Hidden marriage and love, the president is super domineering

When Mu Xiaoya was sleepy, she felt something on her face, so she opened her eyes.

Ye Yuhan's figure immediately came into her eyes, and she remembered that her father asked him to come in and pick her up yesterday.

Ye Yuhan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and explained in a gentle tone: "I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you wouldn't like this child, after all..."

"Really?" Mu Xiaoya asked in disbelief.

"Well, let's go back." Ye Yuhan nodded.

Hearing Ye Yuhan's affirmative answer, Mu Xiaoya smiled brightly, got out of bed, and ran to the bathroom. She hasn't washed yet, so her image must be very bad now.

When she came out, Ye Yuhan had already left her room. When Mu Xiaoya went downstairs, he was sitting on the sofa, talking to his father, and the atmosphere between the two was a bit heavy.

Out of the corner of Ye Yuhan's eye, he caught sight of Mu Xiaoya who was going downstairs, and fell silent without speaking.

"This matter was not discussed." When Mu Xiaoya walked behind Mu Sicheng, she heard her father speak forcefully.

"What's the matter?" Mu Xiaoya asked suspiciously.

Only then did Mu Sicheng discover Mu Xiaoya behind him, and said in a panic, "It's all right."

Mu Xiaoya glanced at Ye Yuhan, although she was puzzled, she still didn't say anything, and the two had dinner at Mu's house.So he got into Ye Yuhan's car and went back.

When the two walked to the door, Mu Sicheng held Mu Xiaoya's hand and said reluctantly, "Dad will visit you often."

"Dad, you miss me, I'll be back, I'm fine." Mu Xiaoya hugged her father comfortingly, turned around and opened the passenger's door, got in, and waved to Mu Sicheng.

Leaving Mu's house, Ye Yuhan drove the car intently, staring at Mu who was looking sideways at the scenery outside the window from the corner of his eyes.

"If you're pregnant, stay at home and quit your job." Ye Yuhan said softly.

"I'm pregnant, not disabled." Mu Xiaoya turned her head, looked at Ye Yuhan's side face, and retorted.

"I can support you." Ye Yuhan frowned, and said with some displeasure.

Now that he is pregnant, he should take care of the baby at home. He is also afraid that she will be too tired. She can be a wealthy wife at home, so why does she have to go out to work.

Usually he would just let her go, but now that he is pregnant, he must pay attention to it. Last time, he fainted because he was too tired.

"I'm not a vase, it's okay, I'll be careful." Mu Xiaoya still looked at Ye Yuhan, said stubbornly, and unconsciously stroked her stomach.

She cared more about the baby than anyone else, but being pregnant didn't mean that she couldn't work.

Thinking of investment promotion, Mu Xiaoya has already asked for leave for a few days. Although she had some ideas about investment promotion before, there are still some details that have not been discussed. She may be busy at work tomorrow.

"Mu Xiaoya, why can't you be your rich wife in peace? How many people can't ask for this?" Ye Yuhan parked the car on the side of the road, looked at Mu Xiaoya with heavy eyes, and quietly grasped her with both hands. turn the steering wheel.

"I will do what I want." Mu Xiaoya looked Ye Yuhan in the eyes and said without flinching.

"Mu Xiaoya, you are not alone now, don't be self-willed." Ye Yuhan's tone was also somewhat dissatisfied, Mu Xiaoya was challenging her patience, no matter what she said, she always liked to disobey herself, again and again.

"Stop talking, I've made up my mind." Mu Xiaoya was also a little angry, she didn't want to be a canary trapped in a cage.

Stretching out his hand to open the car door, Ye Yuhan saw what Mu Xiaoya was thinking, so he locked the car door, Mu Xiaoya couldn't open it, so he had to give up.

Ye Yuhan started the car again, and returned to Mu's house without a word. The two entered the door one after the other. Ye Yuhan changed his shoes and was about to go upstairs. Mu Xiaoya, who was on the sofa, said lightly, "Auntie will come to take care of you tomorrow." After speaking, she walked to the study room, and closed the door with a snap.

Mu Xiaoya let out a long sigh of relief when she heard the door closing. She really didn't like staying with Ye Yuhan. Every time the two of them couldn't speak a few words, they would disagree and then quarrel.

Mu Xiaoya turned on the TV, watched soap operas for a while, and felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, so she had to turn off the TV and go upstairs to sleep. She was really sleepy when she was pregnant.

Mu Xiaoya slept until night, and when she woke up, it was pitch black. She picked up her phone and checked the time. It was already 07:30, and she was a little hungry. She got up and turned on the light, and went into the bathroom to take care of herself in the mirror. Sleeping with messy hair.

Before going downstairs, Mu Xiaoya smelled the aroma of food, so she quickened her pace and walked downstairs.

Ye Yuhan just came back from the outside, put the food in his hand on the table, and planned to go upstairs to ask Mu Xiaoya to eat, but she just came down from upstairs.

Mu Xiaoya looked at the food on the table, then at Ye Yuhan's neat attire, she still knew in her heart that this person went out to buy food for herself while she was sleeping.

Mu Xiaoya is not a hypocritical woman, and she is not angry about the unhappiness that happened between the two before. Anyway, she must go back to work, and Ye Yuhan has already gone out to buy food for her. Hypocritical.

Pulling back the chair, Mu Xiaoya sat down unceremoniously, took out the food, and opened the boxes one by one. Unexpectedly, Ye Yuhan also bought chicken soup.

"There's so much, how can the two of us finish it?" Mu Xiaoya blinked and looked at Ye Yuhan.

"Three people." Ye Yuhan corrected lightly.

"But the baby hasn't formed yet!" Mu Xiaoya said a little funny.

"So, you have to eat for him." Ye Yuhan looked deeply at Mu Xiaoya.

"I can't eat that much." Looking at the dishes on the table, Mu Xiaoya felt a little embarrassed.

"Drink all the chicken soup." Ye Yuhan said lightly, and pushed the bowl of chicken soup in front of him to Mu Xiaoya.

"Oh."

Picking up the spoon at the side, Mu Xiaoya drank it one gulp at a time, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, feeling sweet in her heart, I don't know if it was because the chicken soup was sweet, or because of Ye Yuhan's action of pushing the chicken soup, or his concerned tone.

It was the first time the two spoke calmly, and it didn't end in unhappiness.

After the two of them finished their meal, Mu Xiaoya went upstairs and took out the A4 paper for design from the bedroom, sat on the carpet in the living room and drew a sketch, while Ye Yuhan watched the evening news on TV, watching from time to time To Mu Xiaoya.

It seems that Ye Yuhan reads the news seriously, but only he knows that his mind is not on the news at all, but on the woman who is immersed in writing and drawing.

"Ye Yuhan, what kind of design draft do you want?" Mu Xiaoya really had no idea, so she propped her chin with the hand holding the pen, looked at Ye Yuhan and asked.

"I don't know." Ye Yuhan still looked at the news, pretending to speak casually.

"Give me some ideas!" Mu Xiaoya still didn't give up. She really didn't have any ideas. She really didn't know what kind of designs Ye Yuhan liked.

It’s worse than Ye’s immediate design sketches in previous years. I feel that I don’t make any changes. There are too many things in common, so there is no meaning of design. She wants to innovate. Although it may be eliminated, she still wants to follow her own ideas. Do.

"You only have this strength?" Ye Yuhan turned his head, looked at Mu Xiaoya, and asked indifferently.

"Tch, if you don't say it, don't say it, what a show." Hearing Ye Yuhan's words, Mu Xiaoya muttered softly, venting her dissatisfaction.

It's not that he is asked to release water, as for this?
"What did you say?" Ye Yuhan looked at Mu Xiaoya with a displeased expression on his face. Even if it was her, he didn't plan to be special. If he wanted to win this investment invitation, it would depend on his own strength. He was also waiting to know her. How is the strength.

Mu Xiaoya didn't answer his question, she just picked up the eraser on the coffee table and erased the design drawing she had just drawn. At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in her head, maybe...she could ask in another way.

"Ye Yuhan."

"Yeah." Ye Yuhan replied impatiently.

"Do you like my dad's house, or this house?" Mu Xiaoya asked while carefully looking around the hall.

"What do you think?" Ye Yuhan naturally knew what she was thinking, so he didn't expose it.Just chatted with her and gave her a vague answer.

Hear his words.I knew that it would be more difficult to get something out of his mouth than to reach the sky. I didn't expect Ye Yuhan to be a fair and just person, and he kept silent about matters related to investment promotion.

Thinking of how he threatened himself with this matter before and after the pitch, he felt that this person was very cunning. Even if he wasn't threatened by him at the time, he wouldn't really let her be eliminated.

Knowing that asking any further questions would be self-defeating, I didn’t open my mouth. The design draft has no inspiration now, so I simply stopped drawing. Inspiration doesn’t mean that there is such a thing. Zhang Lu and Yu Yang will accompany the company tomorrow. Think about it by yourself.

Maybe it was because she slept all afternoon, Mu Xiaoya didn't feel sleepy now, she just sat there and had nothing to do, and she wasn't interested in the news either.

Mu Xiaoya took out her mobile phone and sent a greeting message to Han Ruoxi, who she hadn't contacted for a long time. She could already imagine that if she found out that she was pregnant, she would definitely jump up and say that she wanted to be a child's godmother.

After the message was sent, Mu Xiaoya didn't receive a reply, so she called Han Ruoxi again, but no one answered.

Mu Xiaoya wondered secretly, why didn't she answer the phone when she didn't hear that she was going to film a movie.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Mu Xiaoya's expression, Ye Yuhan asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just can't find my friend." Mu Xiaoya put down her phone and said calmly.

Han Ruoxi often couldn't find anyone in two or three days, maybe he went somewhere to play again, and when she looked at her phone, she would call her back.

"The one who went to the bar with you last time?" Ye Yuhan raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly.

Mu Xiaoya naturally knew why he was a little unhappy when Han Ruoxi was mentioned, so she could only sweat silently for Han Ruoxi in her heart. It seemed that it was impossible for her to be a child's godmother, and Ye Yuhan disagreed.

The protagonist of the discussion between the two is sitting on the sofa in the charming corner, drinking wine leisurely, listening to the best music, and watching the men and women on the dance floor.

She finally didn't have to film and could come out to relax. She didn't want to waste a good time. Although something unpleasant happened here last time, it didn't affect her mood.

The few men who came to strike up a conversation were all dismissed by Han Ruoxi one by one. She just wanted to drink in peace and watch others get high.

The most important thing was that she didn't have any attractive guy, she didn't even have the mood to go clubbing, so she had to sit alone in the corner and drink.

Han Ruoxi has a good capacity for alcohol, she has already drank almost a bottle of whiskey by herself, but she is still not drunk, she stared blankly at the door, hoping for a handsome guy to appear.