The meadows of Amsterdam have huge windmills, blue sky and white clouds, and a large field of golden chrysanthemums.
Ning Yazhi is holding her daughter who is as beautiful as an angel. Anyone who sees this baby girl cannot help but want to laugh. The daughter looks very much like her father, especially those green eyes that are as bright as gems.
She is very quiet and never makes trouble unreasonably. In this regard, she is very much like Mu Chengfeng.
"Madam, you have been holding her all day long. Let me hold her to sleep."
Ning Yazhi thought for a while and handed her daughter to the housekeeper with a smile.
Mu Chengfeng came down from upstairs and said calmly: "What, are you tired?"
Ning Yazhi stared at the man in front of her. He still had a face that was so handsome that women all over the world went crazy. His expression was still so light, but every time he stared at his daughter, his eyes could not help but be filled with a gentleness that made her crazy.
A look of jealousy.
That day, after he woke up from a coma, they reconciled and decided to start over.
For Mu Chengfeng, starting over is not an easy task.
After all, he has been domineering and cruel for the past twenty years. Over the past year, their adjustment has been extremely difficult, and it was not until the birth of their daughter that things got better.
Ning Yazhi hugged his waist and buried her face in his arms. A sense of security that she had never felt before welled up in her heart: "Will you regret settling here with me?"
He smiled lowly: "Don't you regret marrying me, a man who has left you scarred in the past?"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Never regretted it.
Love can tolerate everything.
Love can also make them feel happy.
All the servants and bodyguards consciously stayed away, not daring to disturb their sweet moment.
At this time, a person rushed in: "Xiaoya!" A very inappropriate scream.
Ning Yazhi pushed Mu Chengfeng away fiercely, she was extremely happy: "An An, how did you know I'm here?"
Mu Chengfeng's eyes suddenly looked dangerously at the person in front of him.
I saw Ning Yazhi rushing over to hug a woman who looked very gentle. Now they were hugging each other excitedly, as if they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Mu Chengfeng immediately guessed that the woman in front of him was Ning Yazhi's good friend in the orphanage, An An.
She is the wife of Yan Shaodi, one of the four major families in S City.
He raised his eyes and saw a very handsome but somewhat cold man standing at the door.
Mu Chengfeng said calmly: "Mr. Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Emperor Yan showed an evil smile: "I didn't expect that the legendary Mr. Mu would not get married and have children. Don't you feel sorry for Xiaoya?"
At this point, Mu Chengfeng also wanted to get married.
But Ning Yazhi's mother was still recuperating in the United States, and she insisted on waiting until her mother recovered from her illness before getting married, so there was nothing he could do.
"This has nothing to do with you, right?" Mu Chengfeng said in his usual indifferent and condescending tone.
Emperor Yan shrugged, walked over, and patted his shoulder hard: "Actually, I sympathize with you."
Two equally outstanding men, in the realm of Chu, Han, each hold their own.
Mu Chengfeng smiled lightly: "Thank you for your sympathy."
Emperor Yan looked at him with expectant eyes: "We girls have not seen each other for so long, so they must have a lot to talk about. I heard that Mr. Mu has good skills, why don't we compete and learn from each other?"
When Nuo An heard this, his expression changed: "No, sir, who are you? Don't fight with others..."
Mu Chengfeng's face turned slightly cold: "Nuo An, are you too careful? Do you still think I am not his opponent?!"
It was rare to have someone to spend time with him, so he didn't want to miss it.