Although Mu Xingfeng is also a captain, his ti in the team isn’t as long as her husband Li’s. Just two years ago, he was still a rank below her husband Li.
Now that he’s just on equal footing with her husband Li, he looks down on her, the sister-in-law? Just because she asked about that little girl, he dared to show her attitude?
Sister-in-law Sun felt that this matter wasn’t that simple. Still his wife? She spent this Spring Festival in the team; how co she never heard that Captain Mu got married?
Sister-in-law Sun’s eyes darted around, and she no longer looked for the children. Instead, she turned and went back ho.
The family quarters were old six-story buildings without elevators.
Mu Xingfeng carried the luggage in one hand and held An Ran with the other, walking rather slowly.
"Mu Xingfeng, isn’t it a bit inappropriate to tell them right now that I’m your wife?"
Thinking about Sister-in-law Sun’s expression just now, An Ran felt that the leaders in the team might not know about their relationship yet. After all, they hadn’t held a wedding, and the marriage certificate was obtained in that kind of circumstance.
"Aren’t you?" Mu Xingfeng didn’t know what the little girl was thinking again. He instinctively thought An Ran was unwilling to acknowledge their relationship in the team, so his expression turned unpleasant, and his tone beca harsh.
"Technically, yes. But, we haven’t had a wedding. If I appear in your team like this, wouldn’t it have a bad impact on you?" Judging by Sister-in-law Sun’s gaze, it was obvious she thought there was sothing going on between them.
Mu Xingfeng let out a low chuckle, took out the key to open the door, and after leading the girl inside, he directly pressed her against the door—a classic "kabedon."
An Ran, trapped in Mu Xingfeng’s embrace, looked at the man in front of her in confusion.
"Wife, why do I hear a hint of resentnt in your words? Are you feeling wronged that I didn’t give you a wedding? If you want, I can apply for a marriage leave right now. We can go back to the Imperial City, and I will give you a grand wedding."
Mu Xingfeng propped one hand against the door and gently caressed the girl’s face with the other, ticulously tracing the contours of her silky smooth skin like a freshly peeled egg, carefully outlining her features as if he wanted to etch every detail into his heart forever.
An Ran looked at the man so close to her and swallowed, "Where is that? I just worry it might have a bad impact on you."
"It won’t. We’ve reported our marriage to the team when we got the certificate. The leaders know about our relationship."
So what if they know? No one could stop the person Mu Xingfeng had set his heart on.
He just didn’t want to wrong his little girl. When they got the certificate, he had already reported An Ran’s na to the leaders. Her na had been added to his file under the spouse column—a na he longed to cherish dearly.
An Ran pushed the man away, "Mu Xingfeng, let take a look at your ho."
Last ti she ca, she didn’t really look at the place. At that ti, it just felt cold everywhere, like Mu Xingfeng himself.
Cold tones, tidy arrangent.
Back then, all she wanted was to escape from here. She didn’t expect that just half a year later, she would find herself here once again.
"It’s our ho," Mu Xingfeng corrected, taking the luggage into the bedroom.
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