Chapter 782: Mu Beiting's Depression

Mu Beiting's face was a little ugly, and when he thought of being a brat, he felt depressed for no reason.

Ms. Lu explained with a smile: "I didn't expect that you didn't know. I was stunned for a moment when I found out, but this situation is normal. After all, the angle of the color ultrasound is not good, so I can't see it clearly."

Mu Beiting snorted lightly: "Cunning brat!"

As soon as these words came out, three women in the room, three cold gazes fell on him at the same time.

Mu Beiting coughed lightly, and picked up the piece of paper with his name on it again.

Su Xiangwan twisted his arm, and couldn't help poking his head out to look with him.

After pondering for a few minutes, the baby's name was finally finalized as Mu Jinnian. He didn't want to be rich and wealthy, but only wished that every day of his life would be full of youth.

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Half a month later, the baby was taken home.

But the baby's room is pink and tender, and the little guy is also very strange. He was obviously fine a second ago, but as soon as he was carried into the pink and tender princess room, he started howling at the top of his throat.

Yes, the kind of howling without tears.

Mu Beiting didn't believe in evil, and carried him back and forth many times, but it happened every time.

On the third day after returning home, the father and son competed again.

After Mu Beiting carried the little guy into the bedroom, he put the little guy directly into the crib.

The little guy stared at a pair of black grape eyes, looked at him for a few seconds, and kicked his calf to express his dissatisfaction.

Mu Beiting's face was gloomy, and he stood by the small bed, examining him condescendingly, without saying a word.

"Wow wow wow..."

After waiting for a while, the little guy started howling.

Mu Beiting remained motionless, just looking at him and howling.

"Extraordinary, there are no tears." He said in a deep voice.

The little guy howled more and more fiercely, with a loud voice.

Su Xiangwan just came out of the shower, hurried over, ran to the side of the little bed, and saw the little guy crying miserably, with his mouth flattened, teary eyes, and teardrops on his eyelashes, he was indescribably pitiful.

"Mu Beiting, are you bullying Niannian again?" Su Xiangwan was very angry.

This man is childish to death.

Niannian never cried, but after only a few days home, he howled angrily many times.

Su Xiangwan hugged Niannian and glared at Mu Beiting.

Mu Beiting stood there silently, glanced at the kid in her arms, his eyes darkened, a little bit wronged: "Wanwan."

Su Xiangwan didn't have time to talk to him, and softly comforted little friend Mu Jinnian: "Is Dad bad? Let Dad sleep in the study tonight, okay?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Jinnian stopped crying immediately, and his big black eyes were so clear that Su Xiangwan's heart almost melted.

I couldn't help but kissed his little face: "Mama will sleep with Niannian tonight, okay?"

When Mu Beiting heard this, his face darkened: "I don't sleep in the study."

After finishing speaking, Niannian howled again, looking at Mu Beiting aggrievedly.

"Don't cry every year, let Dad sleep in the study."

Mu Beiting was very angry, and had the urge to strangle this showman to death.

Whose son is this?

Which trash can did you pick it up from?

He's only a little big, but he can act like this. If he grows up, will he be okay?

Su Xiangwan hugged Niannian, turned around and said, "You like the princess room so much, you can sleep here tonight, there are windows anyway."

After saying that, Su Xiangwan turned around and went back to the bedroom with Niannian in his arms.

Mu Beiting's lungs hurt from anger, and he looked up at the pink, tender and dreamy room, feeling even more depressed.