A bowl of fresh, steaming hot Zhang family's ginger soup was placed in front of Mr. Mu Chen.

"Mr. Mou, I cooked this ginger soup myself. You can drink now." Zhang Xiao stood opposite to Mu Chen, her beautiful big eyes staring straight at Mu Chen, not giving him the slightest chance to refuse.

Mu Chen only took a glance before frowning, but he had no choice but to brace himself and pick up the bowl of ginger soup, choking on the strong ginger flavor before he even drank it.

He took a shallow taste and the soup entered his throat. It was spicy.

He really wanted to put the bowl down, but when he raised his eyes and received Zhang Xiao's burning gaze, he gave up on the thought of giving up.

No matter what, it was Zhang Xiao who cooked the ginger soup, it was her heart, it was her love.

He loved her!

If he could not even drink the ginger soup that she cooked, would she still believe in his love?

Mu Chen drank each mouthful of wine carefully.

Drinking while thinking that this was the concern of his beloved woman, he wailed in his heart: So spicy!

Suddenly, Mu Chen gulped down the ginger soup.

This way, he would be able to finish the ginger soup in the shortest amount of time possible, and would no longer have to endure the torturous torment.

"Mom, Mom."

Mu Ya came in with a small drawing board. When she saw Zhang Xiao, she happily picked up the drawing board and called out, "Mom, Mom."

She drew circles on the small drawing board.

Zhang Xiao smiled as she squatted down to wait for the little cutie to come over. Then, with one hand around Mu Ya's little body and the other pointing at a few circles on the small drawing board, she asked Mu Ya: "What did Mu Ya draw?"

Mu Ya could not answer it, nor did she know what she was drawing.

"Is it round like a ball? Or like an egg? " Zhang Xiao guided the child to recall the shape of the ball and egg.

Mu Ya blinked her eyes and told her: "Eggs are oval in shape and round."

Mu Ya then picked up the toy brush and carefully drew a few circles on the child's drawing board. Seeing that her holding the brush wasn't right, she also taught her how to hold the brush, and taught her how to draw a full drawing board.

"Mom, Eggy." After Zhang Xiao wiped the picture, Mu Ya drew a few circles again, and then said to Zhang Xiao happily.

Mu Chen bent over and praised her daughter, "Mu Ya is so smart, she can draw eggs."

Mu Ya, who had received praise from her parents, happily left Zhang Xiao's embrace. Her two small hands holding onto her child's little drawing board, she jogged out to find her big brother Zhong Yang.

Zhang Xiao stood up straight and asked Mu Chen with a fake smile: "Mr. Mou, have you finished drinking your ginger soup yet?"

Mu Chen slapped his face, "Zhang Xiao, let me catch my breath."

Too spicy.

He gulped it down. It was fast, but it was even spicier.

d.a.m.n.

He seriously suspected that after finis.h.i.+ng the bowl of ginger soup, he would not catch a cold and start a fire.

Glancing at Jiang Tang who still had half a bowl left, Zhang Xiao made a face, "Drink it, it won't kill you." With that, she walked in front of him.

Just as she walked out of the restaurant, Zhang Xiao snickered.

This time, she had dealt Mu Chen quite badly.

Zhang Xiao secretly laughed outside. She looked at the small bowl of ginger soup with a bitter face and muttered to herself: "You know I'm scared of spicy and yet you're spicy and fierce. With so much ginger, I won't kill you.

Muttering and muttering, he still resigned himself to his fate and drank the remaining half bowl of ginger soup.

He swore that he would never eat ginger again in this lifetime!

Half an hour later.

Mu Chen brought Zhang Xiao out of the door together with him. Mu Ya and Zhong Yang played happily, but for the first time, they did not cry and wanted to follow.

In the back seat, Mu Chen quietly extended his hand out to grab Zhang Xiao's hand that was sitting beside him. But when he was about to touch Zhang Xiao's hand, he pulled it back.

The image of him being rejected last night still echoed in his mind.

Zhang Xiao had also said that she would not avoid him, but she did not accept him either.

His brother advised him to give Zhang Xiao a period of time.

"Zhang Xiao."

Mu Chen, who had given up on pulling Zhang Xiao's hand, lightly called out.

"Yes."

"Do you feel that Mu Ya is very lonely, lacking a companion?" Mu Chen tilted his head, his pitch black eyes s.h.i.+ning with an unfathomable light. His handsome face was enigmatic, "Even if Zhi Yuan and I had invited many people to take care of her, she would still be lonely."

Aunt Lan and the others could not blend into Mu Ya's world.

Yes." Zhang Xiao continued, "Moya is very lonely, she lacks a playmate of the same age. As you can see, Zhong Yang is playing with her, so she won't cry and follow me out. " In such a large family like the Mu family, only Mu Ya was a child. For her, it was indeed very lonely.

Mu Chen's gaze turned deeper, "Do you think we should add her as a companion?"

Zhang Xiao immediately understood the hidden meaning in his words, she looked straight ahead, then looked at the car, "Mu Ya is Mr. Mou's daughter, whether or not you want to add him as a companion is Mr. Mou's business, it is not good to ask for Zhang Xiao's opinion."

He completely put the matter aside and stayed out of the picture.

Mu Chen dug a hole for her to jump in, but she didn't jump.

"You are Mu Ya's mother."

Zhang Xiao laughed bitterly, "Mr. Mou, I am just Mu Ya's contracted mother, I am not her mother by blood. The contract is due to expire."

"We renew the contract!"

Mu Chen took over without even thinking.

Zhang Xiao glanced at him, pursed her lips, and did not say a word.

Being glanced at by her in such a way, Mu Chen became a little depressed and complained in a low voice, "Zhang Xiao, can you stop looking at me? If you can change 'eyes' from 'eyes' to 'women', that would be more like it."

Soliciting him?

Zhang Xiao smiled and glanced at him again, "Mr. Mou, do you really want to be a hooker? Say your price. "

Mu Chen blushed a little. She was really bold to directly ask for his price.

Capturing Mu Chen's slightly red face, Zhang Xiao's heart jumped. She continued to ask: "Mr. Mou, tell me the price, how much does it cost to hire you?"

The driver who was focused on driving heard Zhang Xiao's ridicule and almost choked to death on her saliva.

This, this Miss Zhang was too bold.

Mu Chen quickly calmed down. He was an experienced man, and Zhang Xiao was the inexperienced one. There was no reason for him to be teased by Zhang Xiao. Therefore, his st.u.r.dy body slowly leaned towards Zhang Xiao, his handsome face almost touching Zhang Xiao's face. If Mu Ya were to see this scene, he would definitely squeeze in again and say tyrannically: "Daddy, my mother!"

A scorching Qi blew on Zhang Xiao's face, causing her low and hoa.r.s.e voice to exude a unique male charm, "To you, this is my price."

As he spoke, he extended a finger in front of Zhang Xiao's eyes.

"A thousand dollars?"

Mu Chen laughed and shook his head.

"10,000 yuan?"

Zhang Xiao asked for prices with a smile on her face. She was not tempted by Mu Chen and instead, appeared to be crafty.