter what she did, she couldn't change her expression. In the end, she could only say dryly, "President."

   "Didn't you say that you want to call me 'Yunlin'?"

  Mu Qingyu wanted to break a smile, but didn't know how to do it. After a long time, she nodded: "Yunlin—"

   "That's good!" He knew that she did it on purpose, and also knew how forced her smile was at the moment.

  However, let alone, looking at the little wild cat who was angry just now, she retracted her sharp claws and turned into an obedient puppy.

   That feeling—not to mention, not bad!

  Mu Qingyu frowned when the man's big hand rubbed the soft hair on top of her head.

   I don’t know why, maybe it’s because the layer of window paper was pierced and she was asked to hook up with Leng Yunlin like before, but she couldn’t do it anymore.

   All the way down the elevator, she looked at him and really didn't understand why he had to keep herself by his side?

  In terms of beauty alone, she felt that she might not be as good as that sthefany, but he just didn't want that pear-blossoming sthefany, and locked himself forcefully by his side.

  She doesn't understand, doesn't understand. Could it be that this is what is said in the legend—the inferiority of men?

  The more you post it, the more you don't like it. And if you can't ask for it, it's a shame to wag your tail?

  No matter how tired or bitter, she still had to stabilize Leng Yunlin's erratic mind and make him hate her as soon as possible.

  Even so, it's really hard.

   And Leng Yunlin, when the elevator was going down, suddenly turned his head and met her eyes in the air: "What do you see me doing?"

  Mu Qingyu, you have to work hard!

  She kept cheering herself up in her heart, and finally she gave a gentle smile: "Yunlin, where shall we go for dinner tonight?"

   Leng Yunlin looked back at her, seeing the somewhat fake smiles stacked on her face, he couldn't help but feel a little amused.

  She is really good at judging the situation!

  Cooking his lips, he smiled lightly, and approached her, warm air sprayed between her slender neck: