Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

"Child! You already have a child?"

Hearing Zhang Mo'er's hot words, Claudie's eyes widened, and the curly hair on his hair stood up restlessly, making him look like a big stupid dog.

"Yes, I have two children." Thinking of the two little ones at home, Zhang Mo'er smiled.

"Oh my god, then you're already married." Claudine suddenly covered his heart, showing a heartbroken expression: "I'm broken in love."

"Don't make such jokes, Claude, you make me feel attractive."

Zhang Mo'er obviously didn't think he was serious, she just thought he was teasing herself.

"I'm not kidding. You know, Mo, since we parted last time, I've made up my mind to propose to you!"

Claudine said with a serious expression.

Proposal?

They had only met a few times in total, and Zhang Mo'er didn't even remember his last name.

Why is it that the two of them have reached a marriageable relationship with Claudine?

"Uh...Claudy, in China, two people usually have to know each other for a long time before getting married."

"We've gotten to know each other, and I'm obsessed with you."

Zhang Mo'er blushed for a while, and she looked guiltyly at the direction of the bodyguard not far away.

And secretly praying in their hearts that they didn't hear what Claudie said.

Otherwise, if Shen Rongche knew about this, that guy would definitely be like knocking over the vinegar vat again.

"Claudy, the president is about to start speaking, let's go over."

Zhang Mo'er quickly changed the subject.

The theme of this International Architect Exchange Conference focuses on emerging architects, aiming to provide a group of selected architects with the opportunity to showcase their works and architectural ideas.

Although the protagonists are all newcomers, the whole exchange meeting still has a certain scale.

The senior members of the Institute of Architects basically showed up.

The meeting will be officially opened soon, and the president of the International Association of Architects will deliver a speech.

After a burst of applause, the dinner officially began.

"Mo, let's go have a drink together."

Claudine looked at Zhang Mo'er eagerly.

He has recovered from the blow that Zhang Mo'er had a child just now.

Claudine is very confident in his charm. He thinks that Mo's current husband may not be better than him... Maybe he can win her heart by spending more time with Mo.

"Okay, let's go over there."

Zhang Mo'er agreed.

She has always been very bad at this kind of social occasion. A group of people who are not very familiar with each other put on a mask of smile and greet each other, which is really boring.

In fact, many of these architects have the same idea as Zhang Mo'er. They speak from their true skills, and saying a few more beautiful words will not improve their professional level.

However, there are also some people who like to socialize and think that this is a good opportunity to expand their network.

Zhang Mo'er and Claudine walked to a table in the corner together.

There are delicately made and delicious looking small cakes on the table.

She puts down her glass and takes one to taste.

"Mo, can you tell me what kind of person your husband is?"

Claudie asked.

"Ah... I don't have a husband yet."

Zhang Mo'er was taken aback for a moment, and then replied.

Indeed, she and Shen Rongche haven't really married yet, although the two of them are already an old couple.

"Not married? Then your child."

"Hahaha, none of them are my own, but I just take care of them."

"So it is!"

Claudine suddenly laughed.

He said how could Mo Mingming be married and the mother of two children at such a young age?

Zhang Mo'er looked at Claudie's happy face, and there was a little black line.

She could probably guess what the other party was thinking.

"Claudy, I have to tell you, it's impossible for the two of us."

Zhang Mo'er put the small cake in her hand aside, and said seriously.

"Why? Isn't there a saying in China that goes, 'Men are unmarried, women are unmarried'. The two of us are obviously very suitable."

"But not all unmarried men and women can form husband and wife at will."

Zhang Mo'er said helplessly that she didn't believe that Claudine would have any deep feelings for her at all, and it was probably just the other party's whim.

"And even though I'm not married yet, I already have a boyfriend and we're very much in love."

Claude was silent for a while.

He picked up the glass in his hand and drank the champagne in one gulp.

"Okay, I can see that you are indeed very happy, maybe we are just 'destined for each other'. I wish you and your lover a 'happy marriage for a hundred years'."

Zhang Mo'er burst out laughing with a "puchi".

This Claudine has quite a good command of Chinese, and he speaks in a set way.

"Hey, you guys aren't just kidding me, are you?"

Claude shook his head.

"Nono, I was serious just now. But after you said you have a boyfriend, I realized that true love is actually fulfillment, so I chose to let go."

"You made the right choice."

Zhang Mo'er said to Claudine with a smile, she thinks he is really an interesting person.

A person's personality can be directly reflected in the works. Claudie himself is such a casual person who thinks out as soon as he thinks about it.

No wonder his architectural works can be full of creativity and never follow the rules.

It's a pity that the businessmen who cooperate with him may feel very painful.

Skipping the weird topics, Zhang Mo'er and Claudy chatted about architecture.

The two chatted happily.

"Miss Zhang, is that right? The president would like to ask you to go over and discuss something."

At this time, a waiter came over, and he called out Zhang Mo'er's name.

"President? You mean Mr. Miller?"

The visitor nodded: "Yes, Mr. Miller sent me to invite you over."

Hey, it's strange, the president would like to tell her something.

Although Zhang Mo'er is also a member of the Architects Association, she has always been relatively low-key, and she has not taken on any major work for a long time.Even if there is a job, it is basically just to participate in the invitation of the Molun Design Institute. The president probably doesn't know that there is a talent like her.

"Okay, let's go then."

No matter what, it won't be a bad thing, let's see it later.

"Can I go there together?"

Claude interjected again.

Unexpectedly, the waiter shook his head apologetically.

"Sorry sir, Mr. Miller only invited one guest, Miss Zhang."

"But he is my friend and a member of the association. I don't think Mr. Miller would mind having one more guest."

Zhang Mo'er was a little embarrassed, and there would be no hindrance if Claude went with her.

"I'm so sorry, I can't decide."

The waiter still didn't let go, and insisted on taking Zhang Mo'er alone.