Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

"Ok!"

Mu Chuqing looked at the car parked not far away, and finally turned 90 degrees under her feet, pulling Doudou towards the other direction.

She decided not to get in that car.

Because once you go up, the destination must be Xishanju.

The driver had already reported to Sheng Yuchen. Today, the Sheng family’s old house did not send a car, so his task is to send Miss Mu and Miss Shengxia back to Xishanju.

Originally, the car door had been opened, but Mu Chuqing's sudden ninety-degree turn really made him panic.

He quickly closed the car door and ran after him with his foot.

"Miss Mu, Miss, the car is over there!"

The driver had a silly smile. At this time, he could only play stupid.

"No, I will take her to my place. Go back and talk to your husband."

"This……"

The driver looked embarrassed, this is not okay, he has been with her for a day, and in the end he left empty-handed, how to explain to the husband.

Mu Chuqing can't manage that much, nothing is more important than Doudou's position in her heart at the moment.

Besides, why does she live in Xishanju now!

Bad name, bad words.

"Okay, don't talk about it, thank you for your hard work. Hurry up and go back for business."

Mu Chuqing left after speaking, leaving the hard-faced driver in tears.

Cross?

The job is gone, what will he give me.

After blinking, the driver suddenly thought of something, and quickly took out his mobile phone.

Don't talk to each other in person. Through the phone, at least he can't see her husband's frozen face.

"Sir, Ms. Mu took Ms. Shengxia to her apartment, maybe not at night... I won't go back to Xishanju."

"..." There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

The driver only felt that he was about to die once.

"Beep toot" for a long while, finally there was a sound on the phone, but it was the sound of being hung up.

The driver was a little confused, what did this reaction mean.

Can he return to Xishanju in peace?

Perhaps, can he return to Xishanju in peace?

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Looking at the little hand in her hand, Mu Chuqing felt distressed and melancholy.

I didn't even hug enough, but now I want to hug, but it's hard.

I brought Doudou to the vegetable supermarket downstairs to buy some vegetables, planning to make a good dinner in the evening.

As soon as Doudou entered the door, she wrinkled her nose and sniffed the smell of the room, and then put her school bag on the desk by the window in the living room.

Mu Chuqing smiled and looked at Doudou, "Mommy is going to cook, do you do your homework first?"

"Okay."

Doudou opened the zipper of his school bag and took out the book.

Homework in the kindergarten, pinyin, arithmetic, English, and then graffiti.

For other children, they really need to be taken seriously, but in Doudou's eyes, it is just a matter of using a pen and taking some time.

The rest of the time, except for sketching on white paper with a pencil, and then a small face, frowned slightly, with Sheng Yuchen's eight-point charm, his face indifferent, I don't know what I'm thinking.

It took a while for Mu Chuqing to cook because she wanted to prepare the best for Doudou.

More than an hour later, Mu Chuqing's last fish soup was served.

Doudou waited for a long time, and finally waited for the doorbell.

Mu Chuqing got out of the restaurant, frowned and walked towards the door. Whoever is so insightful, just knocked on the door when they were having dinner.

The moment the door was opened, the slender man Hao Ran appeared in Mu Chuqing's sight.