Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

"Woo, woo, woo... Mommy, Mommy..."

Little Mu'er fell down outside the iron gate of the villa, sitting there pitifully.

The little paper box she had brought the cake in was tipped over and rolled out, staining her pretty little dress.

"Mu'er, Mu'er, don't cry... Mommy is here..."

Seeing Mu'er in such a mess, Su Qing's heart throbbed fiercely, and she hurried over to hug her baby.

Even if she rubbed the cake on her own clothes with such a hasty action, Su Qing didn't care.

"Mommy, the cake was knocked over... woo... Mu'er is stupid..." Little Mu'er cried twitchingly, wanting to pick up the cake on her skirt miserably.

It was made by Mommy, Daddy will definitely like it very much.

Mu'er is not good, she actually soiled the cake Mommy gave Daddy.

"It's okay, just make it after the cake is overturned."

Su Qing wiped away the tears for little Mu'er, the teary little thing was hugged by Su Qing and comforted softly.

She asked Mu'er carefully what happened.

But Mu'er just cried, except that she knew her cake was overturned, so she sat here and cried.

Su Qing knew nothing about the others.

Mu'er bit her lower lip and sobbed, her pink face was weeping, and she didn't say a word.

Su Qing hugged her and looked up at the villa with the closed door.

A certain window on the second floor of the villa seemed to have a figure passing by.

But in the next moment, the curtains were drawn tightly.

The Santa Claus that little Mu'er was talking about didn't appear, and little Muer didn't seem to see him after going up the mountain alone for so long.

"Muer, be good, Mummy will take you home." Su Qing knew that there was someone in the villa, and she saw the shadow hidden behind the window on the second floor.

Although it was only for a moment, the backlight could not be seen clearly, but the visibly shaking curtains still exposed the situation inside.

For this, Su Qing was a little angry.

She didn't know who Fang Sheng lived in this villa, but Xiao Mu'er had obviously fallen outside the villa and cried for a while.

Before she came, the owner of this villa didn't even open the door, and didn't extend any helping hand to Xiao Mu'er.

If he is really the so-called 'Santa Claus' that Little Muer said... Then Su Qing really has to doubt the heart of this 'Santa Claus'.

Looking at the window on the second floor for the last time, Su Qing picked up Mu'er, covered her body with cream, and went down the mountain.

It wasn't until the back of the woman holding the child disappeared outside the gate of the villa that he could no longer be seen. He Zhang, who was hiding behind the curtain, turned his head in embarrassment.

"Master, Miss Su Qing is gone... The little lady was hugged by her, and we went down the mountain together."

He Zhang doesn't understand, really doesn't understand, why does Young Master Qiao do this?

He couldn't help but ask: "Master, I don't understand, Miss Mu'er is so happy to see you with a cake, why did you turn a blind eye to Miss Mu'er? She...she was waiting for you outside the door After a few hours, in order to climb the wall to get in, you accidentally fell, you are really..."

"You step back, I want to rest." Qiao Mohan naturally heard the puzzlement in He Zhang's voice.

But he didn't answer, but gave an order indifferently.

The man got up, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and walked into the bedroom.

After being completely blind, in the past few months, he has gradually adapted to the strange darkness.

He Zhang just looked at Qiao Mohan's tall and straight figure, and fell into the shadow of the back room a little lonely.

Qiao Shao, who lost his light, never turned on the light again.

He doesn't need lights.

Therefore, his bedroom has the curtains drawn all year round, no sunlight, and no need to turn on the lights—it is always so dark and indifferent.

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