Huanhuan returned to the villa with a slightly shrunken wallet and sighed step by step. She originally planned to use the money to buy something for everyone, but now, three-quarters of her royalties were eaten up in one Western meal! Damn,
She had known for a long time that she would not open the bottle of red wine that was unknown how old it was. What’s worse, she even forgot to pack it!!
"Mommy!" Su Xiaoyou sat in the living room, happily raised her laptop and said proudly, "I'm video chatting with daddy~"
As soon as he heard it was Mo Jia, Huanhuan dropped his bag and ran over. Seeing the inhumanly beautiful man on the screen, he happily asked, "Mo Jia, why are you back?"
Mo Jia's expression was very indifferent. He picked up a magazine from the table and shook it. When he saw the cover, Huanhuan's expression changed and he quickly said, "This is work, absolutely work!"
Mojia calmly turned to a certain page. Seeing his posture, Huanhuan quickly turned to her daughter and said, "Youyou, can you go to Linglong's room to get some fruit and eat it?"
Su Xiaoyou looked at her father and pouted reluctantly, "Okay."
The figure of her daughter had just disappeared, and Huanhuan smiled at the man with an obviously gloomy face, "Mojia, it's not written about you, so don't take it to heart."
Mo Jia raised an eyebrow and slowly said one sentence, "My husband is very strong outside, but in bed, he is not good at all!"
He emphasized the word "no", threw the magazine on the table, half-squinted his eyes, glared at her, and said lukewarmly, "What's wrong with me? Come on, tell me."
Zhong Kun sent this magazine to Mexico, but Muchuan opened it. There was also a note in the magazine, specifically emphasizing that page xx was the key point!! So, soon, the entire K-word party knew - he couldn't do it
!
Huanhuan blushed and defended herself, "Oh, if you want to write something that interests everyone, you must first put yourself in a position that can resonate and make people sympathize, and then you can strengthen yourself as a new woman."
A self-reliant appearance appears to encourage the sisters..."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Come out together?"
Huan Huan's inspiring fist fell down suddenly, and he gave him an angry look, "Isn't this called pursuing sexual happiness?"
His arms were folded across his chest, and his half-open eyes always revealed a sharp laser. In the face of this powerful laser, she couldn't even hide it.
He ignored her explanation and ordered in a strong tone, "Tomorrow, quit your job and stay at home with peace of mind. I will support you!"
"No!" Huanhuan shook her head. Her career had just made some progress, how could she give up so quickly? Although, letting him raise her was indeed a very attractive temptation~
Mojia frowned, "No?"
"We'll talk about this later," Huanhuan cleverly changed the subject, moved her face closer, and looked at him across from her, "Mojia, originally, I was planning to give you a gift, but..."
As a result, she gave him a meal and ate it!
Huanhuan felt like crying but had no tears.
Mojia's expression softened a little, he stared at her and his voice became softer, "Is the money not enough?
Huanhuan shook her head and said firmly, "I will use the money I earned to buy you a gift!" Then she asked him in a low voice, "Even if it is a bargain, you must not dislike it."
He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Yeah."
Huanhuan was relieved. After a casual chat, she thought about Mo Sheng and felt it was necessary to tell him, "Mo Jia, Mo Sheng...he bought the magazine where I worked." After that,
, and couldn’t help but observe the reaction.
Mojia's expression was calm, not surprised at all, and he said quietly, "I know."
"You know?" Huanhuan blinked his eyes and shrugged. It's not surprising, what could be hidden from him, Young Master Mo?
Opposite him, he suddenly spoke and stared at her, "What if I say that I don't like you meeting Mo Sheng?"
Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, but when she met his eyes that were always cold but only bloomed with tenderness for her, she felt slightly relieved and nodded with a smile, "I got it."
She didn't ask why, she just believed in him. There was probably only one Mojia in the world who could make her so willing.
A trace of emotion flashed across Mo Jiawubo's eyes, and the expression on his cheeks became more soothing and charming.
…
Mo Sheng stared at the package on the table and slowly opened it. Inside was a pile of sawdust-like things, with a faint smell of blood.
His vision was immediately shrouded in a shadow of darkness.
He knew very well that this thing was not poison, because the only requirement for his cooperation with Yan Xihua was that Su Huanhuan's life should not be harmed! Otherwise, even if she is a dark wizard, he has the ability to destroy her!
However, he didn't mind letting Mojia experience the feeling of "loss" first, the feeling that he has been tasting for so many years...
When she received a call from Mo Sheng, Huanhuan declined politely. She remembered that she had promised Mo Jia. Mo Sheng said nothing on the phone, just smiled and hung up.
The next day, the editor-in-chief of the magazine called Huanhuan again and said that he wanted to discuss the column. Huanhuan did not dare to neglect and rushed to the magazine immediately.
Zhong Kun sent her to the door of the magazine, rolled down the window and said, "Huanhuan, I'll wait for you outside."
"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Brother Kun."
Watching Huan Huan disappear, Zhong Kun glanced at the back seat and said, "Linglong, it's not convenient for me to go in, so I'll leave it to you."
Linglong yawned, fluttered her wings, glanced at him with her charming eyes, and disappeared with a "bang". Zhong Kun felt relieved.
After Mo Sheng threw the application form for a long leave in the empty CEO's office, he came to the e-market and suddenly bought the magazine where Huan Huan worked. The purpose was obvious. But after all, he was the second young master of the Mo family, and Zhong
It is not convenient for Kun to come forward to solve the problem. Now, he can only wait for the eldest young master to come back before making a decision.
Huanhuan quickly walked into the editor-in-chief's office, "Editor-in-Chief, what's the matter? You're so anxious to see me?"
When she looked up, she saw Mo Sheng sitting on the editor's seat. She stood there in shock, "Mo Sheng, why is it you?"
Mo Sheng intertwined his fingers and looked at her with a smile, "If I don't let the editor-in-chief make this call, will you make the wrong call and avoid me for the rest of your life?"
Huanhuan's brows knitted together. Although he felt sulky as if he had been deceived, he still asked patiently, "Mo Sheng, what do you want from me?"
Mo Sheng motioned to the chair in front of him with his eyes, "Sit down and talk."
Huanhuan hesitated for a moment, walked over and sat down, "Okay, let's talk now, I have to go to the kindergarten to pick up my daughter later."
Hearing her mention the child belonging to Mo Jia, Mo Sheng's heart was severely pinched.