Mr. Mu's crush is so sweet

The cosmetics companies under Mu's family are not cheap products, they are all internationally famous brands. With her current consumption level, she would not buy luxury goods.

But because of Mrs. Mu's words, Mu Xiande actually wanted to give her shares.

The money came so suddenly that it made her dizzy.

Mrs. Mu said again: "Yinyin, you don't have any jewelry on you. Yechen is busy with work and doesn't have time to go shopping with you. I'll choose a few sets of jewelry for you tomorrow. Wearing this jewelry on your body is very useful. It's not big, but it will make you feel good, and my mother has no other use, I still have some eyes for picking some jewelry for you."

"Mom, you, don't be so polite, I don't usually wear jewelry, I,"

How can Mrs. Mu be considered useless? She is a treasure appraiser and usually likes to collect all kinds of uniquely designed jewelry. The brooches in her collection hang all over the wall, which amazes her.

Mrs. Mu thought about her words, "Habits need to be formed, and after you wear them for a long time, you will like them."

Before Qiao Yin could speak, Mu Yechen said, "Then I'll thank mom for Yinyin first, mom, Yinyin doesn't like exaggerated things, small and exquisite jewelry is more suitable for her."

The son spoke for his daughter-in-law, and Mrs. Mu was not angry, but happy.

The relationship between the two is good, which is a good thing.

"Okay, okay, you, I've never seen you beg for things for your wife so actively before, and now you've got the hang of it."

"..."

Qiao Yin didn't expect Mu Yechen to be so powerful, he is definitely the best teammate.

After dinner, Mu Xiande asked Qiao Yin to play chess with her, and Mrs. Mu dragged Mu Yechen to talk.

Qiao Yin stared at the chessboard and was about to make a move, but when she heard Mu Xiande's words suddenly, she shook her hand in fright, and the chess piece was placed wrongly.

"How is Yechen's health recuperating recently? You have to hurry up about the child."

Qiao Yin lowered her head, "Dad, I know."

Mu Xiande's tone was serious, "It's not enough to just know, you have to do it. Your mother gave you these things today, that's because she likes you, I hope you can give birth to a child to tease her.

Qiao Yin, you are actually able to help Yechen speak, and the matter of giving birth will not be too difficult, and taking care of his body as soon as possible is your top priority. "

Qiao Yin still bowed her head, Mu Yechen doesn't like children, he has taken care of his body, who knows if he wants to have a baby with me.

She thought so in her heart, but dared not say it directly.

……

On the way back to the villa, Mu Yechen felt that Qiao Yin's mood was not high, and he couldn't guess what she was thinking.

"you are not happy?"

Qiao Yin withdrew her gaze and turned to look at him, "Why do you ask that?"

"It's written on your face, unhappy, three large characters." When Mu Yechen was speaking, he curled his fingers and flicked between her eyebrows.

Qiao Yin frowned, and looked at him with a puffy face, "No, I was surprised, why did you help me?"

Mu Yechen didn't expect that she was still struggling with this problem, "What's yours is mine, and what I bought for you is also half of mine, so I'm not only helping you, but also helping myself."

"..."

This explanation made her unable to refute.

Falling into silence again, Mu Yechen turned to look at her again. For some reason, he was never afraid of silence before, but felt that silence could make him think more rationally.

But now her silence not only makes him unable to calm his mind to think, but also makes him a little uneasy, even anxious.

"Anything else you want to ask, just ask."

"Mu Yechen, you lied in front of your parents that you can speak because of me, why?"

Mu Yechen pursed her lips, there was no reason for that, of course it was the person she liked, and she also hoped that her parents would like her more and treat her better.

"It's not a lie."

Mu Yechen said: "Before I was in prison, I didn't want to speak, but you snatched my phone, pushed me, and made me speak, so I'm not lying, you mean a lot to me."

Qiao Yin laughed out loud, "Oh, so I still have this role. I suddenly feel that I am quite remarkable. Your parents have rewarded me, but you haven't rewarded me yet."

"What do you want?" Mu Yechen followed her words.

Qiao Yin looked into his eyes, looking down at his heart.

She wants to listen to him in the future, in his eyes and in his heart, it's all about her.

But she had warned herself that emotional matters cannot be forced. If he has someone he likes, he has his own judgment. She can't make things difficult for him.

"You gave Ye Lan a job, you gave her hope, and I didn't thank you, so we two are even. Friends, don't talk about hypocritical things, let's help each other."

She defined their relationship as friends, and Mu Yechen didn't know whether to be happy or to correct her.

Friends will not be hugged by him, wanting to rub into the bone.

"Well, you say you are friends, so don't be polite to me."

Qiao Yin also smiled when he heard that he was sure that they were friends.

Sure enough, they are friends.

She should not be sick, and be affectionate.

……

When Qiao Yin was resting, she saw an unfamiliar number on her phone again, and she wondered, this salesman is really persevering.

When the other party called again, she pressed the answer button and said directly; "I bought insurance, I bought a house, and I'm not interested in receiving coupons for the event. I'll go to a certain treasure to find what I'm missing, so don't waste your time." , Calling again is a waste of mobile phone power."

"Qiao Yin, I'm relieved that you are doing well now."

Hearing a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Qiao Yin froze, very surprised.

"Qiao Yin, you have been away from home for six years, when will you go home for dinner? I called you a few times before, but you didn't call me back. Is it because you are busy with work?"

Her father, Qiao Peng.

He had never spoken to her in such a good tone before.

"I'm not busy at work, but I just don't want to answer your calls. I have nothing to say. Answering your calls is also a waste of mobile phone power."

Qiao Yin could hear him grinding his teeth in anger, but Qiao Peng said, "Yinyin, I am also your father. We were a little unhappy back then, but we can't cut off the family relationship. Dad used to be a little negligent to you. Dad knows his mistake. Now, give Dad a chance to say something to you face to face, okay?"

"No, I said six years ago that my mother passed away, and I have nothing to do with you."

Qiao Peng is still persuading; "It doesn't matter, I'm your father, Yinyin, don't be childish, when your mother brought you to Qiao's house, she also hoped that our father and daughter would be reunited."

"Oh, you still know what my mother wants, but it's too late!"

She was sent to Qiao's house. Although Qiao Peng kept her, he didn't take on the role of father at all. It was like adopting a dog and being used as a servant by Xiang Li.

She was sick, beaten, scolded, and cried, and he never asked a word.

Qiao Yin looked down at her left index finger. There was a very shallow scar on it. This scar was caused by Xiang Li asking her to go to the kitchen to cook. She was still young at the age of six or seven. Fingers, fingers bleeding, and I was so scared that I cried loudly.

Xiang Li scolded her for being a trash who can't do anything, and Qiao Yongrong called her a bastard, so she ran to Qiao Peng for comfort.

What did Qiao Peng say at the time? He said that she deserved it, that she could cut herself when cutting vegetables, is she an idiot?And let her stop bothering him.

From that moment she knew that this father was a stranger who could neither give her warmth nor rely on.

Over the years, the scars have healed, but the damage left in her heart will never be erased.

Now he said that he was apologizing, and wanted to turn those things over.

No, she doesn't accept it!

Then I heard Qiao Peng say: "Qiao Yin, I have some belongings of your mother here, do you want it?"