"You just said you..." Zhao Fulin pointed to Mu Tingfeng, eager to hear the negative answer from each other's mouth, to make sure that what she just heard was just her own illusion.

Mu Tingfeng frowned unhappily, as if she was not very satisfied with Zhao Fulin's surprise. Did her kindness surprise her?

"I said, I'm after you."

"After me? Mu Tingfeng, was your head damaged by the elevator door that day? Are you after me? " Zhao Fulin seems to have heard some big joke.

Mu Tingfeng face a black, long so big, for the first time so attentive pursuit of a person, in the end was also suspected!

Open mouth is ready to explain, but see Zhao Fulin face slightly cold, that pair suddenly become some sharp eyes so without warning and he bumped together, with a trace of startling cold and decisive.

"Don't forget who didn't want me and LeLe? What do you want to do now? Is there anything you want on me and LeLe? Or do you regret it? Do you think the Mu family should have a rightful successor and want to take Lele back? "

Lelewo is in Zhao Fulin's arms. When he hears Zhao Fulin's words, his face turns white, and his hands around Zhao Fulin's neck are tightened. He hugs Zhao Fulin like a koala bear, as if his hand is the only driftwood under the abyss that can save him.

"No, mom, Lele, don't leave mom. Lele wants to be with her mother. She doesn't want anyone else. She doesn't want Lele. Lele is good. Lele is good. "

Lele's sudden cry startled the two people in the argument, especially Zhao Fulin. He never thought that his sarcastic remarks against Mu Tingfeng would touch the sensitive nerves of his baby son.

Zhao Fulin, who was disturbed by Lele's cry, glared at Mu Tingfeng fiercely, and eagerly lowered her head to coax Lele: "Lele, Lele, my mother didn't want Lele, but my mother didn't have time to hurt Lele. How can I not want Lele? Good, Lele, don't cry. I'll cry my little face later, and it won't be lovely. "

"Lele wants her mother, just her mother." This time, the little boy was really scared. His nose was puffing and his eyes were red. His two little hands were holding Zhao Fulin's clothes on his shoulder. His face full of tears was full of attachment to Zhao Fulin.

Zhao Fulin looked at him like this, his heart was about to melt. At the moment, she threw the big man standing opposite him behind her head, and at the same time, she bowed her head to kiss Lele's fleshy little face, and at the same time, she said good things.

Mu Tingfeng looked at the intimacy of the mother and son, which was so harmonious that no one could interfere. His heart moved. I don't know what kind of mind he was out of, so he lifted his hand up uncontrollably and extended it to the music in Zhao Fulin's arms.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Fulin's angry questioning made Mu Tingfeng wake up. His outstretched hand just froze a few centimeters away from Lele.

"Mom..." Lele's big eyes twinkled with clear fear, and her little body unconsciously shrank closer to Zhao Fulin's arms, sticking to Zhao Fulin's body.

Zhao Fulin is also a face of defense, hands holding the arms of the child, subconsciously back a few steps, a pair of Mu Tingfeng if you dare to take a step closer with him desperately dignified appearance.

Mu Tingfeng looked at the two in front of him and saw them as if they had seen the mother and son like a flood of beasts. His eyes were hardly at a loss. He said bitterly, "I just want to touch him."

How ridiculous, it is clearly connected with their own children, but their children are so big, but he has never touched him, let alone hugged him

Zhao Fulin's eyes flashed a trace of suspicion, heart, hard not to come true by their own unfortunate material, this man's goal is really... Lele?!

In this way, Zhao Fulin's hostility to Mu Tingfeng is deeper. She can give him whatever Mu Tingfeng wants, only Lele.

This child is the lifeblood of her now, Mu Tingfeng wants him, unless he steps on his own body!

"There's no need for you to be so kind-hearted. Lele had a good life without a father before, and there's no need for a redundant father in the future."

Zhao Fulin's words are really ruthless. Mu Tingfeng's face turns white and wants to say something, but he finds that his throat is stuck with something and can't say a word.

When Xia zetao arrived in a hurry with the huge bouquet, he saw the awkward scene.

Pushing the black framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Secretary Xia, who has been wandering among all kinds of banquets, keenly sniffs an unusual breath, and then combines what he sees with what he sees.

The CEO, who owes money by EQ, may have said something again, which made the former president's wife angry. Tut Tut, this is not a good time for him to make a grand appearance and save the scene?!

Without saying a word, Secretary Xia rushes to Zhao Fulin, thrusts the heavy bouquet into the center of them, and says with a smile: "former... Miss Zhao, this is the 99 roses sent to you by our president. I just picked them in the florist. Look, they are so beautiful."

In Xia zetao's heart, women are sentimental animals. No matter how angry they are before, no matter how angry they are in the face of such a big bunch of romantic roses, no matter how angry they are, they will disappear in an instant.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the one in front of him was not in his category.

Zhao Fulin looked at the rose on Xia zetao's hand in disgust, then turned to Mu Tingfeng and gave a cold smile: "I don't care what your purpose is. You send flowers to please me every day. I just tell you that if you want Lele back, there's no way!"

What... What's the situation?! Xia zetao was startled by Zhao Fulin's sudden attack.

Mu Tingfeng's eyes twinkle slightly, and his lips open slightly to explain, but Zhao Fulin once again snatches the right to speak.

"Mu Tingfeng, don't forget that you signed the agreement to give up Lele. Lele has nothing to do with you now. Whether you regret it or not, please don't disturb our mother and son again. remarry? I tell you, if you want to remarry with me, you have to satisfy my son first, otherwise everything is out of the question. As for your dead face that can't even smile, I'm happy to see you cry once, let alone live together under the same roof in the future. Besides, if I remember correctly, you still have a Miss Su outside. Is Miss Su still pregnant with your child? Please do a whole set of tricks and deal with people first, and then talk about remarriage with me. "

What... What? Does the president have a junior outside? And that little three has children! No, it's too much information! He needs to calm down!