President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

"Uh--"

Shuiyue was completely at a loss for words.

"Mom, uncle promised to treat me to McDonald's."

When Shuiyue was embarrassed, Fengming said happily beside him, which surprised Shuiyue even more.

"Feng Ming!"

Shuiyue called the little guy's name with a slightly reprimanded tone.

She has always disapproved of children eating that kind of fast food, which is not good for their health.The most important thing is that he wants to be with Mu Junqian, what, what should I do?

"Mom, I know you won't let me eat junk food, but Feng Ming really wants to go, just this time, let me go with Uncle Mu. Mom, too, okay?"

The little guy begged pitifully, trying his best to be pitiful.

Shuiyue knelt down, faced her son face to face, and said seriously:

"Feng Ming, you are very rude."

"Mother……"

Feng Ming's small mouth was deflated, and tears welled up in his big eyes, which even Mu Jungan who was beside him could see clearly.

He couldn't bear it, glanced at Shuiyue quickly, and said:
"Feng Ming, Mom doesn't agree with you eating foreign fast food, so let's change to something else, OK?"

Of course Mu Junqian knew what Shuiyue was objecting to?The choice of what to eat is not the most important thing, in fact, Shuiyue just wants to avoid herself.

But I don't know why, maybe seeing Feng Ming's appearance is too distressing, and I don't want to miss the appointment with him.

Maybe it's because he has a selfish desire to use Feng Ming to have some contact with Shuiyue, even for a moment.

"Well, I agree with what uncle said. As long as mother agrees, Feng Ming can stop eating McDonald's."

Feng Ming stretched out his small hand, wiped his big eyes glistening with tears, nodded vigorously, and looked at Shuiyue with an expression full of anticipation.

"This……"

This time, Shuiyue didn't know what excuse she could use to reject Feng Ming, she sneaked a glance at Mu Junqian, but he always had the usual calm and indifferent expression.This made Sui Yue even more at a loss.

"Mom, just promise Feng Ming! Don't you like Uncle Mu as much as Feng Ming?"

The little guy was unrestrained, but this casual sentence was like a small bomb, which caused huge waves in the hearts of Shuiyue and Mu Jungan.

"Feng Ming, don't talk nonsense."

Shuiyue tried her best to stop Xiaojiafan, at this moment she could feel her cheeks burning like fire.

She felt so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground and slip in.

This couldn't help but make her regret that she shouldn't have talked so casually with the little guy that day, but the words she let him listen to now will make Mu Junqian think of herself.

She could even feel that Mu Jungan's cold eyes beside her were radiating heat at the moment, as if they were staring at her.

With certain doubts and uncertainties, he was examining her carefully.

"Mom, let's go together!"

Feng Ming dragged Shuiyue's arm, begging her. :
Shuiyue couldn't bear to refuse Feng Ming's appearance, but she didn't know how to face Mu Junqian.

This made her even more embarrassed, just when she didn't know how to answer Feng Ming, Mu Junqian spoke again, this time Shuiyue had no room for refusal.

"Am I that scary?"

Mu Junqian's non-salty voice drifted past Shuiyue's ears, Shuiyue bit her lower lip lightly, raised her head slowly, and met those eyes.

"No, it's not, that..."

Shuiyue wanted to explain something, but she was interrupted by Mu Jungan's next words:
"Since it's not, let's go together. lest Feng Ming be disappointed."

After speaking, Mu Jungan walked to the car, opened the passenger's door, and stood straight on the side of the road, waiting for Shuiyue and Fengming to get into the car.

Shuiyue stood up, she knew she couldn't refuse anymore, but getting into his car was beyond her expectation, she murmured:

"I, I have a car."

"Let's go together, it's more convenient. Find an agent driver and ask him to drive your car back."

Mu Jungan's voice was still calm, but it was undeniably domineering.

Shuiyue was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to walk towards Mu Junqian, but she could feel the stiffness of her steps;

And Feng Ming jumped up happily, and ran towards Mu Jungan's handsome Aston Martin.

After choosing and choosing, Shuiyue agreed to Feng Ming's request and went to McDonald's.

On the one hand, the little guy hasn't eaten a hamburger for a long time and is hungry. Although Shuiyue doesn't agree with the child eating this kind of junk food, it doesn't hurt once in a while.

On the other hand, Shuiyue felt that McDonald's was faster and more convenient than other dining methods, and there were more people in the store, so she and Mu Jungan would not be too embarrassed.

There are many people in McDonald's and it is very lively. Most of the customers are parents and children.

But since Fengming entered the restaurant, he couldn't hide his excitement, his little head was looking around, and his big clever eyes were rolling around, looking for the target to play with later.

For some children, more than half of the reasons for coming to fast food restaurants such as McDonald's and KFC are to play, and at the same time, they can find many like-minded friends.

The three found a seat by the window and Mu Junqian went to line up to order food, while Shuiyue took Fengming and stayed on the seat to wait for him.

After a while, Mu Jungan returned to his seat with a tray full of fast food.

It was really difficult for him today, perhaps because of Feng Ming he experienced many firsts at once.

It was the first time I went to kindergarten to play games with a little kid, and it was the first time I came to this kind of fast food restaurant to eat at Feng Ming's request, and it was also the first time I ordered food by myself at the dining table.

Shuiyue glanced at him quickly, and a warmth slowly surged in her heart, and gradually enlarged, spreading in her heart.

When Xiao Fengming saw the delicious food in front of him, he couldn't hold back for a long time. He stretched out his fat little hand and started to grab the hamburger and chicken nuggets in front of him. The cute eating appearance made people laugh.

Mu Junqian, on the other hand, watched him eating with a smile, and from time to time wiped the salad dressing on his face with a paper towel, his pampering expression was beyond words.

"Uncle, Mom, why don't you eat?"

The little guy's mouth is full, and he can't speak clearly.

"We'll eat later."

Mu Junqian and Shuiyue spoke almost at the same time, and their words were exactly the same. This kind of coincidental tacit understanding made them both raise their eyes to look at each other.

But at the moment when their eyes collided, they quickly turned their eyes away, and both of them felt a little unnatural.

Especially Shuiyue, her cheeks blushed all of a sudden, she lowered her head unconsciously, for fear that Mu Jungan would see through her mind.

"Oh."

Feng Ming responded briefly, and continued to lower his head to deal with the food in his hand, with an extremely focused expression.

Feng Ming didn't speak, and the two of them had nothing to say, which made the atmosphere a bit weird.

Shuiyue never dared to look directly into Mu Jungan's eyes, she just glanced at him occasionally, and he was either talking to Feng Ming, or handing this to that for Feng Ming, very patiently.

She can feel his love for Feng Ming, is it because Feng Ming is her son?

Or that wonderful blood relationship?What would he do if he knew that Feng Ming in front of him was his own son?

Surely you will love him even more than now, right?Such thoughts made Shuiyue feel a burst of pain unknowingly.

And secretly laughed at her own stupidity, he no longer belonged to her, from the moment she agreed to marry Shaohan five years ago, he no longer belonged to her.

Although her heart was in great pain, she did not regret her choice.

Even if she goes back to the past and gives her another chance to choose again, she will still do the same. She is willing to sacrifice herself for her job, for her mother, and for Yang Yi, to fulfill everyone she loves deeply.

With a full stomach, Feng Ming yelled to go to the children's play area to play. :
Both Shuiyue and Mu Jungan offered to accompany him there, but the little guy said very seriously that he could go and play with the children himself.

Uncle and mother didn't eat, so let's stay to eat and chat.

His arrangement couldn't help but make Shuiyue and Mu Junqian look at each other inadvertently, and inexplicable complex emotions immediately occupied the hearts of the two of them.

"Mom, uncle, I'm going. Eat more, the burger tastes good."

Feng Ming got off the chair on his own, and ran to the children's play area in the corner.

Shuiyue and Mu Junqian followed him until his little figure merged into the noisy area and played with other children.

Shuiyue felt that her breathing was about to stagnate, what kind of situation was she in front of her, she was so close to the man she loved, but she felt that they were never so far away.

Five years ago she cruelly abandoned him, after five years of estrangement, now the two are so close.

They could even feel each other's heartbeats, but she knew that there was a gap between them. They were not strangers, but that feeling was stranger than strangers.

"Uh—I'm really sorry, I know you're very busy. Actually, you...you don't have to stay with Feng Ming. I'll just take him back later."

Shuiyue felt that it was not an option to keep silent like this all the time, so she wanted to speak after thinking about it.

She knew how busy Mu Junqian was, but at this moment, she took time to sit in this fast food restaurant that she had never visited in order to accompany Fengming.

Moreover, she had to face herself and endured the awkward atmosphere. She felt that Mu Jun couldn't do it well, and she should find an excuse for him to leave.

But how could she know that the man opposite was so willing to stay here, because there was her here, and there was an aura that he was familiar with and yearned for.

"Does it make you uncomfortable if I stay here?"

Mu Junqian stared closely at the haunting face in front of him, his voice was unusually cold, and what Shuiyue said seemed to him to be an order to chase away guests.

"Oh, no, no, I, I didn't mean that."

Shuiyue didn't expect her meaning to be misunderstood by him again. She knew that she was conflicted. She wanted to see him but was afraid to face him. She felt that she was about to collapse.

"What does that mean? Are you afraid that I will get along with Feng Ming? Is it because you are afraid that Shaohan will misunderstand you?"

Mu Junqian said lightly, without the slightest expression on his face, this was the first time he mentioned Shaohan after meeting Shuiyue.

From Mu Junqian's point of view, Shuiyue was very unwilling that Fengming would have any contact with him, and he could see that Shuiyue hadn't mentioned to Shen Shaohan about their meeting.

According to his current thinking analysis, it is that Shuiyue is afraid that Shaohan will misunderstand and affect the relationship between their husband and wife.

"No, you misunderstood. I'm just afraid of delaying you. I have no other intentions."

Shuiyue also raised her head at this time, looking into his eyes.

"No, I've already said it, this is my promise to Feng Ming, I hope to see him happy."

Mu Junqian was still downplaying, but there was unquestionable firmness in his tone.

"Thank you, Feng Ming is really happy."

Shuiyue nodded, speaking sincerely.

Silence was staged between the two again. After a long time, Mu Junqian suddenly said:
"Fengming is very cute, Shaohan... is very blessed."

Although there are only a few short words, it reveals the sadness and helplessness in his heart, as well as a trace of envy and jealousy.

Of course Shuiyue understood what he meant, her heart suddenly ached.

The hidden wound in the heart was violently torn open, and a cloud of wet mist also rushed into the eye sockets in an instant.

Feeling her gaffe, she immediately turned her eyes away from his face, bit her cherry red lips fiercely with her white teeth, and restrained herself desperately, not to let the tears flow down.