Adorable Chef: Mommy is a master

"Yeah!" Baby Mo jumped up happily, wanting to rush into Mo Xialan's arms like a small cannonball: "Mommy, you are the best mommy in the world."

"Then you won't be a good mommy if you don't participate?" Mo Xialan said angrily.

Mo Baobao scratched his little head: "It's still a good mommy."

Mo Xialan knew, it wasn't the best, she flicked Baby Mo's head, and told him to discuss with her no matter what he did in the future, and if he appeared again without telling her, she would not forgive him so easily Let him study the recipes for the next competition.

The next day, the mother and son went to Bo's together, because the filming location of the master chef competition was in Bo's, and she was also revising the script in Bo's recently.

Mo Xialan was terrified, afraid that Bao Jingcheng would find out, but thinking about Bao Jingcheng's daily affairs, how could he have the leisure to care about these things?

She was so overwhelmed that she was out of work all day, and she didn't even notice when Bao Jingcheng came. It was only when the screenwriter of Gezao touched her that she realized it.

"Ah, Mr. Bo, why are you here?" Mo Xialan said guiltily when she saw Bao Jingcheng.

Bao Jingcheng coughed lightly: "A treat." He ate Mo Xialan's bento last time, so that he had thought about it recently, so he thought about inviting the guests as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't have to affect his work because of this incident in the future.

Mo Xialan breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't for Baby Mo!

She smiled and said, "No need, I just invited Boss to have a little homely meal, so why do you need to invite him back?"

Bo Jingcheng took a step back and invited the entire screenwriting team, so Mo Xialan couldn't refuse, so he could only nod in agreement.

After Bao Jingcheng finished speaking, he turned and left, not far away.

"Mommy! The baby sent you a bento."

A crisp child's voice came, and Bao Jingcheng looked over, but could only see a small cheerful figure from his back...

"Wow, Xiaomengmeng is really cute, if only I had such a son!"

"Wangcai, wake her up!"

"I can't even imagine it? But don't you think Xiao Mengmeng is very similar to Mr. Bo?"

Bao Jingcheng, who was passing by, frowned tightly. After get off work yesterday, he was called by his father to scold him. After scolding him endlessly, he asked him to think clearly and take the child back to admit his mistakes to him.

child?Where did the child come from?

Bao Jingcheng only thought that her father was crazy about his grandson, but now it doesn't look like that?

He returned to the office and told the special assistant: "Go and get Xiaomengmeng's information."

The special assistant was very efficient. In less than 10 minutes, Mo Baobao's information was already on his desk.

Bao Jingcheng looked at his own small face, and fell into deep thought for a rare moment. Are there really two people who are so similar in the world?
What surprised him even more was that Mo Baobao was also Mo Xialan's son.

But he and Mo Xialan only met a few days ago, so it's impossible for him to have contact before that. Could it be just a coincidence?

Inexplicably, he thought of the familiar fragrance on Mo Xialan's body, and his eyes sank slightly.

The door was knocked at this time.

Bao Jingcheng came back to his senses: "Go in."

The special assistant pushed the door open. He held the dessert in his hand and placed it in front of Bo Jingcheng: "Boss, this is Mo Baobao's entry for this competition. The director asked me to send a copy for you to taste."

Bao Jingcheng hummed, indicating that the special assistant could leave.

The special assistant turned around wittily, but when he opened the door, he saw Mo Xialan just walking: "Miss Mo."

"Special Assistant Xu." Mo Xialan greeted with a smile, "I'm here to send the script to Mr. Bo for review. Is Mr. Bo in there?"

"Yes, please, Ms. Mo." Assistant Xu pushed the door open, and let Mo Xialan in sideways.

After Mo Xialan thanked her, she entered the office.

Inside, Bao Jingcheng was tasting desserts. Originally, he hated this kind of greasy food, but this didn't make him feel greasy. Instead, it attracted him to taste it.

He couldn't resist taking a bite, but he didn't think about it, and just happened to meet Mo Xialan who walked in.

Bao Jingcheng: "..." Why is this woman eating every time he comes?

At this time, he should have put down the dessert in his hand, but he was reluctant to give it up. He bravely solved the dessert in his hand gracefully and quickly, and then looked at Mo Xialan as if nothing had happened.

But he didn't want to meet her surprised eyes.

Bao Jingcheng coughed lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Um, it's nothing, I just thought of the rumor that Mr. Bo doesn't like sweets, so it seems that the rumors can't be completely believed." Mo Xialan also said with some embarrassment.

She was really annoyed and wanted to pat herself on the head. What people like to eat is their freedom. Is it so shocking to use it?
Fortunately, Bao Jingcheng didn't worry about it, he asked, "Has the script been revised?"

Mo Xialan thought of her reason for coming, and placed the refined script in front of Bao Jingcheng: "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful."

Bao Jingcheng raised the corners of his lips, and pressed his slender hand on the script. Instead of flipping through it, he raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Xialan: "Miss Mo has a son?"

Mo Xialan's heart jumped wildly because of her words, and she tried her best not to show panic.

She glanced at Bao Jingcheng, he seemed to be just asking an ordinary question.

But is it really so?
Mo Xialan couldn't be sure, she hummed and said, "Yes, didn't I already say that before?"

Bao Jingcheng observed Mo Xialan's expression: "Miss Mo, you didn't seem surprised to see me before."

Mo Xialan is now sure that Bao Jingcheng has seen Baby Mo's appearance.

The more you do this, the less you can panic!Mo Xialan smiled and said, "Am I not surprised? Mr. Bo probably forgot the first time we met, I was scared by you and said that I was a delivery man!"

Seeing Mo Xialan's serious appearance, Bao Jingcheng hummed, "Sorry, I forgot, I don't know where the father is now, but I would like to meet if it's convenient."

"I don't think it's necessary." Mo Xialan refused bluntly.

Bao Jingcheng didn't seem to expect that Mo Xialan would refuse so decisively, he was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"You've seen my son, so you should know how much you two are alike. If my husband finds out, then you won't have to suspect that we had an affair when you get home?" Mo Xialan half-jokingly said.

Bao Jingcheng's mouth also twitched, but she couldn't find a reason to refute it, because what Mo Xialan said was the truth.

He also went down the steps, and after reminding Mo Xialan not to forget the evening meal, he let Mo Xialan leave.

Bo Jingcheng was the only one left in the huge office. He tapped the script in front of him rhythmically with his fingers, and after hesitating for a while, he dialed the special assistant's inside line.

"Get Xiaomengmeng's hair and send it for DNA testing."

After he calmly ordered, he turned his chair and stared out of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The perfect profile reflected in the glass is so vague...