Mrs. Yang handed a cup of tea to Lin Anya and said with a smile: "Anya, this matter may be difficult to handle, right? Everyone knows that More Ye likes his wife very much."
"Auntie, they are not married yet, and Aunt Wu doesn't like that Ling Kexin, right?" Lin Anya raised her lips with a confident smile.
"That's what happened, but Wu Qiong has now acquiesced."
"Auntie, I don't want to rob Mo Ye, I just want to enter Mo's house. What can you do?"
Mrs. Yang frowned, this matter... If it had been two months ago, she could have taken Lin Anya to the Mo Manor, but now, Wu Qiong has stopped mentioning his second son's marriage, and now takes the initiative to talk to her about it.
, maybe not that easy to handle.
"Anya, Mor Tao seems to be very kind to his current girlfriend." It's better to dispel her idea. The two sons of the Mo family are not easy to deal with.
"Is there no hope at all?" Lin Anya seemed disappointed.
Mrs. Yang thought for a moment and then said, "Let's do this. I'll ask Wu Qiong for you. If she still wants you to be her second daughter-in-law, I'll contact you then."
The weather is getting colder, but the office is still as warm as spring.
Mo Yiting received another bouquet of heavenly lilies today. It is a joy to receive fresh flowers that are still stained with flower dew and fragrant this season.
After Qiao Zhenzhong left, they had no contact because the florist still delivered flowers every day according to the customers' early reservations. Later, Mo Yiting proposed to deliver flowers twice a week, and they agreed.
The flower shop owner will collect the money spent for a year anyway, and it doesn't matter if it is delivered early or late.
For those who collect flowers, this only prolongs the time. One year's flowers may not be harvested in two years.
After Bai Lexan's accident, she has rested for two months. Her body has fully recovered and the scars on her face have been operated on. Her face looks whiter and more beautiful than before.
Her dyed-tip hair was tied up, her temples were hanging down, her cheeks were lightly powdered, her black eyes flashed, and she stood in front of Mo Yiting with a smile.
"You are in good condition today. Is your son back?" Mo Yiting raised her head and looked at Bai Leshan, who was looking calm and refreshed.
"Yes, it was your eldest brother who came forward." Bai Leshan's smile became pure.
Mo Yiting smiled and tapped the pen in her hand on the table, "This is good. Women, cherish yourself more. There is nothing you can't let go of. With men or without men, we can still live, work hard, and have fun at work.
, it’s also very fun to hang out with my best friends or colleagues in my free time.”
Mo Yiting always talks to others in a relaxed and confident manner, but she doesn't know what she is like about herself?
"Thank you, Miss Mo."
"By the way, my eldest brother said that your salary should be doubled, so you can have some fun, come on!"
Bai Leshan's eyes turned red and she said hoarsely: "I will definitely cherish it!" She put the information on Mo Yiting's table, and before leaving, she glanced at the bouquet of lilies.
After work, Bai Leshan came to Kexin's studio. Seeing that she was still busy, she sat on the sofa and read by herself.
Ling Kexin saw off the last customer and sat down next to her, "How are you? Are you satisfied with your work and life now?"
"Very good," Bai Leshan grabbed her hand, with a sincere light in her eyes, "Sister, thank you, my salary will be increased, starting from January."
Ling Kexin smiled, understanding in her heart, "Don't do stupid things again in the future. Your parents' business is also very good now. It's true to live a stable and ordinary life!"
"Yes." Bai Leshan nodded, and then asked, "How is your sister-in-law's situation? I found that man still lets people send flowers."
"She has now figured it out and decided to let everything happen."
"Let it go, let it go!" Wu Qiong was also saying the same thing in Mo's Manor, but she was complaining grumblingly, "His father, your daughter is not young anymore. You said to let her go as she goes, until she is thirty.
If you haven't married yet, what kid from a rich family would want it?"
"I'm older, so I'm not in a hurry. I've been here for so many years anyway." Mo Lin picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, smiling.
"Hey, just follow your son or daughter. I'm really worried that she is waiting for Qiao Zhenzhong."
Secrets cannot be kept. Wu Qiong not only heard what Mo Zihao told her, but also learned about Qiao Zhenzhong from Mo Ye. She even read about Qiao Zhenzhong's pursuit of the eldest daughter of the Mo family in the gossip entertainment newspapers.
bit by bit.
Sending her flowers, carving the twelve zodiac signs for her, resigning and putting on her military uniform again in order to show her determination... Also, Miss Mo's car drove to Haizhou Military Airport in order to meet her lover.
Lover? This word makes Wu Qiong feel ridiculous. She has always thought that her daughter loves He Xiaoxiao deeply. How can Qiao Zhenzhong win her daughter's heart?
"We don't know whether she is waiting for Qiao Zhenzhong. Tingting's refusal to go on blind dates shows that she has her own thoughts in her heart." Mo Lin said.
"The current man was introduced by Mrs. Yang. He is also a returnee from overseas. He is handsome and has a doctorate in medicine. His parents are both civil servants. Although he is not a businessman, he is worthy of our family."
"Have you seen it?"
"I've seen the photo." After saying that, Wu Qiong walked to the bed cabinet, opened the drawer, took out a 4-inch color photo and handed it to Mo Lin, "Look, he's a nice person, right?"
Mo Lin squinted, moved the photo farther away, looked at it carefully and said, "It's okay, but not as good as our Erye."
"Hey, you are so quiet, but you still have a son-in-law standard in your mind? My Erye... where can you find the comparison? Erye is our son, and the son-in-law belongs to someone else." Wu Qiong said in a funny voice.
.
"Haha, okay, just ask Tingting, marriage is her business, we can just refer to it."
Mo Yiting received a call from her mother and returned home in the evening, but she did not let Wu Qiong get her wish. She only glanced at the photo of the man wearing glasses and shook her head: "No!"
"No, no! Tingting, what are you thinking?" Wu Qiong frowned and asked in distress.
Mo Yiting sat on the sofa, slowly peeling an apple, and said calmly: "Let it go."
Uh...there are these two words again.
"Are you waiting for Qiao Zhenzhong?"
"Mom, you are overthinking this. I haven't even started with him yet."
"How much do I think? Don't think I haven't noticed that you arranged the things he gave you neatly on the bedside. If you didn't have feelings for him, would you look at his things every day?" After Wu Qiong finished speaking, he poked with his finger.
Hit her head.
Mo Yiting pinched up a long peel, waved it in front of her mother's eyes, and chuckled, "Mom, I want to tell you, this is the first time in her life that your daughter has received a gift that suits my heart, because
This gift was made by his own hands, and it was stained with his blood..."
A month ago, Mo Yiting drove to Haizhou with the twelve zodiac signs on her back. After inquiring, she found the wood carving master in a small town near the sea.
"Are you asking about that big boy? The tall and handsome one?" The master with a gray beard asked with a smile.
"Yes, master, look at this." Mo Yiting took out the twelve zodiac signs, "Did he carve them?"
"Haha... Girl, do you suspect that he didn't carve it with his own hands?"
Mo Yiting blushed and didn't know how to explain her "absurd" behavior this time. Maybe it was to verify Qiao Zhenzhong's so-called "love".
"Girl, this was indeed carved by him. He has a certain foundation. I heard that during the army and field training, he used a knife to cut various kinds of wood, but this is the first time he carved small animals."
As he spoke, he went to a cabinet and took out a picture album and handed it to Mo Yiting.
"You see, I carved this before, but when mine was sold out, he imitated the carving in the photo. Because of time constraints, he had to work day and night, and cut his fingers several times..."
When Mo Yiting walked out of the master's house, the sun was setting. She looked up at the sun in the sky, and Qiao Zhenzhong's voice asking her to "smile" echoed in her ears.
As a result, her eyes lit up, the smile on her face rose slightly, and she was as bright as a flower...
Mo Yiting did not agree to the request, so Wu Qiong had to refuse Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang took advantage of Wu Qiong's difficulty in getting to the club and talked about Lin Anya.
"Mrs. Mo, how is your second son doing now? Is it possible for him to be with Anya?"
Wu Qiong paused, and Jier raised a wry smile, "I can't control these three children anymore. None of them listen to me."
"Mrs. Mo, Miss Anya is obsessed with your son. How about finding an opportunity for her to meet Er Tao and forget about her sincerity. Anyway, you don't like what he is talking about now.
"
Wu Qiong was very embarrassed, but Mrs. Yang's enthusiasm and a little regret in her own mind were causing trouble. After pondering for a long time, she still nodded and said that she could give it a try.
Moer Ye got off work very late today and came out with Chen Gang. The two took two cars respectively. Chen Gang wanted to go to the supermarket to buy something for Ren Yifei. After getting in the car, he said hello and drove away.
Mo Ye turned on the air conditioner in the car, took off his coat and hung it on the passenger seat. Then he picked up his cell phone and called Ling Kexin, telling her she would be back in half an hour.
Ling Kexin said that dinner was almost ready, and when he came back, they would have hot pot together.
Mo Ye hung up the phone happily, started the car and drove slowly toward the exit, staring ahead with bright eyes. When he turned the corner, he unexpectedly saw a woman in a white trench coat flash out from the side.
He quickly stopped the car, but the front of the car still hit her. After being frightened, the woman lay on the front hood, her face turned pale, and her bright eyes were wide with fear.
More Ye got out of the car and helped her up, "Miss, are you okay?"
Lin Anya took a deep breath, covered her chest with one hand, and slowly raised her head. Their eyes met, and each other was startled.
"Is it you?" More Ye was surprised.
"Is it you? Mr. Mo..." Lin Anya was shocked, her pale face instantly turned red, and her frightened eyes became shy.
"Sorry, I didn't press the horn." Mo Ye let go of her and took a step back.
"It's my fault. I was eager to take a taxi because my car..." She looked at a red car behind her and said with a blush, "I just passed by and it broke down. Mom called again."
, tell me to go home quickly, I’m leaving in a hurry.”
"Oh," Mor Ye raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Then I'll give it to you."
"Why are you so embarrassed? It's too much trouble for you, Mr. Mo."
"It's okay, where do you live?"
"Jinjiang Garden."
"Get in the car."
"Thank you!" Lin Anya was so happy that she almost jumped up, but the experience she accumulated after dealing with men for many years made her understand how to grasp the scale and maintain the reserve of playing hard to get.
It was very warm inside the car, and Lin Anya also took off her windbreaker, wearing a goose yellow tight woolen sweater that outlined her body curves plumply and sexy.
Curly black hair, long and warped false eyelashes, sparkling black pupils, blushing cheeks with a girlish shyness, a tapered chin, small and plump cherry lips... she is indeed beautiful.
Mo Ye raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror, then sat upright, his expression returned to his usual cold expression, and without saying a word, he held the steering wheel and drove towards Jinjiang Garden Community.
Lin Anya was sitting in the back seat, her eyes fixed on his handsome profile, standard face shape, profound facial features, thick black eyelashes slightly fluttering, and shining eyes that gave off a charming light.
He has a very clean face, a high nose bridge, and his thin lips can move a woman's heart sometimes.
He was wearing a black shirt and a round-neck white thin sweater. He looked casual and chic, and he was eye-catching no matter how he looked.
Lin Anya's eyes were a little obsessed, she pursed her lips, and changed the topic: "Mr. Mo, thank you for accepting my interview last time. Our TV station intends to conduct an exclusive interview with you personally. I wonder what your intentions are?"
"No need, I don't really like it."
"Mr. Mo, you are so low-key." An Yurou's eyes flashed with disappointment, she pursed her lips and said, "I haven't thanked you for saving me last time. Mr. Mo, how about I treat you to dinner?"
Bar?"
"You're too polite. My wife has cooked dinner and is waiting for me."
"Oh." Lin Anya couldn't help but feel gloomy in her heart when she heard his faint tone and even called the unmarried Ling Kexin "wife".
More Ye drove at a faster speed and drove to the gate of Jinjiang Garden Community in more than ten minutes. He stopped the car and said without looking back, "Ms. Lin, we're here."
Lin Anya looked at the door and opened her mouth, but she saw that the man's expression was very dull, so she gave up the idea of letting him send her in.
"Thank you, Mr. Mo. We'll see you again when we have the opportunity in the future!" After getting out of the car, she bent down and smiled at Mo Ye in front of her.
Mor Ye smiled slightly, nodded slightly and stepped on the accelerator.
Lin Anya stood blankly until the Maybach disappeared from her eyes, then she moved sadly...
She was loved by thousands of people and pursued by thousands of men, but she didn't expect that this man only looked at her twice from the time he got in the car to the time she got off.