The next day, the morning sun shone through the glass and formed a rainbow in the sky.
Mu Xiaoche yawned and sat up, pushing Mu Xiaohan next to him.
Immediately afterwards, the two little babies got dressed, washed, and walked into the kitchen, where they skillfully began to make soy milk, fry eggs, and heat bread, with their work divided in an orderly manner.
Soon, the room was filled with the sweet aroma of toast and fried eggs, which drifted into the bedroom through the air, making people salivate.
Mu Baoer, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, sniffed, smacked her lips, and then pulled the quilt to cover her head.
It’s better to sleep than to eat…
However, before she had slept for a few minutes, two small figures rushed into the bedroom.
Mu Xiaohan climbed onto the bed, and Mu Xiaoche went to the closet to pick out clothes.
Mu Xiaohan lifted the quilt covering Mu Baoer's head, pinched her face, and said in a baby voice, "Mommy, get up quickly!"
Mu Baoer was very resentful. She grabbed the quilt and covered her head with it. She pleaded in a muffled voice, "Let me sleep a little longer, just a little while."
"No!" Mu Xiaohan rejected her mercilessly. She walked over, lifted the quilt, and while folding the tofu cubes, she said, "Mommy, you have an interview today. You can't be late."
Mu Baoer wailed, "Are all the babies devils? Why are they getting up so early?"
Mu Baoer curled up into a ball and rolled into the corner, intending to take a nap for another two minutes.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaohan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a devilishly sweet smile, and said:
"Mommy, I have to remind you that next Monday is the day we have to pay our rent. If Mommy can't find a job, we won't be able to pay the rent. If we can't pay the rent, we'll have to sleep on the streets. If we sleep on the streets, the Juvenile Protection Association will take my brother and me away, and then Mommy will never see you again, smart, handsome, clever, and loved by everyone..."
"Stop, stop, stop, I'll get up, I'll get up right away!"
As soon as Mu Baoer heard Mu Xiaohan chanting, all her sleepiness disappeared. She sat up from the bed and looked at Mu Xiaohan with resentment.
"Mommy, good morning~" Mu Xiaohan greeted her gentlemanly, revealing two pure white little fangs.
Mu Baoer didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Good morning, little devil!"
At this time, Mu Xiaoche also came over and handed over the carefully selected clothes, "Baoer Mommy, this is what you are going to wear today."
"Thank you, darling."
Mu Baoer took it and was about to put it on when she was dumbfounded and asked in surprise: "Why is it a skirt?"
She is applying for the position of bodyguard, how can she wear a skirt!
Mu Baoer disagreed and wanted to change, but Mu Xiaoche held her hand. His clear eyes were full of anticipation, and he said in a childish voice, "Xiaoche wants to see Baoer's mommy wear a skirt."
The soft and sweet words touched Mu Baoer's heart at once, and she was stunned.
Unlike the naughty Xiao Han, Xiao Che possesses a maturity that does not belong to his age. No matter how much he likes something, he will never show it.
But now, Mu Baoer clearly saw anticipation in those innocent eyes, and her heart softened instantly. She nodded and said, "Okay, then Mommy will wear a skirt."
Hearing this, Mu Xiaoche breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second, the corners of his mouth curled up.
He is already very handsome, and now his smile is even more deadly. He will definitely be a female killer when he grows up.
Mu Baoer covered her chest and felt like she was about to faint from happiness.
Mu Baoer felt that it must be her heroic deeds in her previous life that moved God, who not only gave her a second life, but also gave her two such handsome and lovely sons.
Mu Baoer smiled knowingly, kissed each of her two sons on the face, and got up quickly.
Although it was just a simple fried egg and toast, the craftsmanship was comparable to that of a chef in a five-star hotel.
Mu Baoer took a bite of the crispy fried egg and said, "Son, if you can't find a job in the future, you can consider selling breakfast. With this skill, you earn money as long as you eat it!"
My son’s cooking is so delicious. In comparison, my own cooking skills are simply...disgusting.
Mu Xiaoche, who is only five years old, is already worried about not being able to find a job in the future. Mu Xiaohan: "..."
"Mommy, I don't think you need to worry about this. Your son is handsome and he can get a lot of fans to reward him just by starting a live broadcast." Mu Xiaohan said confidently.
He originally wanted to say that if he just snapped his fingers, many rich young ladies would shout that they wanted to marry him, but when he thought that Mu Baoer would definitely slap him to death if he said that, he changed his words.
Mu Baoer chuckled, flicked his head with her finger, and said angrily: "Why are you so narcissistic!"
But what he said is true, he is really handsome, and you can see the potential of a handsome guy at such a young age.
Mu Xiaohan raised her index finger and shook it, then said in a pretentious tone, "Mommy, this is called confidence."
Mu Baoer smiled, finished the last bite of bread, stood up and said, "Mommy is leaving now. You two have to behave well at home. Don't act naughty, okay?"
Mu Xiaohan dragged out the tone, "I heard it~"
Mu Xiaoche nodded reservedly, "Okay, goodbye, Mommy."
Before leaving, Mu Xiaohan mysteriously took out a necklace and insisted that she wear it.
Wearing a crystal necklace, a little skirt, and high heels, Mu Baoer felt that she was not applying for a bodyguard position, but more like... going on a blind date.
Maybe it was an illusion, Mu Baoer didn't take it seriously.
She only thought about the 200,000 yuan monthly salary offered by the other party, and she was filled with energy!
On the balcony, Mu Xiaohan watched Mu Baoer disappear in front of the community gate. He quickly ran to Mu Xiaoche, who was cleaning up the dishes. His big eyes were full of worry as he asked, "Brother, will Mommy be angry if she finds out?"
Mu Xiaoche said coldly: "No." Because she wouldn't know.
Hearing this, Mu Xiaohan felt relieved and asked again: "Brother, what do you think Daddy is doing now? Does he miss us?"
"I don't know." Mu Xiaoche was very cold, but his tightly pursed lips revealed his nervousness.
Mu Xiaohan sat at the dining table, supporting her chin with both hands, swinging her legs, and said, "I really want to see Daddy soon. I also want to ask Daddy why he doesn't want us. Is it because we are not good enough?"
Mu Xiaoche paused while washing the dishes. His long, thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his large, dark eyes. He thought to himself, "I want to ask that, too."
"But it doesn't matter." Mu Xiaohan swept away the disappointment and said with sparkling eyes: "There are so many rich people, and he doesn't have to be the only one. We can take our time to choose.
Mu Xiaoche: "..."
…
MR Group is located in the most prosperous area of South City. It owns two office buildings that are towering into the clouds and very impressive.
Standing downstairs, Mu Baoer breathed a sigh of relief, clenched her fists, and encouraged herself in her heart, for 200,000! Come on!
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