President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

Shuiyue guided again, hoping that the little guy could understand.

"Mom, why didn't Shaohan's father give Fengming blood?"

Feng Ming tilted his head, there were many question marks.

"Ah, this, because Shaohan's father's blood type is different from Fengming's, so blood transfusions are not allowed. Only your own father can give you blood transfusions, understand?"

Children's problems are sometimes really difficult to explain.

Shuiyue's explanation this time seemed to make the little guy half understand, he nodded, and then looked at Mu Jungan next to him, his big eyes kept blinking, as if he was still thinking about Shuiyue in his own way of thinking if.

Although he understood the intricate things his mother said in his heart, he was unwilling to change his mouth to call Mu Jun his father.

And Shuiyue didn't force Fengming under Mu Jungan's signal.

This situation has been maintained for several months, until one day, when the father and son were playing, the little guy was happy for a while, and blurted out his father.

At that moment, all three of them were momentarily taken aback.

Immediately, Mu Jungan hugged Fengming excitedly, and said in a trembling voice:
"Baby, call again."

He couldn't describe the throbbing in his heart, the indescribable joy and excitement.

After several months of hard work and cultivating a relationship with the little guy, it finally paid off. How could he not be happy?

"dad."

Feng Ming put his arms around Mu Jungan's neck obediently, and shouted the two words that made him excited again in his ear.

"Baby, my baby."

Mu Junqian's broad arms tightly wrapped Fengming's small body, and the corners of his eyes were wet, and tears burst out of his eyes inadvertently. They were tears of joy and happiness.

This father was late for five years. He should have heard this soft and sweet voice long ago, but because of the dramatic teasing of fate, he was late for such a long time. How could he not be moved, shocked and relieved?
The scene where the father and son recognized each other deeply affected Shuiyue, and the relationship between her and Mu Junqian in the past few days had long involved the deep feelings she and Mu Jungan had buried in each other's hearts.

Walking to their side, the snow-white catkin covered Mu Jungan's hand, holding it gently, with comfort, pity, and affection released from waiting for too long.

Mu Junqian naturally understood. At this time, there is no need for any words, let alone too many words. With a look and a movement, each other can understand each other.

Because they have already integrated into each other and become an inseparable part of each other.

The emotion conveyed by the little hand melted his heart even more. When he stretched out his long arms, he also tightly encircled Shuiyue.

This is how many times he has turned back and forth in his dreams, the scene he dreamed of, holding his wife and children tightly in his arms, and hugging him tightly ever since.

He will dedicate his whole life to love them with all his love, even if he just lives a quiet and indifferent life, this life is enough.

He, Mu Junqian, thanked God for his love and love, and the happiness he lost and found made him understand what is precious.

"Yue'er, you are finally back. I have been waiting for this moment for a long, long time."

After coaxing Feng Ming to sleep, the two leaned against Feng Ming's small bed and sat on the floor hugging each other.

"Damn, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

Shuiyue wrapped her snow-white arms around Mu Jun's dry neck, and whispered softly in his ear.

"No, I am willing to wait like this, because I love you."

Mu Junqian held up Shuiyue's delicate and shy face, and said affectionately.

"Go, I love you too."

Immediately, her cherry red delicate lips greeted her thin and slightly cool lips.

A feeling like electric current invaded Mu Junqian, he was slightly startled, and immediately reacted passively, and kissed the long-awaited sweetness deeper.

The night is silent, the moon is bright and clear, the breeze is blowing, and the bright moon is also hidden in the floating clouds. It seems that everything around them has become shy because of their intimacy.

But they didn't realize it, they had already fallen into a deep attachment to each other, and couldn't extricate themselves. At this time, there was nothing else in their world, only each other.

After five years of separation, they can finally embrace each other again, and this time they will hold each other tightly, and will never let go easily.

Each other has already made a promise to each other in their hearts, and they will never leave and stay together.

Three years later, Heathrow Airport, UK. :
A cool and handsome little boy walked out of the security gate first, followed by a young couple.

The man was tall and straight, with a heroic air, while the long-armed wife was charming and elegant, and the two whispered intimately as they walked.

The little boy in front ran and stopped, and turned around from time to time to look at the parents behind him, urging:

"Dad, Mom, hurry up!"

"Baby, take it easy, what's the rush?"

The young woman reprimanded softly.

"No, hurry up, we won't be able to catch up with Shaohan's father's wedding any longer."

The little boy said solemnly.

These three people are Mu Junqian and his wife and their baby son Fengming, who came to England to attend the wedding of Shen Shaohan and Ani.

After three years, Fengming still couldn't change his mind about Shen Shaohan, and Mu Jungan and Shuiyue simply acquiesced in calling Shen Shaohan Shaohan's father, which also made the little guy very satisfied.

There are two fathers who love each other at the same time, that kind of feeling is really not ordinary.

Several persons in charge of the British branch of the Mu Group had been waiting at the gate of the airport for a long time to meet their president and his wife.

After greeting a few people, the family of three got into the car and went straight to St. Paul's Cathedral.

When we arrived, there were already many guests at the door of the church, waiting for the long-awaited holy moment.

After getting off the car, Feng Ming couldn't wait to find Shaohan's father, and they finally met Shen Shaohan in the lounge behind the teaching room.

"Father Shaohan."

As soon as Feng Ming saw Shaohan, he ran over happily.

"Hey, dear son, I miss my father, come, give me a hug."

Shen Shaohan picked up Fengming and wanted to lift him over his head, but found it difficult, so he frowned slightly and said with a smile:
"Little guy, you are so heavy that Dad can hardly hold you anymore."

"Of course, Feng Ming is a man. In the future, Feng Ming will be as strong as his father. Hehe~~~"

Feng Ming wrinkled his little nose and made a funny face, but Shen Shaohan gently tickled him, making him laugh endlessly.

Standing aside, Mu Jungan and Shuiyue looked at the warm scene in front of them with a smile, and couldn't bear to step forward to disturb them.

"Come on, Shuiyue, I'm glad you're here."

Putting down Feng Ming, Shen Shaohan approached the two of them and greeted them happily.

"Of course, how could we not come to your wedding?"

Mu Jungan thumped Shen Shaohan's shoulder, his movements seemed cordial and natural.

"That is, if you don't come, Feng Ming will make a mess."

Shuiyue also smiled and joined beside her.

"But, the company is so busy, can you spare yourself?"

Shaohan looked at Mu Jungan and said.

"Hehe, I'm much more relaxed now. I have a right-hand assistant to help me. What else do I have to worry about?"

Mu Jungan said proudly, looking very relaxed.

"Right-hand assistant?"

Shen Shaohan looked at the two puzzled.

"Yang has also been promoted to vice president, and now his enthusiasm for work is high! Shouldn't I hurry up and take this opportunity to sneak in?"

After speaking, Mu Junqian hugged his wife and gave Shuiyue a knowing smile.

"Oh? How is it? Yang Yi is not bad, right?"

Shen Shaohan asked with concern.

"Well, quite capable. It seems that I will be able to retire soon, haha..."

Mu Junqian smiled heartily.

Shuiyue at the side patted Mu Jungan's hand away, and there was a little coquettishness in her sweet smile.

"Oh, where's the bride?"

Shuiyue thought of Ani and hurriedly asked Shen Shaohan.

"The room over there is being prepared!"

Speaking of his future wife, Shen Shaohan couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Then let me take a look, you two talk first."

After Shuiyue finished speaking, she called Fengming to see Ani.

In another room next door, the makeup artist is doing the final makeup for Ani. In the mirror, the girl is beautiful and playful. The snow-white wedding dress and decent makeup make her look extraordinarily beautiful.

Slender eyebrows like a crescent moon, big eyes shining like black jewels, and slightly vermilion lips, making the skin white and translucent, just like a beautiful angel, waiting for her with a full smile at this time Prince Charming went hand in hand with her for a lifetime of happiness.

"Ani, you are so beautiful."

Shuiyue approached gently, and said softly.

"Shuiyue Aunt? I'm so happy that you're here."

Ani said excitedly.

"The little girl is getting married, of course I'm coming."

Shuiyue carefully tied the veil for her, and smiled slightly.

"Aunt, thank you for coming."

"Ani, that's great. God has lived up to your wishes and given you a good husband like Shaohan. You must be happy." Shuiyue said with great satisfaction.

"Well, I will, don't worry, Aunt." Ani's expression was extremely firm.

In the solemn church, the guests gathered together, the priest stood on the altar in the center of the front, and Shen Shaohan stood under the altar in a well-tailored black dress.

The wedding symphony sounded at the right time, all the guests stood up and looked towards the entrance of the church together with Shen Shaohan.

The elegant wedding dress sets off Ani's exquisite body. She is holding the arm of her father Lilicent and walking towards her groom step by step, so all the guests silently bless them in their hearts.

Finally, Lilicent handed Ani to Shen Shaohan, and Shen Shaohan took it respectfully. He knew what it meant. A father handed over his precious daughter, which he loved all his life, to another man at this moment.

From then on, he will shoulder all the responsibilities of loving her, loving her, and taking care of her, and devote his life to making her happy.

The two stood side by side under the altar, and in the silence, the pastor began his formulaic oratory.

"Mr. Shen Shaohan, are you willing to marry Ms. Ani, regardless of rich or poor, regardless of poverty and disease, regardless of difficulties and setbacks, will be by her side, love her, and protect her?"

Shen Shaohan turned his head to look at Ani, and stared deeply. The beautiful little face was charming and charming, with a slight smile, so shy that it warmed Shen Shaohan's heart, and the melting love filled his whole body. He turned his head, lips Angle raised.

"I am willing."

The three words were clearly spit out from the thin lips, loudly and without hesitation.