Adorable baby with a poisonous tongue: a big-name mommy with a black belly

Chapter 457 Rumored Fiancee

Chapter 478 Rumored Fiancee
"Mo, get up and make me breakfast. I haven't eaten two meals in a row, and I'm so hungry. Can you help me make breakfast?" She put her arms around Baili Moye's neck, coquettishly, begging with.

"Okay, I'll make you something to eat, what do you want to eat?" Baili Moye asked, lying beside Yiyi, with his left hand on her right side, looking down at her.

"You make a pasta, and then a mushroom soup." She ordered without any hesitation.

"Okay, do you just want to eat these two?" Baili Mo Yezhuo asked, pecking her lips.

"Well, yes, you go, if you don't go, your woman will starve to death."

He didn't eat two meals, he thought she must be very hungry, so he stopped dawdling, quickly got up, picked up the bathrobe on the floor, put it on, and then went to the bathroom, took a shower, and immediately went to the kitchen to feed her. His little girl cooks.

After lying down for so long, she had had enough, so she got up slowly, went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed the sheets, seeing that Baili Moye hadn't prepared breakfast yet, she was idle and bored, Holding the computer, I sat on the bed and started watching anime.

Suddenly, a news window popped up, and the eye-catching title on it made her scream in surprise.

"Ah, Baili Moye, get the hell out of here!"

Phew, she was so mad, so mad, she puffed out her cheeks, her hands flashed on both sides of her cheeks, but this couldn't alleviate the hotness caused by her blood rising due to anger.

Young Master Mo, who was cooking breakfast for his wife in a good mood, couldn't help trembling when he heard the roar coming from the bedroom, and the spatula in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

What happened?Why are you so angry?
He was about to bow down to pick up the spatula that fell on the ground, but just as he moved, he heard the woman's extremely angry voice coming from the bedroom again.

He also ignored the spatula on the ground and hurried into the bedroom.

"Baby, what's the matter? What's the matter so angry?" Baili Moye asked anxiously as soon as he entered the door.

"You still said, don't tell me you don't know, you said you ordered those reporters to write like this?" She pointed at the computer screen and glared angrily at Baili Moye who was walking over quickly.

"What's the matter? Let me take a look." Baili Moye walked over, sat beside her, turned over the computer, and looked at it. Several people from "Ms. Mo of Baili Group will soon be engaged to Miss Shangguan of K&Q Group" In big characters, Baili Moye rubbed his nose resentfully, um, yes, he just mentioned a few words, and they understood what he meant, it seems that he wanted to give those people in the news department a little more salary.

Looking at the picture of Baili Moye, she knew it must be Baili Moye's tricks. If he didn't nod and let them write like this, would those reporters dare to write like this?

Baili Moye never nodded his head, even if he lent them a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to write like this, unless they collectively don't want their jobs anymore!
"Look, I've been staying with you for the past two days. I've been disconnected from the phone and the Internet. I'm isolated from the world. I don't know what happened outside. You know that reporters always like to catch wind and write scribbles. You Don't be angry, it will hurt you." Baili Moye reached out to hug her, but she avoided it.

"Hmph, ╭(╯^╰)╮, Baili Moye, how dare you say that you don't know, if you don't nod, how dare they write like this, tell me, did you instigate it?"

"Hey." Why is his woman so smart?Still stupid and cute.Having been exposed, Young Master Mo smiled awkwardly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Admit it, it is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire of the woman who is about to explode; deny it, it's too fake, this smart woman can see it at a glance, this matter, although he didn't instruct them to do so Written, but also implied by him.

"Okay, Baili Moye was really instructed by you. You are too much. You asked your reporters to write like this without my consent. Did I ever say that I want to marry you? What do I say?" It's time to say I'm going to marry you? Now the whole world knows that I'm your fiancée, and I, the client, was the last to know. I didn't even have a decent proposal, and you still want me to be your fiancée , is simply too much."

(End of this chapter)