As soon as the phone was placed next to his ears, before he could speak, Wang Ma's voice was already rushed: "Mu Ru, it's not good."

"What's wrong? Mom Wang?" Mu Ru quickly asked: "Are you sick or something happened to you?"

"It's not me," Wang Ma's hurried voice hesitated for a moment before he heard it again: "It's your father Xi Yuancheng, he...he can't do it anymore."

Xi Yuancheng couldn't do it anymore? Mu Ru's heart immediately skipped a beat.

She still remembers not long ago, but it was actually half a month ago. That time, Xi Muxue knelt down to beg her. Isn’t Xi Yuancheng still helping Muxue scold her? Why can’t it be done in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that Xi Muxue has returned from the United States again? Then she came up with some conspiracy? The father and daughter controlled Wang Ma and asked Wang Ma to call her, with the purpose of tricking her over?

She didn't want to be fooled again, so she said to Wang Ma indifferently: "Well, Wang Ma, if he doesn't work, just look for his beloved baby Xi Muxue. What are you doing when you call me?"

Wang Ma was obviously stunned on the phone and didn't know how to answer, because Mu Ru refused this very simply, and she also clearly understood how Xi Yuancheng had treated Mu Ru.

So she whispered, "Okay, Muru, I understand, then I'll call... Muxue."

Mu Ru hung up her phone and felt extremely irritable. Xi Yuancheng, the person who had lost her since she was a child and regarded her as a villain and as a oboo, had no need to pay attention to his life or death, and he would be a lie every time he said he could not do it.

Thinking of this, Mu Ru no longer had to worry about Xi Yuancheng's affairs, and immediately became confused about his paintings in Korea, because Dongfang Mo did not let her go back to get them, so it seemed that she could only let Che Qixuan send them to her.

So she called Che Qixuan again, but no one answered the phone, so she had to call home again. This time someone answered it, but Park Ji-hye answered it.

Muru quickly told Park Ji-hui about the things he wanted to paint in Korea and asked her to tell Cha Qi-hyun to help her send it. Park Ji-hui teased her on the phone, Xi Muru, are you forgiven Dongfang Mo so quickly and even planning to spend your life with him?

Mu Ru was stunned immediately, but couldn't answer a word. Did she forgive Dongfang Mo? She didn't know, but she was pregnant with his child, so what if she didn't live with him?

Park Ji-hye couldn't wait for her answer for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Okay, you'll do your own business. Are you paintings? I'll bring you here for you in a few days. I'm going to come to Binhai."

"Are you going to come to Binhai?" Mu Ru couldn't help but wonder, "Zhihui, what are you doing in Binhai? Is your business here?"

"Hahaha, of course there is," Park Ji-hye smiled and called, and then added: "Even if I don't have my business, I can come here for a trip. Besides, I promised Xiaoyumao last year, saying that when she celebrates Children's Day after she is five years old, she will take her to the seabed for a trip. I have to keep my word, right?"

Mu Rujing Pu Zhihui suddenly remembered this reminder, but it was not. Children's Day is coming soon, and she has not prepared a holiday gift for Xiao Yumao.

After chatting with Park Ji-hui for a few more words, Park Ji-hui asked jokingly on the phone, can she live in Yiqin Mo City when she comes to Binhai? Mu Ru quickly said, of course, it can. After all, that place is no longer Dongfang Mo's own.
Chapter completed!