ā iāll consider it then ⦠ā luo chenxi intended to leave room for discussion.
who would have known that she would be rudely interrupted by mu yichen the moment she opened her mouth?
āiām sorry, my wife is not interested! she has her own job to do and also has to take care of her family. our daughter is almost four years old and is very clingy to her mother. so, my wife is definitely not free. i can only disappoint your good intentions.ā
mu yichen enunciated each word clearly with a cold expression.
bruno was dumbfounded. ā what? your daughter is almost four years old! mrs. mu has given birth before?ā
just a few minutes ago, he was still thinking about the important topic of whether luo chenxi was an adult.
now, mu yichen was telling her that his spiritual muse had given birth to a child before. moreover, the child was already four years old!
counting their ages, didnāt that mean that they had married this imposing young master of a wealthy family at the age of eighteen and had a child with him?
even though mu yichen was indeed worthy of luo chenxi, no goddess would ever get married and have a child at such a young age!
āthatās right, so itās impossible to walk the runway. iām sorry.ā
mu yichen nodded at bruno coldly. he reached out to hold the stupid womanās waist and pulled her into his arms. he was ready to take her away.
luo chenxi was speechless for a moment. she knew that mu yichenās possessiveness was triggered again.
although she and the little dumpling were like mother and daughter, they werenāt really mother and daughter. she was being so ambiguous in mu yichenās words and was deliberately misleading others!
however, luo chenxi had always considered herself to be the little dumplingās mother, so she did not refute him.
she was prepared to leave with mu yichen after she stole a glance at him.
āiām sorry, mr. bruno ā¦ā
bruno hesitated for a moment, but he still didnāt give up. he chased after them from behind.
āhey, wait, wait, mrs. mu! do you have any misunderstanding about the modeling industry? having a child wonāt affect your runway show, right? youāre not on the show for money anyway, so thereās no need to be a show tyrant. you just need to take out a few days every season. as for the child ⦠iām sure mrs. muās daughter must be very beautiful and cute, right? our yl also has a childrenās clothing series, and we need a model ā¦ā
upon hearing that luo chenxi had a daughter, bruno was overjoyed after being dumbfounded for a short while.
one could tell how beautiful their little princess was just by looking at mu yichenās and luo chenxiās parents ālooks.
if she could step onto the stage of the chf, she would definitely be able to nurture a nationās princess who would be popular from a young age!
initially, mu yichen still remembered that he was in country F. even though he was jealous, he could still manage to maintain his image as a young master from a wealthy and influential family. he restrained himself with his words and spoke politely.
however, after hearing brunoās words, his face turned completely black.
not only did he trick his wife into walking the runway in front of the whole world, but now, he was even trying to get his hands on their little princess!
did they think that he, the head of the family, was dead?
mu yichen scoffed coldly,āmr. bruno, iāll repeat myself once more. iām not a man who needs my wife to show her face in public in order to run my family business. so, she wonāt be a model! youāve already wasted too much of our time. could this be the service attitude of your chf?ā
āuh, this ā¦ā bruno was suddenly stunned.
he dared not say anything else under mu yichenās cold and intense gaze. he could only shut his mouth and secretly held the phone in his pocket.
fortunately, he managed to get luo chenxiās phone number in secret when he asked someone to put on makeup for her.
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