They opened the courtyard door and saw Mo Ye sitting in the car. Ren Yifei curled her lips and said, "Hey, Mr. Mo is here. What's wrong? Don't you want to come down?"
"Yeah, Uncle Mo?" Mo Xinnian was still pleasantly surprised when she saw Mo Ye. She got into the car, flashing her bright eyes, and shared her joy with Mo Ye, "We found Daddy, my dad.
The land is so handsome.”
Uh...Moor Ye's heart sank inexplicably, and the corners of his lips were crooked.
Looking at this beautiful and bright little face, he couldn't help but smile.
"Uncle Mo, are you sick?" Seeing the corners of his lips twitching, Mo Xinnian blinked.
"Well, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach." His hand happened to be pressed on the seat belt, and he gave the reason accordingly.
"Then Uncle Mo, do you want to..."
"Xin Nian!" Before Mo Xinnian could finish speaking, a tall and handsome man walked out of the villa, holding Mo Zihao's hand with one hand.
Mo Zihao turned his head and saw Mo Zihao looking up at the face that looked exactly like him, smiling brightly.
Feeling sad, my eyes followed his small hand that was clenched in the big palm, and saw a familiar face of his.
Cold?
His classmate when he was studying in the United States, heir to the Leng Group. In school, they were both Prince Charmings in the eyes of girls, but they had different personalities. Mo Ye was cold and cold, and few girls dared to approach him, while Leng Ruo although
His surname is "Leng", but he has a gentle temper and is very popular with girls.
For this reason, although they were classmates, they were not friendly and rarely talked to each other. Later, Morye returned to China and Leng Ruo immigrated to the UK.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, he would meet this man here who he neither hates nor loves.
At the rich man's blind date, it turned out that the two children went on a blind date with their mother to meet such a tall, rich and handsome man.
I don’t want to read any more.
Moer Ye took advantage of Mo Xinnian to get out of the car, immediately closed the door, and drove away quickly without saying hello.
Ren Yifei looked at Chen Gang in confusion, and Chen Gang shrugged helplessly.
He was sure that More Ye was jealous.
Leaning close to Ren Yifei's ear, he chuckled and said softly: "Mor Ye knows this man, and knows that the babies have been attracted by Ling Kexin, Mr. Leng. I guess Mor Ye is heartbroken. It's a good thing. It's a good thing."
Ren Yifei grinned after hearing this, her eyes flashed, and she exclaimed softly: "Oh yeah!"
Everyone went in, Ling Kexin was busy washing fruits and making tea, while Chen Gang had met Leng Ruo in England and learned about the "blind date". For a while, laughter continued in the living room.
After Leng Ruo smiled, he said, half-heartedly, "I would really like to become their daddy."
Ling Kexin blushed and blamed the two children for being troublesome and making a joke.
Ren Yifei didn't let Ling Kexin criticize the children and took them upstairs.
Ling Kexin left Leng Ruo to eat, saying she would go to the kitchen to cook, and asked Chen Gang to chat with Leng Ruo in the living room.
"Why don't Mr. Mo get out of the car?" Leng Ruo turned out to have seen Mo Ye.
Chen Gang smiled and said, "He has lost his memory and doesn't remember Ling Kexin and the children. Mr. Leng, I think you can help the children with their acting."
"What if I fake it and do it for real?" Leng Ruo smiled.
"Haha, it depends on your fate." Chen Gang laughed and threw a cigarette to Leng Ruo.
Leng Ruo didn't smoke. He picked up an apple and took a bite. Then he put aside the topic and chatted with Chen Gang about the competition in the shopping mall.
Besides, Mo Ye drove back to the company, thinking about the previous events, and felt overwhelmed. He leaned back in his chair and watched Mo Tao put the compiled information into the bookcase.
"Er Tao, don't you have anything to say to me?" After a while, he spoke.
"Yes, brother, I have asked the Finance Department to prepare statistical reports on the performance of the past five years..."
"Stop!" Mor Ye raised his hand, his eyes darkened, "Don't talk to me about work."
Mortao shrugged and spread his hands, "I don't have anything else to say."
"You don't know Ling Kexin?"
"Her?" Mortao scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "I think I know her. I know a little bit about her. It seems that she worked at Xinhuang Media a few years ago and filmed commercials..."
Uh, you didn't say the same thing! More Ye frowned and waved to him, "You go down and have a rest. Let the secretary sort out the rest of the information."
"Lan Ke didn't come today."
"I'll sort it out myself."
"Brother, it seems... you need a female secretary."
Mor Ye stared and touched his chin with his fingers. Seeing this, Mor Tao flashed a meaningful smile on his lips, picked up his briefcase and walked out of the office.
As soon as the door closed, Mor Tao patted his chest. Fortunately, Chen Gang passed the news to him, and Ling Kexin gave up mentioning the past to Mor Ye, and she volunteered to start from scratch with Mor Ye.
The reason is that firstly, they do not want to disturb the current living conditions of the Mo family, and secondly, they want to get to know and love each other again with Mo Ye.
Mortao thinks this is good, at least no one is in trouble.
However, like Chen Gang, he can arrange things secretly.
As soon as Mor Tao left, Mor Ye fiddled with his cell phone. He was a little distressed and forgot to ask Ling Kexin for his phone number.
After hesitating again and again, he called Chen Gang, and his words became a little hesitant: "Um... do you have time? Help sort out the information in the office."
Chen Gang rolled his eyes slyly and said awkwardly: "Mr. Mo, my girlfriend asked me to accompany her on the street in the afternoon. You know, it's the weekend."
"Then...well, the main reason is that Lan Ke didn't come either."
"Oh, Mr. Mo, how about I help you find a secretary temporarily?"
Mo Ye's heart skipped a beat, thinking of Leng Ruo holding Mo Zihao's hand with the spring breeze blowing across his face. He pursed his thin lips and asked seriously: "Do you have a suitable candidate?"
"Yes, there is, but I don't know if she is coming. How about I ask for you?"
"Forget it, you're busy." Mo Ye suddenly hung up the phone again.
Chen Gang took his cell phone and smiled at Ren Yifei beside him, and said mysteriously: "Mr. Mo is already ready to make a move. Tell Ling Kexin not to be impatient."
Upon hearing this, Ren Yifei happily ran to the sofa, picked up the landline phone and started talking on the phone with Ling Kexin.
Mo Ye was busy all afternoon. Chu Tianyu called twice, but he didn't answer the phone. In the end, Chu Tianyu had no choice but to bring his child to his office.
When Mo Yabo saw his father, he rushed towards him and asked him to hug him coquettishly.
Morye put down his pen, put him on his lap, and asked him, "Have you read any books today?"
"No, I went to my uncle's house with mommy to play."
"Which uncle?"
"Ai..." As soon as Mo Yabo opened his mouth, Chu Tianyu stuffed a lollipop into his mouth. After a trace of panic flashed across her eyes, she immediately smiled like a flower.
"I met Alice on the street. She had a Chinese boyfriend, and we went to their house to play." She explained.
Alice is Chu Tianyu's good friend from France. She came to China to work as a model for a clothing company two years ago.
After hearing this, Morye didn't ask any questions. He put his son on the ground, stood up and said, "Let's go to the hotel for dinner."
After the three of them had dinner, Chu Tianyu suggested taking the children to the Beimen Pedestrian Street, which is a major tourist spot in Jiangbin. After several years of development, the pedestrian street has expanded again.
Mo Ye parked his car and walked to the pedestrian street, he was slightly stunned. Although he never came here to hang out, standing on the street, watching the crowds of people, the vendors shouting, and the lively atmosphere made him suddenly feel like
He swam here a few years ago.
"Hey, sisters who are passing by, come and take a look. If you like it, buy one."
Suddenly, at a small bridge in front, a woman was sitting on a small stool soliciting customers. In front of her were colorful female products.
What a familiar voice, Mo Ye followed the sound, and when his eyes fell on the woman's face, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Ling Kexin?
I saw that she was wearing an ordinary white T-shirt, with her long hair tied loosely, and her fair face without any rouge or powder. She might be very busy, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.
A strand of bangs stuck wetly to his forehead.
What surprised More Ye even more was that her pair of cute babies were standing on either side of her, one helping to collect money and the other handing out small commodities.
"Darling, what are you looking at?" Chu Tianyu, who was holding Mo Yabo's hand, turned around curiously when he saw Mo Yabo standing still.
"Oh, it's nothing." Mo Ye retracted his gaze and took Mo Yabo from her hand.
Chu Tianyu looked in the direction he had just gone in confusion, and saw Ling Kexin, mother and son. She was slightly startled, then curled her lips in disdain, stepped forward, took Mo Ye's hand, and walked in the other direction.
Walking to a beverage shop, Mo Yabo wanted to go in to sell something to eat. Chu Tianyu pulled Mo Ye in. The three of them chose a seat by the window and ordered a table of snacks and a few drinks.
.
Mo Yabo grew up in a honey pot. He always wasted food and threw pastries away after one bite. Mo Yabo looked at his eating appearance and frowned slightly.
"Mommy, I want ###." After drinking half of the juice, Mo Yabo shouted.
"Okay, Mommy will take you there." Chu Tianyu led him away.
Mo Ye turned his head and looked out the window. Although he couldn't see Ling Kexin from this position, the scene of mother and son setting up a street stall always appeared in front of his eyes.
Ling Kexin, she is so good and actually does what she says.
More Ye began to be irritable and restless. He couldn't figure out why his heart always tightened when he saw the mother and son.
A few minutes later, Chu Tianyu came back with his son, but Mo Ye was missing from the table except for her bag.
She felt a chill in her heart, immediately picked up her bag, and led Mo Yabo towards the direction where Ling Kexin set up her stall.
"Are you like a mother?" When Ling Kexin arranged the scattered items and was about to take a breather, a pair of big feet wearing shiny leather shoes fell under her eyes.
"Uncle Mo?" Mo Xinnian screamed.
Boom...
Ling Kexin's heart beat violently, and her whole face became hot...He's here, please help me! The first time you came out, you met him.
Ren Yifei suggested today: "You can try tonight. If Mo Ye doesn't take the initiative to go to the pedestrian street, I will ask Chen Gang to find a way to take him there. You must pretend to be pitiful."
"Can I go without the babies?"
"No, no, let them set up a street stall. You said that yourself."
With Ren Yifei's support, Ling Kexin did the ideological work for the babies. The babies learned that Mommy wanted to make money at night and went to Beimen Pedestrian Street, which was a lively place.
Without waiting for Ling Kexin to explain anything, the two of them raised their hands and agreed without hesitation.
The hard work has paid off, Mo Ye is here.
Ling Kexin knew that this big devil was actually cold on the outside but kind on the inside.
"It's you, Mr. Mo," Ling Kexin stood up with a smile and hugged a child with one arm, "I have no choice but to take my children out to set up a street stall due to the pressure of life."
Mo Zihao twitched his cheeks and handed the two drinks in his hand to the babies. Mo Zihao paused and didn't take them.
Mo Xinnian licked her lips, touched the small back pot on her waist with her little hands, and looked up at Ling Kexin.
"Bring it here and drink it." Ling Kexin said, and the two children took it in unison.
Mo Zihao didn't drink first. He handed the drink cup to Ling Kexin. When Mo Zihao saw this, his eyes became happy and appreciative. He touched Mo Zihao's head and smiled, "Zihao, let mom
Pack your things, uncle will take you back."
"Thank you, no, we'll leave as soon as we sell out." Ling Kexin hurriedly refused.