President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

"Ok."

Feng Ming readily agreed, stretched out his small hand, took Shuiyue's hand, turned and walked towards Mu Junqian.

Besides, Mu Junqian thought that the child had found his mother, so he could leave.

Unexpectedly, the other party was actually Shuiyue whom he had been thinking about day and night, which made him a little unable to move, staring straight at the mother and son for a long time and lost his mind.

Shuiyue, who was being pulled by Feng Ming, walked forward with him, but after walking a few steps, she froze in place.

The tall and straight figure in front of her made her gasp suddenly.

She couldn't help but sigh that the world is so small, and meeting him on this occasion really surprised her.

Not to mention the number of people, but the most coincidental thing is that he was the one who helped Feng Ming. Could it be that all of this is God's will?

With some difficulty, Shuiyue was pulled in front of Mu Junqian by Fengming, both of them were a little embarrassed.

But Mu Junqian's adaptation was obviously faster than Shuiyue's, and the initial astonishment on his face had already been well concealed by him.

But at this moment, what Shuiyue faced was that stern, aloof face and eyes as deep as the deep pool.

This kind of feeling made Shuiyue feel both familiar and strange, as if she had returned to the heartbeat feeling when she met him for the first time a few years ago.

At this moment, Shuiyue could really feel that due to nervousness and helplessness, Shuiyue's face was flushed, and her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

"Mom, it was this uncle who helped me."

Feng Ming raised his face, pulled Shuiyue's clothes, and said to Shuiyue.

"Uh--"

The words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat, but Shuiyue was at a loss for words.

"Uncle, Mom came with me to thank you."

Feng Ming saluted Mu Jungan and said politely.

"Uh—thank you for helping... Feng Ming."

Shuiyue was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.

Xiao Fengming's words forced her to speak again, and she held back for a long time, trying to squeeze out these few words, still somewhat hesitant.

Mu Junqian stared deeply at Shuiyue, and of course he caught her expression in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes suddenly, as if he was probing her for something.

But instead he lowered his body, faced Feng Ming, stroked Feng Ming's little face with his outstretched hand, and said softly:
"Feng Ming, you're welcome. But next time you can't run around anymore, huh?"

"Yes, Feng Ming must listen to Uncle."

Shuiyue looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, hehe, my God, is it really connected by blood?
The son she had suffered and borne did not hear her words;
At this time, what Mu Junqian said, he wholeheartedly agreed, and he was bribed so quickly.

"Well, that's good. Uncle's mission is complete, so goodbye to uncle."

Mu Junqian stretched out his big hand and waved it, signaling to say goodbye to Feng Ming.

Such a scene is embarrassing and awkward, should he continue to stay?Before the raised footsteps could be taken, they were pulled back by the immature voice from behind.

"Uncle, you helped me, can we be friends?"

Shuiyue and Mu Jungan were taken aback by the little guy's sudden words.

"what?"

"Feng Ming?"

Both Mu Jungan and Shuiyue were exported at the same time.

The little guy's behavior really surprised both of them.

"Uncle, can we be friends?" The little guy persisted.

Mu Jun smiled dryly, walked over and squatted down, looked at the villain in front of him with interest, finally couldn't resist his innocent eyes, nodded and agreed.

"Great! Mom, uncle agreed to be my friend."

Feng Ming looked at Shuiyue excitedly, and Shuiyue smiled helplessly, even she could feel how far-fetched the smile on her face was.

Raising her head, she bumped into those deep eyes unexpectedly, Shuiyue trembled all over, her expression became even more unnatural.

From the moment they met, the two hadn't spoken, but Feng Ming was in the middle of it.

"Uncle, your number is already displayed in my mother's phone. I'll save it when I go back. If I miss you, I'll call you, okay?"

Feng Ming is really not ordinary smart, his ability to observe faces and see things is by no means inferior to adults.

"Feng Ming, you can't do this, uncle must be very busy, you will disturb him." Shuiyue felt very embarrassed.

But Shuiyue knew that Feng Ming really liked Mu Junqian, otherwise he wouldn't be so active.

The little guy is very repulsive to people he doesn't like. As the child's mother, Shuiyue knows Du Ming well.

"It's okay, don't bother."

The six characters are cold and without any emotion, Shuiyue can tell that these words are aimed at her.

Then Mu Jungan lowered his body and said to Feng Ming:

"You can call uncle anytime, I'm happy to be your friend."

Mu Junqian stretched out his big hand while talking, and held Fengming's fat little hand.

His tone was obviously much softer, and he treated Shuiyue as if he were two people just now.

In fact, even Mu Jungan didn't know why he couldn't refuse the villain's request.

Seeing him, there will be a soft feeling in my heart, an urge to get close to him and understand him.

His smart and cute appearance made him reluctant to leave, and he even felt that the time we spent together was too short.

Is it just because half of the genes in his body come from the woman in front of him that he hates so much that he can't stop?

No, he should hate him, but why can't he control the impulse when he sees her, and the softest part of his heart always feels like a burst of heartache.

"Really? Thanks uncle."

Next, Feng Ming's movements became even bolder. He hugged Mu Junqian's neck and pressed a kiss on Mu Junqian's handsome face.

However, the scale was not appropriate, which made Mu Jun's face drool.

"Uh--"

Mu Jungan stroked his face subconsciously, and inadvertently made a hand of saliva, he smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

Shuiyue hurriedly took out a tissue from her bag, before she had time to think about it, she reached out to wipe off the drool on Mu Jungan's face and hands.

But at the moment when he just touched it, his whole body convulsed like being electrocuted, and he quickly withdrew his hand, and his whole body froze on the spot.

The four eyes met, both of them were a little surprised, and their eyes were a little complicated.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I...well, Feng Ming is not sensible, don't mind."

Shuiyue didn't dare to raise her head, she just felt her cheeks were hot.

She could also feel that those icy eyes were looking directly at her, which made her a little ashamed.

Mu Jungan didn't speak, but took a deep look at Shuiyue, reached out to take the tissue in Shuiyue's hand, wiped his face, smiled at Feng Ming, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing his figure about to leave, Shuiyue's heart ached again, and her consciousness became blank at that moment, and the words that were held in her heart blurted out before she had time to think:

"Wait, wait a minute."

The short four words pulled Mu Jungan's pace like magic, and his body seemed to be nailed.

He closed his eyes, and slowly clenched his big hands into fists. His heart was bitter and painful, but there was a hint of sweetness faintly.

It has been five years, and she is still very lethal to him.

"That, that... you, how are you?"

Shuiyue swallowed her saliva stiffly, and asked what was in her heart with difficulty.

Hearing these words suddenly, Mu Junqian's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the cold eyes suddenly shot out the heat of hatred.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his exposed veins showed his forbearance, his entire handsome face twitched due to the pain.

Slowly he turned around and met Shuiyue's flickering eyes.

He frowned slightly, as if seeing crystal tears in her eyes, he squinted his eyes, thinking it was an illusion in doubt.

Is she crying?why cry?Is it for him?Will she think of him these years?Such thoughts could not help but soften his heart.

His gaze made Shuiyue extremely uncomfortable, and she quickly turned her gaze away.

But this small action made Mu Junqian's heart that had just melted chills once again.

He strolled towards her, the two were close at hand, Shuiyue kept her head down, but the scorching aura that was familiar to her completely surrounded her.

Mu Junqian looked down at the person in front of him, and the faint fragrance from Shuiyue's body mischievously penetrated into his nostrils, making him lose his mind again.

But he quickly adjusted his state, his voice was cold without any warmth.

"Thank you, very good."

"Er—oh, well, that's good."

Squeezing out a few words bitterly, although she hoped so much for him to be happy before, she still felt very disappointed when he said these words in person.

What she did has already forgotten her, and he still had a good life without her, so she has really become the past in his life.

The little bit of reason left by Shuiyue collapsed in an instant, and her previous forbearance was also out of control at this time.

There was mist in front of his eyes, and a crystal clear and cold teardrop slid down his cheek, and this sudden tear instantly burned Mu Jungan's eyes and hurt his heart.

"Shirt"

Mu Jun cursed softly, her tears were the last thing he could see, every time he saw her cry, he would feel very distressed.

In the past, he would hold her in his arms, cherish her, and comfort her; but now he can't do anything.

"Why are you crying? Isn't all this what you hoped for?"

Mu Jungan mockingly mocked.

"Fuck, oh, no, no, no, I..."

Shuiyue called his name subconsciously, but immediately realized her gaffe, but didn't know what to say, her thinking was confused for a while, and she was speechless.

"Miss Yun, it's private time now, don't talk about business."

Mu Jungan raised the corners of his beautiful mouth and said deliberately.At this moment, he can only use such words to stimulate her fiercely, lest what she continues to say will make him feel distressed and unbearable.

"Uh—yes, I'm sorry. I, I'm not..." Shuiyue felt ashamed.

Thinking that Mu Jungan would hate her, but when she really felt the hatred, she was still heartbroken.

"Oh? It's not a business matter? It seems that Ms. Yun has a private matter with Mu?"

Mu Junqian looked at Shuiyue with great interest, waiting for her to speak.

Although he said it so casually, God knows, how much he wanted her to say something?
Even though he knew that no matter what she said, he would feel heartache, and it would increase his hatred for her.

But he still hopes to hear her talk, and hopes to spend more time with her. He still yearns for the feeling of being with her, and the familiar fragrance on her body is still what he misses the most.

"Huh? No, no."

Shuiyue glanced at Mu Jungan in disbelief, and all she could read from his eyes was coldness. She stopped what she said that rushed to her lips, and turned to deny it vigorously.

Mu Junqian's deep eyes tightened instantly, and his pupils suddenly became smaller, his previous hope was completely shattered.

He was once again dejected, and had no choice but to use a more stern expression to arm his fragile heart.

"very good."

Mu Junqian bit these two words heavily, and the flames from his eyes seemed to burn the water moon.