Chapter 913 Sons Are All White-Eyed Wolves

same counter. Her face immediately darkened, "Jiāo Bǎor'er, who did you say was a fox spirit!"The salesgirl in the boutique, fearing a fight might break out between them, immediately walked up to Ye X...The lord has not been home for a month.

His good brother Lu Qinan offered a suggestion, saying that getting along between husband and wife is like a game of chess. If you give in, the other party will only become more demanding over time.

Qiao Baoer wouldn't let him go back, so he just stayed away. She worried about him for a while, feeling remorseful and introspective, becoming like a statue longing for her husband.

Junzhi Mu felt at the time that this was not very reliable.

But Lu Qinian's words, "making her worry about him," were rather interesting. After so many years of marriage, Qiao Baoer had never expressed feelings like "I miss you" towards him.

Jun's Shepherd has traveled to thirteen countries this period, and even stayed an extra day in Europe. Although he is very busy every day, he will listen to reports from home before bed.

But the things he had expected did not happen at all.

'The old master knows your recent work schedule has been unusual and thinks you and the young mistress are not getting along. He specially gave the two young masters a holiday to play with the young mistress...'

'The mistress took the two young masters to the amusement park.'

'Mrs. Shao invited a few friends, including Zhu Xiaowei, to travel abroad next month……'

So, for all this time, Qiao Bao'er didn't even think about him at all, and she had a great time.

"Go back at once." Junzhi Mu immediately decided to return home.

Lu Qinan's bad ideas, a man who doesn't even have a wife, asking him for advice is simply the worst idea.

When Jun arrived home, Qiao Bao'er had already happily packed her bags and was preparing to board a plane for a trip abroad with her several good friends.

"Well, what a coincidence! You've just come back and your wife just left with her suitcase."

Old Master Jun, seeing his grandson rushing back home in a flurry, deliberately said a few stinging words.

Junzhi Mu, having endured for years, held back from saying a word. "Knowing I'd be back, why didn't you stop me"

The old man, seeing his grandson's frustrated expression, felt good and murmured to himself, "... Your way of dealing with your wife is still far behind."

"...and he doesn't even consider how he forced someone into marrying him in the first place. If he had used Lu Qinan's so-called roundabout strategy, he probably would still be a bachelor now. What a fool."

By the time Junzhi had passed childhood, no one had called him stupid for a long time. The old man looked pleased as punch.

Junzhi Mu's face darkened.

He discovered a fact, Qiao Bao'er was right. His grandfather had a clear mind and hadn't deteriorated, becoming even more cunning with age, capable of living to 100 years old.

Jun Zhimu called Qiao Baier before she boarded the plane and asked, "When are you coming back"

Joe probably hadn't heard from him in a while, her tone was definitely better. "About a month," she said, then quickly added, "No time to talk, they're calling for boarding." Then she hung up.

Junzhi Mu clutched the severed phone, his face emotionless as he thought, So he hadn't gone home for a month, she would also wait until she had played enough before returning.

Junzhi Mu felt a tightness in his chest, a suffocating pressure that had no outlet, no way to release it.

Then, he called Lu Qinan over.

When Lu Qinnan came over, he still smiled brightly and asked if Qiao Baor was holding back from bowing her head to him. As a result, only Jun Zhimu said coldly, "I wasn't home, she was happy, and now she's run away."

Lu Qinan's smile froze instantly, and he cursed Qiao Bao'er a thousand times in his heart.

However, Lu Qin'an's bad idea also benefited some people, such as the twins who have been holding their fragrant mommy and sleeping with her every day recently.

Although the twins are still being raised according to the Jun family's heir plan, with a mommy like Qiao Bao'er accompanying them during their childhood, they probably won't grow up to be as cold as Jun Zhi牧.

Both the twin brother and sister were overjoyed, their eyes crinkling at the corners with smiles. They were giggling and had a bit of a goofy charm about them.

Jun Zhimu looked at his two sons, and couldn't help but wonder which dark corner of his heart from his childhood had given rise to a sliver of imbalance. He felt a twinge of discomfort.

“What have you been playing lately” Lu Qinan softly interacted with the child.

The twins are three years old now, they can say a lot of words, and it's obvious that they have become much more lively.

Before, everyone was worried that the younger brother had autism. He cried a lot and wouldn't speak until he was two years old. In the last six months, he has become like a chatterbox, talking non-stop. JunJun is always smiling with bright eyes, very endearing.

"Only now that Jun Mo was growing up did he find his youngest son increasingly troublesome. "This is your mother's cheek, would you like to touch it" Little Jun raised his rosy and plump cheek towards his father with a show of pride.

The lord of the flock wore a grim expression.

Nearby, Lu Qinan saw this and laughed happily. He reached out to hug Jun Xiaoxiao, pinching his chubby cheeks, " ... Look at you showing off. Let your godfather touch you too."

"When will your mommy be back"

"...My mommy said she likes to come back whenever she wants, and no one can tell her otherwise," Jun XiaoXiao raised his little chin, saying it with a proud and arrogant air.

Jun is a bit naive, Mommy's words are always right, she admires her deeply in her genes.

The older brother is more thoughtful. He worries that if Mommy takes a long time to come back, she might forget him.

Big brother is very aloof and looks like a little adult, but he's actually very clingy, especially to Qiao Baier. He's particularly easily embarrassed. He doesn't cry or act spoiled like his younger brother, but he'll silently hold onto Mommy's clothes tightly with his small hands.

Jun really doesn't want to let Mommy go abroad.

"Daddy, won't you miss Mommy" Jun said in a milky voice, but with a clear hint of displeasure.

The son hummed softly, "How could you do that" There was a hint of disdain in his soft and cute voice.

Jun Zhi Mu's whole body was shrouded in a gloomy aura.

He stared blankly at the two ungrateful scoundrels. How did it end up that he became the sinner These two little devils were now sharp-tongued and vicious. Why didn't they rush over and hug their dear mother, begging her for forgiveness back then They only knew how to say hurtful things to him.

What use are two sons

……

The phone screen lit up for a moment, then buzzed with vibration.

They rented a car and drove at a steady speed towards the scenic spot. As soon as Qiao Bao'er got into the backseat, she fell asleep. Her phone kept ringing, but she didn't seem to want to answer it at all. She lay on her side, curled up, and rested her head directly on Song Mengmeng's lap.

This person last night, who knows if they were stealing, slept so soundly today in broad daylight.

Song Mengmeng thoughtfully took out the phone that had been buzzing incessantly from her coat pocket. She glanced at the caller ID, 'South Pole Ice Block'. Who could this strange nickname belong to

Extend your hand and pass the phone screen, which has been ringing non-stop, to Zhu Xiaowei in the front passenger seat. "Want me to answer it for her" Song Mengmeng hesitated.

Although they were all housewives out for a day trip, they still worried about their children back home.

Zhu XiaoWei looked at the incoming call from 'South Pole Ice Cube' for two seconds, then decisively said, "Wake her up and let Qiao Baoer answer herself."

"Hang up for me."

Only Qiao Baoer sounded like she hadn't woken up properly, mumbling incoherently.

It's rare for a few sisters to have the money and free time to travel abroad together, so they excitedly booked the most expensive hotel in Paris. However, Qiao Baoer couldn't sleep on the night before their check-in. She tossed and turned alone on that comfortable and soft bed, staring at the clock on the wall as it ticked by. Although she was physically exhausted, she just couldn't fall asleep.

Suddenly, she felt down because she realized she was bed-bound.

What's going on, this wasn't an issue before.

I always subconsciously turn over to hug something, grab a big pillow, but it feels wrong. The bed is too big. Looking at this unfamiliar hotel environment in the middle of the night, I suddenly feel a sense of emptiness and insecurity.

No matter what, she wouldn't admit that it was because Junzhi Mu wasn't sleeping beside her.

Early in the morning, several of her sisters were full of energy and ready to go sightseeing, but she hadn't even woken up yet.

The video call kept ringing. Qiao Baobao groggily grabbed her phone, wanting to hang up, but accidentally answered it instead.

Through the video call, Junzhi's eyes immediately caught sight of his wife still asleep. She looked languid yet alluringly sexy. He couldn't tell who she was nestled against, but it was clear they were very intimate, her face rubbing affectionately against the person's abdomen.

The shepherd's face immediately darkened.

"Who's with you" Even through the phone screen, you could feel that icy aura.

Qiao Bao'er didn't intend to pay him any attention.

Song Mengmeng peeked at the phone screen, her heart skipped a beat. It was that handsome teaching assistant she had a crush on during college, the one who had occupied her thoughts day and night.

Song Mengmeng nervously reached out and tugged at Qiao Bao'er's hair a few times.

Qiao Bao'er woke up a little, her hair hurting. She propped herself up with Song Mengmeng's leg and asked, "What's the matter" She sounded indifferent.

She and Jun Zhi Mu, an elderly couple, had never spoken sweet nothings to each other. It was unthinkable for them to call each other frequently to express their longing.

Jun Zhimu saw her in the car, she was just holding Song Mengmeng. His face softened a bit. Actually, there wasn't anything important about calling over, it was just that Qiao Bao'er had no taste. Jun Zhimu himself felt awkward and couldn't say 'I miss you' or something like that.

"Can I not call you" Junzhi Mu used his usual tone, turning the tables.

Jo Bao'er raised an eyebrow, waking up in a bad mood and grumbled, "Fine, you can wake me up whenever you want. No problem." You son of a bitch.

Only then did the Empress realize that her previous words were not appropriate.

If it's not something serious, Junzhi Mu is indeed not very good at chatting.

Qiao Baoer, however, felt that this person would call her even across thousands of mountains and rivers just to find trouble.

Then, the two stood in silence facing each other.

I don't know what Junzhi's foster child is quarreling with the twins at home about. You can clearly hear the children jumping and running over, "Mommy—" in a milky voice, stretching out their little hands to grab the phone.

Jun Jun was making a fuss, shouting, "I want my mommy!"

Junzhi's face was strange as he repeatedly reminded her over the phone to remember to come back on the said date. " ... We also want to take a detour to Norway to see the aurora borealis, it might take another two days." Qiao Bao'er casually mentioned.

"No."

Junzhi Mu simply and decisively rejected the call before hanging up.

qiao Bao'er was stunned for a moment, she had long been accustomed to his autocracy. Even if he didn't allow it, why did he hang up so quickly She hadn't even had a good chat with her son. simple, you stand here supervising me Do you doubt my ability to do the job""I don't."Zhu Xiaowei mumbled back, "How could I ever doubt you"Look at his back, wearing a scarf, quite the picture. But h...