President, Please Be Careful
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Finally, Mu Tingfeng's expression changed slightly. His eyebrows twitched, but he did not loosen his grip.

He looked at the fierce lady with his pair of dark eyes. The moment he met his gaze, which was filled with stubbornness, his heart trembled.

He subconsciously reached out his hand to his face. Unfortunately, Mu Tingfeng did not touch Zhao Youlin's face. Instead, when his hands were several centimeters away from Zhao Youlin's face, suddenly, he felt a weight on his legs.

She lowered her head and looked down in surprise, only to be greeted by Joy's little face which was the same as hers.

Joy's eyes resembled those of Zhao Youlin, who was filled with vigilance and hostility. He punched Mu Tingfeng in the thigh with his little fist repeatedly.

He shouted, "Bad man, let go of Mom!" Everyone was dumbfounded by Joy's sudden movements.

Xia Zhetao's jaw fell and showed a strange expression, as if he had been struck by lightning. 'Oh my! Should I describe this as "like a mother, like a boy"? President Mu's son actually called him a bad person! It would certainly be a hit if news spread!'

Mu Tingfeng was both surprised. He never thought his son whom he had neglected would have the courage to rebel against him for the sake of his mother.

Zhao Youlin took the opportunity as Mu Tingfeng froze and was distracted by her son. His eyes vibrate. With his free hand, he clenched his fist and swung it at his handsome face as fast as lightning.

Mu Tingfeng caught the wet of the move. He hurriedly avoided it by retreating. He loosened his grip.

Finally, Zhao Youlin broke free. He immediately picked up Joy and ran to the counter. After she swiped the card on the card reader, she brought a cage with Husky in it and ran away.

As he reached the store entrance, he spat out the word at Mu Tingfeng in disdain, "Psycho!"

Zhao Youlin's series of actions were done smoothly. He finished everything in one breath and gave no chance for others to react.

When the people in the shop regained consciousness, the mother and child had already disappeared from their sight. The atmosphere in the shop was strange.

"P-President Mu ..." After some time, Xia Zhetao gulped. He went up and asked, "A-Do you still want to buy ..."

Before Xia Zhetao finished his words, Mu Tingfeng glared at him and almost scared him off.

'Hiks, President Mu, if you want to get the root of something, go and address the cause! If you're angry, go and vent your anger on Mrs President! I'm a nobody, I can't hold back your anger right now!'

Fortunately, Mu Tingeng's gaze only paused for a moment on Xia Zhetao. After that, he shifted his eyes.

He just pointed to one side and said, "We'll take this one. Bring it." Bring it."

Xia Zhetao widened his eyes as he looked in the direction Mu Tingfeng pointed at. It was a Tibetan Mastiff with a height of about half a man.

He felt a chill drop down his spine when he met his gaze. It gave a bone-chilling fear.

If he remembered correctly, President Mu would have given it to his nephew, right? His nephew is only six years old this year.

'Is it appropriate to give such a savage beast as a gift to a six-year-old girl?'