As soon as they entered the door, they saw a four- or five-year-old child holding the boss's robot in one hand and holding a young woman in the other. He said excitedly: "Mom, Mom, when will the swimming pool be dug? En En can be in it?"
Raising goldfish?”
Mu Qingyu said: "The little goldfish I ordered will be here soon, but they are not swimming in the swimming pool, but in the aquarium."
Just as he was talking, another car suddenly stopped behind several reporters. "Excuse me."
The reporters all stepped aside and saw four strong men carrying a piece of glass about two meters long, one meter wide and two meters high through the door. Several reporters were startled. At this time, Mu Qingyu held hands with
Mu Shangen turned around, and several reporters saw that she was wearing a loose-fitting style with warm colors and a camel cashmere shawl on her shoulders. She looked casual, lazy and noble. Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and her face had a light expression.
Her smile doesn't look like a particularly eye-catching beauty, but it is very comfortable.
And the little boy she is holding in her hand is the legendary illegitimate son of hers, right?
Although there are rumors outside that this little boy may not be her biological son, but who believes it? It is very possible that she made it up in order to marry into the Leng family.
Thinking of this, these reporters couldn't help but start to despise her - they could do this to their own children, and they didn't know what method they used to coax Young Master Lin into spinning.
But not to mention, although such women are despised by others, they usually get the best.
Mu Qingyu didn't know how these reporters came. Anyway, today was just an interview, and there was no need to take photos or videos, so the house should be as chaotic as possible.
"Are you reporters?"
One of the reporters nodded: "Hello, are you Mu Qingyu? We are reporters from "Metropolitan Weekly" and we have an appointment to come over for an interview at ten in the morning."
Mu Qingyu smiled: "I'm sorry, it's a bit messy here. Please come over here."
She stretched out her arms and led them to the living room next to her.
Several reporters followed them and walked over. The living room was next to it. It was a quiet little courtyard, leaning against the wall, with a lavender field outside. If it was midsummer, it would be very beautiful.
"Please take a seat." There is a small round table, white wicker chairs, and warm-colored fabric cushions, which look very pleasant.
Mu Qingyu asked a few people to sit down: "Please wait a moment, Yunlin will be back soon. Yes, come on."
Mu Shangen blinked and blinked, looking at the reporters, holding a large robot half as tall as his body in one hand, and holding Mu Qingyu's little hand with the other, pulling him out.
As soon as they sat down, the nanny served refreshments. The reporters thought that they could inquire from the people next to them, which might make them more objective. One of the reporters quietly asked: "Well, are Mu Qingyu and Mr. Lin going to do it?"
Are you married?"
The nanny smiled: "Of course. Our young master loves Miss Mu very much." She was originally from the Leng family's old house, and was brought here by Leng Yunlin to take care of Mu Qingyu. After all, she is pregnant now, Mu Qingyu
His mother was already very old, and Leng Yunlin was afraid that letting her take care of En En, a child, and Mu Qingyu, a pregnant woman, might be in danger.