After getting an affirmative answer, Bai Xiran almost cried out in celebration.

Fortunately, she noticed Mo Junzhe's unsightly expression, so she endured it, shrank her head back a little timidly, and hid under the quilt.

The room was quiet, and it was actually still early, so Mo Junzhe took his notebook and sat on one side to deal with the mail.

She looked at that beautiful side face, handsome and clean, under the dim light, the lines were less sharp than usual, and more gentle.

After thinking for a long time, Bai Xiran still couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and moved his limp body towards him.

Just a tiny movement.

But Mo Junzhe's hand holding the mouse suddenly stopped.

He lowered his eyes, looked at his little wife who had closed her eyes and fell asleep, and saw the thick fan-like eyelashes covering her eyes, her facial features were exquisite and small, and she looked like a child...

But, it's indeed the child's temper, and it's okay to coax him when he loses his temper.

While his little wife was sound asleep, he got up and called Qian Chenglin.

……

For several days, Bai Xiran finally realized what it means to be sick when it comes like a mountain, and when it goes away like a thread.

The high fever didn't subside until the next day, and he was groggy and fuzzy for two days, and his whole body had no strength. Only then did he realize that he was able to not love Uncle Mo before, probably because of anger.

It is now the fifth day since she was ill, the virus has been completely cleared from her body, and she is refreshed, as if she can jump three feet high.

Sitting in the car, Bai Xiran couldn't help humming a couple of out-of-tune songs, which caught the driver's attention, "Madam is in a really good mood."

"It's time to go to work. Uncle Zhao, this is my first day at work, I must cheer up, and I can't be the same as before."

Last time, he was given a disqualification, and he was tortured for a while by that bastard, Uncle Mo.

Fortunately, now that she has recovered from her illness, she is sure that even if it is still the previous devil's special training, she will definitely be able to survive!
Uncle Zhao always smiled kindly, "Yes, as long as the wife is happy, it's good to be in harmony with the husband."

Bai Xiran's face was a little red, and when the car stopped, she silently opened the door and got out.

In fact, Mo Junzhe has treated her really well these past few days, taking care of her meticulously for several days, and...he didn't make any excessive demands.

She was thinking wildly. She believed Lu Tong's words before, and in a fit of anger, she really poked holes in the things in the cabinet. When she came home from get off work tonight, she had to remember to throw them away.

Thoughts suddenly drifted away.

It wasn't until the "Zhuqian" logo appeared in front of him that Bai Xiran patted his face to pull back his wandering thoughts, encouraged himself and walked in.

"Hi, I'm Bai Xiran."

The front desk recognized her at a glance this time, and did not obstruct her, so he just picked up the internal phone and dialed, "She has arrived, and the wiping tape is complete...Okay."

Bai Xiran stood there silently waiting for her to respond, this time she had no intention of saying another word.

The front desk hung up the phone on purpose and didn't speak, wanting her to wait, but never expected Bai Xiran to be so patient. After 2 minutes, she had no choice, so she said, "The manager asked you to go directly to her office .”

Bai Xiran nodded with a bright smile, "Okay."

With the lesson from last time, do you still want her to be deflated? It's impossible.

He smiled and greeted people he knew all the way, and went directly to the office.

Raising her hand to knock on the door, she heard "Come in" from inside, and then pushed the door open, "Then I'm coming in."

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