President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

This sneaky kiss made Shuiyue unprepared, but it achieved the purpose of shocking her. His big eyes with flowing eyes met those deep and dark eyes. Only she could understand the deep affection in his eyes.

In the blessing of a birthday song, two delicate maids pushed the five-layer cake lit by candlelight into the center of the living room from far to near.

The snow-white cream cake is dotted with sparse bright yellow and lavender flowers. The faint sweet fragrance lingers in the air and reaches people's nostrils. It looks elegant and attractive.

Exquisite candles shone brightly, cheers and dances added to the atmosphere.

Mu Junqian looked at Shuiyue holding her hand, and walked to the cake dining car. The guests in the living room also gathered in the center one after another, forming a circle.

Mu Junqian showed a charming smile to all those who wished him well, then clasped his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and always had a smile on his lips.

After silently making a wish, he opened his eyes and vigorously blew out the candle in front of him.

Amidst the cheers, the bright lights in the hall were lit up again, and the brightness of the room was restored, and the warm atmosphere reached its peak.

Youyang's waltz music sounded, Mu Junqian stretched out his hand to Shuiyue, and made a gesture of invitation.

According to the usual practice, this dance is performed by Shou Xing and his female partner alone under the gazes and blessings of everyone.

They slid into the center of the guests, Mu Junqian hugged her waist affectionately, while Shuiyue wrapped his neck shyly.

The soft face, rosy cheeks, and shy look were all caught by Mu Junqian.

At this time, he only has her in his eyes, the world and everything is illusory, and she is the only one in his eyes.

Dancing, spinning, leaning forward, a series of movements were performed tacitly and perfectly between the two.

It also attracted everyone's attention to them.

Shen Shaohan squinted his long and narrow eyes, sitting in the corner, holding a wine glass alone, tasting loneliness.

Shuiyue's every frown, smile, every look and every movement became his target of following.

Every time she showed a happy smile, his heart would ache, that smile came from the bottom of her heart.

He knew that the source of that smile came from the person she loved, but the sad thing was that he would never be her source, let alone the love in her heart.

But he couldn't let her go, so hard to let go, so heartbroken.

Seeing their happiness, he should bless them, but why can't he do it? Looking at the deeply attached eyes between them, his heart seems to be hollowed out.

Only one person hides in the corner and numbs his nerves with bitter wine. Perhaps only in this way can the heart-piercing pain be relieved for a moment.

Mu Yunfan chatted casually with several directors of the Mu family, and from the corner of his eyes, he always seemed to scan the couple in the middle of the hall.

Of course, the focus is on Shuiyue.

The old man was smoking a cigar, and he was also thinking carefully in his heart. Could it be that fate really has reincarnation?

He has been all-powerful for dozens of years, and everything is under his control, so why is he helpless with this cursed face?

Xia Shuyi sat face to face with Mu Zhenlin with a cold pale face.

She looked at the girl in her son's arms with hatred in her eyes. If it wasn't for this occasion, she would have rushed over without hesitation and pulled them away.

She would never allow her son to be confused by that face, even if she was turned into ashes, she would remember that face, how could she forget that face that brought her humiliation and bitterness.

She hates, at this time all the cells in her body are full of hatred, she cannot tolerate that face appearing in her life again, even if it means burning everything.

She squinted at Mu Zhenlin who was opposite, and secretly made an unknown decision.

Mu Zhenlin's attention was always on Shuiyue.

He was too familiar with this beautiful, refined little face, too pleasantly surprised, too haunted by his dreams.

I really didn't expect God to take such good care of him that he would see this face again in his lifetime.

He thought that he would never have the chance to see her again in this life or even in the next life, but even he himself couldn't believe it, that he would see her face again in his own home.

Mu Zhenlin suddenly remembered the Mu family's [-]th anniversary celebration a few months ago, and the glimpse he caught in the crowd should be her too.

Yes, it can't be wrong, it must be her, and he couldn't hide his excitement when he thought of this.

But he could also feel the eyes full of hatred and jealousy from the other side, he coughed unnaturally and tried his best to avoid the eyes.

Facing the complex gazes of pain, exploration, hatred, or surprise around them, the two dancing lightly don't realize that they only have each other in their eyes.

"Yue'er, you are so beautiful, I regret it a little."

Mu Jungan put on a serious look on purpose and said seriously.

"What do you regret?" Shuiyue blinked her big eyes, her lovely smile revealed her purity.

"I regret bringing you here." Mu Jungan stopped what he wanted to say, desperately trying to get him.

"Uh--"

Mu Jungan raised the corners of his pretty mouth and continued:
"I regret bringing you here, making you the focus of the field, those men's eyes are all on you." Mu Junqian's words were full of jealousy.

"Hehe, eating dry vinegar indiscriminately."

Shuiyue smiled shyly, but couldn't help being sweet in her heart, she really didn't realize that her CEO boyfriend was so jealous.

"Yes, I'm just jealous." Mu Jungan said domineeringly.

"You, why do you look like a child."

Shuiyue knew that Mu Junqian would only become like this when he was in front of her, a man who could act like a baby.

At the end of the song, the two parted reluctantly, and walked to the sidelines holding hands.

When the second dance song sounded, all the guests danced in twos and threes, and skirts fluttered on the dance floor, lively and cheerful.

Shen Shaohan picked up the wine glass and walked towards the two, said a few friendly words, and then invited Shuiyue to dance, which was his main purpose.

Although he knew that she would not belong to him, he still couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms and dance together.

Even if Mu Junqian has tens of thousands of dissatisfaction, it is not easy to refuse the invitation of a friend. No matter how you say he is a dignified president, he has a bit of demeanor.

Therefore, very unwillingly, he sent his girlfriend into his hands, picked up a glass of wine, and walked towards his parents.

He saw his parents' gaffe just now, and he really wanted to know where the problem was?Was it just him announcing her identity to them?

His intuition told him it wasn't that simple, but what was it?

Mu Jun sat beside his parents with a big face, his expression was a little cold, he looked at Xia Shuyi for a long time, and then said seriously: "Mom, why did you treat Shuiyue like that?"

Xia Shuyi took a quick look at Mu Junqian, and said calmly and calmly: "Oh, Mom was confused and thought she was an old friend of mine, but it turned out not to be. Why, did I surprise her?"

Of course Xia Shuyi would not say anything to Mu Jungan, this is a secret, an eternal secret in her heart.

Now that she has decided to do something, she has to come up with means, and her boss is the first person who can't know her plan.

"That's right." Mu Junqian looked into his mother's eyes, trying to find something out of them, but there was no waves there, and no waves could be seen.

"Otherwise what do you think it is?" Xia Shuyi said lightly.

"No."

After Mu Jungan finished speaking, he got up and left. He seemed to think of something when he stepped out, and took it back, then turned his head and continued: "Also, Yue'er is fine, you don't have to worry."

There was something in Mu Jungan's words, and he knew that his mother could understand it, and the meaning of it might only be understood by their mother and son.

It was almost late at night when the birthday party ended, and Shuiyue thanked the elders of the Mu family and said goodbye.

This time, the three of them have changed the state of their first meeting to varying degrees, and their words are more calm and pleasant to listen to.

Especially Mu Zhenlin, who showed unusual enthusiasm, with different attitudes before and after, which made Shuiyue a little uncomfortable.

But in this way, the doubts in Shuiyue's previous heart were offset, and a suspended heart finally returned to its original position.

Walking out of Fengqiao Bieyuan, Shuiyue's original intention was to take Shen Shaohan's ride, but Mu Jungan refused no matter what, and insisted on sending her back in person.

After getting into the car, Mu Jungan remained silent.

Shuiyue was a little puzzled, and asked gently: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Mu Jungan didn't look at her, and replied indifferently.

"What, are you angry?"

Shuiyue smiled, thinking of his face full of black lines when Shuiyue mentioned to take Shaohan's ride in Fengqiao Bieyuan, and didn't want him to take him off.

Mu Jungan didn't look at her, nor did he answer. He just looked straight ahead and held the steering wheel seriously.

After a while, the car started to go up the mountain road, and Shuiyue asked even more puzzled: "What, it's so late, where are we going?"

"A place where there are only you and me." Mu Junqian answered irrelevantly.

Lamborghini drove on the mountaintop road, fast and steady, and reached the top of the mountain in a short while.

Mu Junqian opened the car door and walked down.

Shuiyue smiled lowly, also pushed the car door, and followed closely behind.She knew that he was still angry, this big vinegar vat, he was still angry.

Standing on the top of the silent mountain, the black main theme is dotted with dotted lights, only the domineering headlights of the Lamborghini illuminate their surroundings like daytime.

The lights of Wanjia at the foot of the mountain are sparsely lit, the sky in the dark night is shining with stars, the little bugs are whispering in the grass, and the quiet night is beautiful and quiet.

A gust of cool wind blew by, Shuiyue subconsciously caressed her bare shoulders, shivering.

The small movements did not escape Mu Jungan's eyes. He sighed softly, took off his coat, and gently put it on Shuiyue's body, full of deep affection and love.

The coat carried Mu Jungan's body temperature, wrapped Shuiyue up, and the warm current spread all over the body in an instant.

At the same time, her big hand brushed over the smooth gooseneck, making Shuiyue tingle like an electric current, and she longed for the warm feeling.

But just for a moment, the big hand quickly left her skin, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

Turning to look at him, her expression was still cold, Shuiyue approached him obediently, stretched out her small hand, wrapped her waist around his strong waist from behind, and said softly:
"Fuck, are you really angry with me? Are you going to stop talking to me?"

The little hands tightened and increased strength, and the soft body moved closer to him. His body was strong and warm, which immediately brought her a sense of security, making her never want to let go.

Silence, still silence, the surrounding silence.

The waiting time was very long, Shuiyue only felt that her heart was falling a little bit, and when she was a little frustrated, Mu Junqian's actions warmed her heart again.

He turned around, met her with dark eyes, looked at her deeply, so direct, so unhideable, it made Shuiyue flustered and shy.

Her cheeks were hot, she lowered her head avoiding, but heard a sexy and magnetic voice above her head:

"How can I be willing to be angry with Yue'er, and how can I be willing to ignore my Yue'er?"

After speaking, he sighed lightly, and hugged Shuiyue into his broad arms with a little force, and the scorching breath immediately permeated Shuiyue's neck.

Drunk and lost, even the delicate body becomes limp and powerless.

She let him hold her, let him rub her delicate skin, and rubbed his ears together, exchanging feelings, and the love became stronger in each other's hearts.

"Damn, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want you to send it, but I don't want you to work too hard." Shuiyue's words rang softly in Mu Jungan's ears.

"Well, I know. But I don't work hard at all. As long as I'm with you, all my fatigue will disappear." Mu Junqian pulled Shuiyue away slightly, and said to her face to face.

"I know, I'll let you send it off in the future. Don't be annoyed." Shuiyue said jokingly.

"Of course not, I can only deliver my girlfriend." Mu Junqian pinched Shuiyue's little nose and said domineeringly.

"Hehe." Shuiyue smiled, and re-entered the warm embrace that made her not want to leave.

"Yue'er, is it cold?" Mu Jungan asked thoughtfully.

Shuiyue shook her head:
"No, the warmest place in your arms, I will never be cold with you." After speaking, he burrowed into Mu Jungan's arms again.

Mu Junqian generously distributed his warmth, hugging her tender body tightly with her big hands, and continuously conveyed her own warmth.

"Damn, what gift do you want, can I make it up for you?" Shuiyue's voice came from Mu Junqian's chest.

Mu Junqian smiled lightly: "I said before, you are my best gift."

"Then how can I do it? I don't give you a present on your birthday, it's very appropriate." Shuiyue continued to insist.

Seeing how serious she was, Mu Jungan raised his sword eyebrows, his lips curled into a smile, and there was a hint of cunning in his shining eyes: "Yue'er, do you really want to give me a present?"

"Of course, otherwise it would be too rude." Shuiyue insisted on her opinion.

"Well, I will choose this gift myself." Mu Jun smiled wickedly.

Not knowing why, Shuiyue responded with a serious face: "Fuck, tell me, what do you want?"

Mu Junqian freed up a hand, caressed Shuiyue's delicate red lips, and said three words softly: "I want you."

The desire in his eyes revealed his secret in an instant, but it was too late, when Shuiyue understood his wish, two thin lips had already covered them.

"Well……"

All the words were drowned in this passionate kiss.

Even though this night in Fengqiao Bieyuan, Shuiyue was always by his side, with her enchanting and charming body and a beautiful face.

It always attracts his attention, and even arouses his deep desire.

But there were too many people, and in the public, he had no choice but to control himself, and endured the thought of kissing Fangze again and again, until just now, he finally broke through the restraint and poured it out.

A faint fragrance in the morning wakes Shuiyue up from her dream, she opens her blurred eyes, and Nuoda's bedroom is quiet.

Shuiyue looked around carefully, when the breeze blew the window screen, the faint fragrance of lilies came with the wind, as if reminding her where she was.

She was very familiar with this fragrance, which came from the garden downstairs of Mu Jungan's villa.

Mu Junqian——Thinking of this name, Shuiyue turned her head to the other side, and sure enough, a handsome face was very close at hand.

Sun-black sword eyebrows, a tall nose, long and black eyelashes, two thin lips gently closed, and there seemed to be a contented smile on the corners of the mouth.

Such a face does not appear to be cold and domineering, but instead has a kind of easy-going intimacy.

He was still in a deep sleep, with his right arm resting on Shuiyue's neck and his left arm covering Shuiyue's chest.

The ambiguous action made Shuiyue think of the lingering in the car last night, so Shuiyue blushed.

She stretched out a small hand, wanting to gently pull away his hand covering her body, but she didn't want to be swept tightly by a powerful force.

Mu Junqian only exerted a little force, and with a light twist of his arms, he hugged the little woman who wanted to escape, and Shuiyue was firmly held by him.

"what."

The sudden attack made her startled, she screamed uncontrollably, and wanted to continue to say something, but Mu Junqian's slightly hoarse voice just woke up from above her head: "Yue'er, do you want to run away?" where?"

"What the hell...you hug me so hard I can't breathe." Shuiyue protested.

"Hehe." Mu Jun smiled slightly, and her little face had room to breathe.
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The two were placed in a huge bathtub, and the warm water surrounded their bodies.

She felt infinitely relaxed physically and mentally. He hugged her gently, and the shower on his head sprayed fine drops of water.

Falling on her smooth skin, Shuiyue's skin is white and translucent, and in the bathroom where the fog is getting thicker, it has an ethereal beauty.

"Yue'er, you are so beautiful."

Mu Junqian admired from the bottom of his heart, his voice was sexy and charming.

Such a situation, such a relative, made Shuiyue very shy, she lowered her head all the time, her little face was already blushing.

Shuiyue felt that he was about to flood, and hurriedly struggled to escape from his embrace, blushing and said:
"Come on, stop making trouble, I've finished washing, I have to go out first."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab the white towel, wrapped himself in it, and wanted to quickly escape from the bathroom, but Mu Junqian stretched out his long arm and gently grabbed it.