My Hubby is a Domineering CEO: Volume 10

By Mo ZheYuNiang

That night, Mu Qiqi had lost her most precious treasure after being tricked by her vicious stepsister …

After leaving the airport four years ago, she was called Mommy by the little shota as soon as she returned. Mu Qiqi had a stupefied look on her face. She had just graduated and hadn't gotten married yet, where did these kids come from?

Kindly sending the child home, but did not want to put himself into a wolf's den, first work and then give the room and car, finally …

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Jul 14, 2020
• ISBN: 9781649759146

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HOME.

CHAPTER 901 - STRONG BRUSH WITH A WAVE OF PRESENCE.

Kid, how did your dad usually teach you? You have to be honest!

With that, she carried him to the door of Mu Qiqi's bedroom and gave him a warning look.

The little guy was being carried like a little chick. His feet were very high up on the ground as he pitifully cried, Daddy, let me down first. I'm afraid of heights!

Fear of heights?

Who was he lying to?

Sitting on the Ferris Wheel and shouting louder than anyone else!

Glaring fiercely at him, he roughly put the little fellow down, Knock on the door.

The little guy puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction as he muttered in his heart: Today, no matter what I say, I won't let you succeed!

Seeing that his son didn't move, Mo Yanjue rubbed his head impatiently. He lowered his voice and said, Knock!

The little fellow's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. It knocked on the door unhappily, and while it knocked, it yelled, Mommy, I want to sleep with you tonight.

Although Mu Qiqi had locked herself in her room, she knew everything that had happened outside. Although she didn't know why Yang Yilin was called over, she knew that it definitely wasn't anything good.

Therefore, when her son knocked on the door, she was able to guess that it was someone's shameless idea.

She really wanted to ignore him like this, but she also felt sorry for her son being used like a gun by that bad father. If she didn't respond, he would force her son to yell for the whole night.

He simply opened the door and picked his son up, My darling.

The little guy hugged her neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek. In a soft and cute voice, he said, Mummy, Baby xingxing wants to sleep with you tonight.

She caressed the little guy's smooth and tender cheeks affectionately and said in an outrageous manner, Alright, Baby xingxing will sleep with Mommy tonight. As he spoke, he carried his son into the bedroom.

Although Mo Yanjue didn't directly close the bedroom door, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at him. This made Mo Yanjue extremely depressed in his heart.

Deliberately treating him as air?

Alright, even if it's just air, he had to forcefully create a wave of presence.

Ye Zichen followed in swaggering, then closed the door, then walked towards the mother and son, who were already sitting on the bed.

Mo Yuchen, did you take a bath before going to sleep? His face was expressionless and his voice was cold and harsh.

The little fellow rubbed itself against Mu Qiqi's bosom and looked at him with disdain. Auntie has already washed me. Daddy, the one who should be bathing now is you!

Mo Yanjue's expression turned worse and worse as he was eaten by his son in front of his beloved woman. However, it just so happened that he could take advantage of the steps his son had given him to take a bath here and also stay and sleep with them.

Then let Mommy tell you a story first. Daddy will go take a bath! After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Mu Qiqi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, got anxious. She got up and ran after him. Her delicate eyebrows were scrunched up like a fried dough twist. Go wash in your room.

Someone pretended not to hear her, and before she caught up, he strode into the bathroom and locked the door behind him.

Mu Qiqi wanted to knock on the door and ask him to go out, but as her son wasn't in a good position to argue with her face to face again, she could only clench her fists and endure it!

Returning to bed, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Mu Qiqi unconsciously felt uneasy. She even started to tell stories to her son absent-mindedly.

The little guy could tell that Mommy was angry at her daddy, so she didn't want to sleep with him. The smart guy thought for a moment, then whispered, Mommy, let's go to my room to sleep.

The mother and son pair glanced at each other and snickered. Mu Qiqi picked up the little guy and sneaked away.

When Mo Yanjue came out of the bathroom, he saw the empty room and instantly froze.

CHAPTER 902 - GRAB A FRUIT KNIFE

Lying alone on a woman's bed, there really was a feeling of being unable to sleep soundly through the long night as Yang Yilin had said.

Ye Zichen let out a sigh, then sat up from the bed, then took his phone to check some important news.

Flipping through a few pages, there was nothing to be concerned about. He left the room and prepared to put down his phone.

Suddenly, she remembered that it was almost her birthday. She picked up the phone and flipped open the calendar.

There was still a week to go. Well, he had to plan.

….

At the same time, Mu Xue'er was planning her next move.

After drinking so much, she collapsed drunk on the hotel sofa.

With the effects of alcohol, all the unhappiness that he had experienced during this period was like a soap bubble, coming out from the bottom of his heart one after another.

What had she been living?

Clothes, food, clothing, and money were all in the palm of everyone's hands. Anyone who saw her would treat her with respect.

But now?

Today, they met a few sisters who were on good terms with each other. Not only did they pretend not to know her, they even mocked her, saying that without Mo Yanjue and her Mu Family, she was just a broken rag!

Is she a rag?

Then what are they?

B * tch!

Drunk as she was, she crawled up from the sofa and shakily stood there, pointing at an unknown place as she shouted.

Mu Qiqi! It's all your fault, it's all your fault! If you don't go back, Mo Yanjue will still be mine, mine, and mine alone!

Mu Qiqi's ferocious face was filled with hatred. It was a hatred that made him want to pull out her heart and liver!

If it weren't for you, nothing would have happened to my Mu Family!

She only recently found out that it was Mo Yanjue who had sent her father to prison for that bitch Mu Qiqi. Not only did he send her father to jail, but he also destroyed their family's company and forced her and her mother to leave this place.

Mu Qiqi!

It was all because of Mu Qiqi!

She lost Mo Yanjue, lost her life without food and clothing, and even got trashed by that scumbag Peter …

Thinking about how she had been tortured by that scumbag Peter for countless days and nights, her body couldn't help but tremble.

That... It was simply not a human life.

Haha. She laughed out loud. That woman called Weiwei forced her to get a divorce. She thought that she would have a good day with Peter. Didn't she know that he was just a demon, a demon that ate people without spitting bones.

Now that she had left him, she felt at ease. At least she no longer had to go through that inhuman life.

But...

That bitch Mu Qiqi was still living beside Mo Yanjue, and she was being protected like a little princess.

What was Daddy going to say to her today?

Mu Qiqi wanted her mother to apologize to her?

No, it was as if he had come to serve her and make her feel that his mother was good to her?

What the heck!

Why?

Who did she think she was?

She was just a despicable person who had no one to support her. What right did she have to be served by her mother?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. With a ferocious expression, she grabbed a fruit knife from the basket on the tea table, stuffed it into her bag and rushed out of the room.

...

Early morning.

Mu Qiqi woke up with her son like a piggy in bed. She couldn't hide the happy smile on her face.

Gently kissing her son on the forehead, she lovingly stroked her son's soft black hair before quietly getting out of bed.

It was still early, so she wanted to let her son sleep a little longer.

After a simple wash and change of clothes, she walked out of the room.

When he passed by his room, he saw that the door was open and that there was an aunt cleaning the room. He could not help but ask, Has Teacher left?

Good morning, madam. Mister just left and said that he has something to take care of.

Mu Qiqi nodded as she glanced at the clock on the wall. It was only seven o'clock, what did he have to deal with?

CHAPTER 903 - I'D LIKE TO SEE HOW MUCH HE CARES ABOUT YOU?

Although Mu Qiqi had her doubts, she seemed even happier when she heard the news that he wasn't home.

This way, she would have a chance to slip out.

Although she had temporarily promised him that she would not go to work as a stopgap measure, she had never stopped thinking about going to work.

Otherwise, how could he be unworthy of his grandfather's happiness? Luckily, he was so lucky to be so frugal that he had to send her to school abroad?

Otherwise, how could she be worthy of the technique she had painstakingly learned?

Otherwise, how could she be worthy of her and Jerry's hard work in establishing a company?

Since she couldn't give up, she naturally had to find an opportunity to slip out.

Seeing that she had a rare opportunity today, she pursed her lips and smiled, handing her still sleeping son to her aunt to take care of. Without taking her backpack, she took out a mobile phone and secretly sneaked out while borrowing it for her morning run.

At this moment, Mo Yanjue was sitting opposite to Mu Xue'er, listening to her tearful and confessing.

Yanjue, you should know how I treat you. Let's just get back together, okay?

Mo Yanjue looked at him coldly, You called me here so early in the morning just to talk about this?

Mu Xue'er was almost on the verge of tears, Yanjue, I really love you. Please, we can still be together again. Whatever Mu Qiqi can do, I can do …

Hearing the name Mu Qiqi from her mouth, Mo Yanjue immediately stood up. His brows were filled with anger, You can't even compare to her fingers, what qualifications do you have to be compared with her?

Hearing such tender words, Mu Xue'er smiled.

With tears in his eyes, he said, Good, good. I can't even compare to her fingers?

His tragic face was in a state of disarray as he glared at Ye Zichen with a pair of red eyes.

Mo Yanjue didn't want to waste time with her, so he turned around and walked out.

Before he could take more than a few steps, he heard Mu Xue'er yell in a heart-wrenching voice, Mo Yanjue, you will regret it!

Mo Yanjue snorted and got into the car without looking back.

But she didn't expect that she would regret it so much that her intestines would turn green …

Mu Qiqi slipped out of the manor and walked a long way. When she saw that no one was following her, she took out her cell phone to call a taxi.

Soon, a private car picked up the order and headed towards her position.

She stood by the roadside and looked around anxiously, afraid that Mo Yanjue's bodyguard would chase her and bring her back.

Just as she was panicking, a black car slowly approached her. She checked the license plate number on her phone before quickly opening the car door and getting in.

The next second, the car turned around and sped away. Pain and cold sweat covered her entire back.

Mu Xue'er?!

Mu Qiqi was astonished to see the person sitting beside her.

Ha! Mu Xue'er, who had lost control of her emotions, held the fruit knife in her hand. The tip of the knife had already pierced into Mu Qiqi's waist.

Mu Qiqi, you slut, you should have died a long time ago! Letting you live for so long is a blessing from the heavens! Mu Xue'er gritted her teeth as she whispered word by word, her eyes burning with jealousy.

Sweating profusely, she ignored the stabbing pain of the knife and tried her best to remain calm.

At this moment, the car was speeding at high speeds. If she wanted to survive, the only thing she could do was save herself.

Staring at Mu Xue'er's fearsome gaze, she calmly asked, Mu Xue'er, what are you doing?

What is it? Haha … The knife in her hand became even more forceful. She suddenly laughed crazily and looked at her pervertedly, Didn't Mo Yanjue care about you? Then I want to see how much he cares about you.

CHAPTER 904 - IT MUST NOT BE HIS QIQI.

Before you die, I might as well tell you this, you aren't even a child of Mu Family at all. You are just a bastard child that no one has ever raised in his life …

Mu Xue'er didn't know that Mu Qiqi had already returned to her biological parents, which was why she was using this matter as an excuse.

Also, the one who slept with you that year was Mo Yanjue. Haha, what a pity, he will never know again …

Mu Xue'er laughed like a madman, and the knife that had stabbed into her chest struck out. Instantly, blood gushed out like a fountain.

Pain spread through his entire body. His eyes gradually became blurry as he looked weakly at the blood-stained carriage. He slowly lost consciousness …

Mo Yanjue only found out about it an hour and a half after Mu Qiqi sneaked out of the manor.

Hearing that the woman was trying to slip away so boldly, he put down his work without a second word and asked his subordinates to locate her location.

Speeding along the way, he arrived at the location at the first moment. He had a bad premonition when he saw an unlicensed black car parked by the roadside.

With a cold expression, he unbuckled himself from the car and walked over to open the door of the black sedan, ignoring the bodyguards.

The pungent smell of blood and the sight of blood filled Mo Yanjue's brain and he immediately became stupefied.

Most importantly, a golden phone was quietly lying in a pool of blood.

He recognized the phone. It belonged to his beloved woman.

Ye Zichen frowned, then stretched out his trembling finger towards the phone on the seat.

He held the blood-stained phone in his hand and pressed a few buttons on the screen, but it did not light up. When he looked at the start button again, his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.

No.

It definitely wasn't his Qiqi.

Director Mo? The two bodyguards stood behind him, and when they saw the glaring scene in the car, they immediately became alert.

At this moment, Mo Yanjue seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world as he stared at the phone with his crimson eyes. He watched it start up and then jump to the main interface.

With a glimmer of hope, he opened the contact list with a trembling finger. The A Mo Yanjue, who was in the lead, stung his eyes once again.

It was hers, it really was hers.

A dejected feeling crept into his heart. He couldn't help but use more strength in his palm. It seemed as if the phone in his hand would break at any moment if he used a little more strength.

Protect the scene and send people to search. There's not a single fly in a five kilometer radius. On the edge of losing control of his emotions, he pinched the phone in his hand and shouted with hostility.

Yes sir! The bodyguard ordered and quickly walked away.

Mo Yanjue, who was standing beside the car, remained in the same position and didn't move at all.

It was only when Mr President arrived with a large group of people did he notice a hint of relief on his tense face.

Looking at the shocking scene inside the car, Loong Aofeng's calm face instantly turned pale. He frowned slightly and asked in a hoarse voice: Are you sure? Is it Qiqi?

Mo Yanjue, whose veins were about to burst, gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: I'm not sure yet.

Hearing this reply, Loong Aofeng clenched his fist and turned around to his assistant, Call the Commissioner of the Royal Police over. Even if you have to dig three feet, you have to find him!

Yes sir! The assistant had to give the order. He turned around and walked away to make the phone call.

In just a few minutes, all kinds of forces had arrived. After checking the DNA in the blood, they confirmed that it was indeed Mu Qiqi. As for everything else, they did not reap any benefits.

CHAPTER 905 - SHUT HIMSELF UP IN A VILLA.

Qiqi will definitely be fine.

These were the first words Mo Yanjue said since he came back from the scene.

His face was dark, and his eyes were bloodshot. Other than that, there was nothing else on his face.

He believed that his Qiqi would definitely come back safely!

Mr President, who was slumped on the sofa, was defeated. He had just found his daughter and now such a thing happened. He didn't even know how to explain it to his wife.

All these years, his daughter had always been a sore point in his wife's heart, so her body was sometimes good and sometimes bad. Now that something like this had happened, he couldn't believe that his wife knew what the consequences would be.

Don't tell Mom about this yet. This was the second sentence Mo Yanjue said and he decided not to tell anyone at home.

No one could stand such news.

Loong Aofeng, who always emphasized the bigger picture, started crying. After a while, he nodded and squeezed out a word with trembling lips: Ok.

When Zhou Hua received the news and rushed over, Mr President had already left. In the huge villa, Director Mo was sitting alone on the sofa, quietly staring at the phone in his hand.

The lines of his eyes, which were filled with an anxious expression, fiercely shrank. He paused for a moment before slowly walking over.

Director Mo? Zhou Hua stood beside the sofa with a complicated expression on her calm face. I've heard about what happened. Don't worry too much. Madam will definitely be fine.

The person sitting on the sofa did not move at all like a statue, as if they did not know that he had come in and did not hear what he had said.

Zhou Hua's heart was cut. He had followed Director Mo for five to six years, but he had never seen him like this.

Director Mo? He worriedly shouted again.

Director Mo?

Go back.

Zhou Hua was so anxious that she was at a loss for words. The person on the sofa slowly opened his mouth. His voice was so hoarse that it sounded scary. It was a miracle that he was able to say something like that.

I will send someone to look for my wife's whereabouts. Don't worry too much …

Before he could finish his words, his bloodshot voice squeezed out a single word, Let's go!

The corner of Zhou Hua's mouth moved slightly. She could only forcefully swallow down the unnecessary words. She turned around and left the villa with a ruthless heart, leaving only two words, Take care.

This was the other business under Mo Yanjue's name. It was still close to the mountain and the river, with a quiet and secluded environment. Usually, no one would come in or out.

He had chosen to come here