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Chapter 208 The Domineering Boss's Little Wife 125

"In a few days, our Jingyu's full-moon banquet will definitely be more grand than theirs! He is the eldest grandson of the Murong family!" Joanna said indignantly after attending her nephew Murong Yian's full-moon banquet.

"Honey, why don't we invite more people to make it more lively!" She felt that this was the only way to demonstrate the Murong family's strength and status and make everyone look at them with admiration.

Her eldest grandson Murong Jingyu was born two days later than Murong Yian, but their birth dates are the same!

They will definitely be compared together by outsiders.

Considering Murong Yian's schedule for tonight, the hotel they booked earlier was a bit inferior!

This wouldn't do. She couldn't let that kid always suppress her eldest grandson!

Joanna mumbled to herself for a long time, but her husband didn't say anything.

I looked up and found Murong Yunhao wearing glasses and saying he was reading a newspaper, but seeing his eyes were staring straight ahead and he hadn't turned a page of the newspaper, I knew he was daydreaming.

"Yun Hao? Yun Hao? What are you doing? I'm talking to you!" Joanna shouted impatiently.

Murong Yunhao came back to his senses when he heard his wife's cry. A hint of panic flashed across his eyes, and he smiled as if to cover it up: "Oh, I'm listening. Let's do what you say."

Johanna rolled her eyes at him: "Can you please pay more attention? This is our eldest grandson's full moon banquet, how can we be so casual!"

Murong Yunhao sighed helplessly: "Okay, everything will be up to your arrangement."

Joanna nodded with satisfaction: "That's about right. I will contact the hotel tomorrow to rearrange the venue and make sure this full moon banquet becomes the most dazzling focus!"

Murong Yunhao looked at his wife's energetic appearance and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that women are really scary creatures, especially when it comes to children.

However, he also understood his wife's feelings. After all, the eldest grandson of the Murong family really needed a grand full moon banquet to celebrate.

The eldest grandson...

Murong Yunhao stared at the newspaper, and the tall and majestic figure he saw at the Full Moon Banquet appeared before his eyes...

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"Please, Mr. Murong, please! Let my daughter go!..."

"Mr. Murong, I kowtow to you! My daughter definitely didn't do it on purpose! For the sake of your friendship over the years, please let her go! I beg you..."

A man and a woman, two elderly people with half-white hair, held each other's hands and trembled as they blocked Murong Yichen's way, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to Murong Yichen.

Murong Yichen felt very annoyed and turned away impatiently.

He left the bodyguards behind and intercepted the couple outside the Yiyun Building.

"Mr. Murong...Mr. Murong! Please!"

"Mr. Murong...wait a minute...let go of...Murong Yichen! Su Yao...you are so heartless!"

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"Murong Yichen! Give me back my daughter!"

"Murong Yichen, Su Yao, you two will not die well!"

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"Mr. Murong Yichen, because your uncle, Mr. Murong Yunhai, died in a car accident, you, as his first heir, have the right to inherit his entire family business, including..."

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"Yi Chen, Yi Chen... wake up! Yi Chen..."

"Ah..." Murong Yichen heard a calling voice from far away in his ears. His mind seemed to recover slowly. He was half asleep and half awake, and for a moment he didn't even know what day it was.

"What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?" Su Yao looked at the person next to her who was woken up from his sleep by her.

She was woken up just now because Murong Yichen tossed and turned. When she woke up, she found that Murong Yichen was still sleeping, but not peacefully.

Not to mention tossing and turning, he was still mumbling to himself, and his expression was unpredictable, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, which was a bit scary.

She woke him up because she was afraid something might happen to him.

Murong Yichen finally opened his eyes, but his eyes were still a little confused, as if he had not fully awakened yet.

Su Yao patted his shoulder gently and asked with concern: "Are you having a nightmare?"

Murong Yichen shook his head, trying to sober himself up.

He sat up, rubbed his temples, and recalled the dream he had just had.

The scenes and sounds in the dream seemed to still echo in his ears, making him feel a little palpitated.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

"I'm fine... I just had a strange dream." Murong Yichen said slowly.

Su Yao frowned and looked at him worriedly.

"What kind of dream was it? Your expression just now was so strange..." Su Yao asked softly.

Murong Yichen hesitated for a moment, looking at the familiar face in front of him. Through this face, he seemed to see the cold and beautiful woman in his dream, and the couple who had been begging him...

The old man’s miserable and malicious curse seemed to still echo in my ears, so desperate and so sad.

Murong Yichen was frightened and shivered, then came to his senses.

It's just a dream!

"Nothing! Just a nightmare. Dreams are always weird!"

"Well, as long as you're okay! Then go to bed quickly, it's getting late..." Seeing that her husband didn't want to say more, Su Yao didn't bother to ask.

"Okay, you go to sleep first, I'll go drink some water."

Murong Yichen said this and got out of bed and left the room, leaving the room in silence.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and I heard the door of the room being closed gently.

In the darkness, Su Yao opened her clear eyes. There was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes, and she looked obviously awake.

Su Yao stared at the ceiling without saying a word. She did not remind her husband that there was warm water prepared in the room.

This has been her habit since she got married, preparing constant temperature hot water in her room at night so that she can drink it when she gets thirsty and gets up at night.

Her husband knew about this, but he went out on purpose tonight. She didn't know whether he forgot or did it on purpose.

This is indeed a nightmare...

After Murong Yichen drank some water from the living room and returned to the room, he found that his wife had fallen asleep.

I didn't dare wake her up and went to bed carefully.

When he folded his hands and lay steadily on the bed.

His mind became clearer.

The last scene in the dream just now appeared in his mind again and again.

"...Because your uncle, Mr. Murong Yunhai, died in a car accident, you, as his first-line heir, have the right to inherit his entire family business..."

Car accident... Murong Yichen kept this word in his mouth, turning it around, but didn't spit it out.

And that familiar face... Different from the dazzling, gorgeous and charming face now, the face in the dream seemed to have lost its vitality, embarrassed, desperate, and cold after the madness.

Murong Yichen turned slightly to the side, his eyes flickering as he looked at his sleeping wife.

My wife’s face seemed to flash across my dream, proud, cold, yet full of confidence.