"I'll help you pull it, it won't fall off!" Candy stretched out his hand and grabbed An Yan's skirt, which made An Yan and Mu Cheng laugh together.

At this time, everyone only saw the warmth of the three on the stage, and no one noticed Su He off the stage. Looking at their tacit understanding, he felt bitter under his cold face---the daughter is his own. Now the three of them stand together, just like Candy is her daughter!

Mucheng, do you think that recognizing my daughter in front of everyone is the greatest recognition of her? Where did you place me as a mother?

An Yan, my daughter will never become your daughter. Just laugh, there will be times when you cry. dy can live with them today." Su He stood up and greeted Gu Wen, looked back at Mucheng on the stage, and quickly turned around and left.

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"Ziyan, he is your most proud young son! You can't watch him be taken away like this!" Fang Zhi stopped the police and shouted at Mu Ziyan regardless of his image.

Mu Ziyan's eyes moved slowly on Fang Zhi and Mu Qing's faces, and he remained silent for a long time without saying anything.

"Ms. Fang, please let go, otherwise we can invite you back together on the grounds of obstructing official duties." The police officer said seriously to Fang Zhi.

"Zi Yan!" Fang Zhi grabbed Mu Qing's clothes and looked at Mu Zi Yan's begging.

"Let the police officer follow the procedures." Mu Ziyan finally spoke, but it was not what she wanted to listen. If it weren't for the experience of high positions over the years, she would have wished to spit on the spot.

It was only after hearing Mu Ziyan's subsequent words that his collapsed mood slightly stabilized.

"Hello, two, this is my business card. Please tell Chief Fu that I will visit him another day." Mu Ziyan came over and handed the business card to the police officer and said politely.

"Fu Ke originally wanted to come here to drink the wedding banquet of the City Young Master today, but the temporary official service cannot be received. We will definitely bring it to you if you are the old man!" Although the police officer was young, he was very experienced in doing things. After hearing what Mu Ziyan hoped to take care of, he immediately came back softly--Secretary Chief Fu is coming to drink the wedding banquet of the City Young Master. This person is the one who is the one who wants to arrest him. As for what to do in the end, it depends on whether Chief Fu sells the face of the City Young Master or the face of your old master!

"Okay, very good." Mu Ziyan laughed dryly, looked back at Mu Cheng on the rostrum, with both pride and sadness in his eyes - how long has he been preparing for this day? With his personality, since he has been enduring for so many years before he found this opportunity to take action, he naturally cannot be destroyed.

He can tolerate his skills and act ruthlessly---Who said that this son is not suitable for business? He has completely inherited his business talents and means, even more than that!

Son, haha, I am worthy of being my Mu Ziyan’s son!

"Old Master Mu, let's take the person away first." Seeing that Mu Ziyan had no other words, Fu Boer told him not to disturb Mr. Cheng's wedding, so he originally planned to take the person and leave quickly.

"Go and go, come and have a wedding banquet with Fooke another day." Mu Ziyan waved his hands to the two police officers, signaling the butler Zhang Bo to hold Fang Zhi, and slowly returned to the table. For a moment, he felt a sense of fatigue and weakness - the feeling of being unable to control things made him feel powerless and frustrated.

"Zi Yan, how do you feel? Do you want to go back and rest first?" Wang Qian reached out and held him and asked in a low voice.

"I can only attend my son's wedding once in my life, and I have to go the whole journey no matter how hard I take!" Mu Ziyan took a deep breath, adjusted his condition and said to Wang Qian: "In fact, it's not that I'm not healthy, but that I don't want to admit that I'm old and I can't control many things, and my son's plan is better than me."

As he said that, he looked at Mu Cheng on the stage, sighed and said, "I don't want to admit defeat!"

"Old brother, you won't be embarrassed to lose to your son!" Wang Qian gently patted Mu Ziyan's back and laughed: "You should be proud, this means that the tiger father has no dog son."

"The tiger father has no dog son, hey, they are all my sons." Mu Ziyan lowered his head and smiled helplessly--he wanted to save Mu Qing, and not give Mu family a smaller career body.

But Mucheng wanted to cut off all his retreat---how should he choose between these two sons? Or, exchange Fang Zhi for Mu Qing?

Mu Ziyan narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly planned in his heart--if he could live for ten or eight years, with Mu Qing's approach, he wouldn't mind letting him stay in prison for a few years.

But now?

He hopes that the children are safe.

...

After Mu Qing was taken away by the police officer, Mu Cheng looked at Mu Ziyan with a bleak face, his eyes dimmed slightly, he held An Yan and turned around, and said to the guests in the hall: "I'm sorry that these unpleasant things happened on this happy day."

"Below, everyone may feel better after watching this commercial. These products will bring you business opportunities throughout the season." As they spoke, the big screen behind them had already lit up, and An Yan hugged Candy and walked slowly to the side--this was the first time she watched this commercial.

The black and white interlaced pictures, the sketches thrown all over the floor, the hand holding the brush and throwing away the drawings - expressing the designer's pursuit of perfection in the work to the fullest.

The second set of pictures is the scene of Tianhu: the snowflakes are flying, the surprises on the faces of male and female designers, each holding a brush and walking quickly on the drawing board. Seeing this set of pictures makes people look forward to the works they wrote.

Sure enough, in the third set of pictures, the long-legged models were chaotic and intense in order to compete for the product. There was no product, but the popularity of the product was fully expressed.

The camera suddenly turned, and a huge clam slowly opened, and the soft pearl-colored light slowly flowed out. The model curled into pearls in the clam slowly moved---dance stretched out her limbs, stood upright, and walked out of the clam shell; then the paintings in the 4D picture moved all the time, and the models walked out of the drawing board in such a strange way!

As the big clam slowly closed, the picture became darker, and the entire advertisement ended with a glimmer of light from the crack of the clam, illuminating the four big words "The Woman of the King"! dy and Mu Cheng looked at each other and smiled---the marriage was finally formed.
Chapter completed!