The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Mr. Mo?" Mo Junzhe chewed on the title, narrowing his black eyes slightly.

He stared at the smiling face with exquisite makeup, and there was a hint of ambiguity in his emotions.

The little wife seldom puts on makeup on weekdays, and she is always in a hurry when she leaves for school in the morning.

Now that she has dressed up, her appearance is usually more mature. In addition, she is wearing this black hakama, which suddenly gives her a more capable and dignified atmosphere.

Bai Xiran looked at the handsome face close at hand, and suddenly some strange thoughts arose in his heart, so he bit his lips tightly, "Since you're here, I think they won't lock me up anymore. The birthday party outside is fine." I mean, I'm going back first."

She didn't want to stay here anymore, the atmosphere was really stuffy and uncomfortable.

But Mo Junzhe directly grabbed her wrist, and forced her into his arms, "I'm here, I have to celebrate my birthday before leaving."

……

Mo Junzhe forcibly brought her to the front hall.

The two came out together, and sat down in the chairman again, and many eyes came together for a while.

Many people present came here because of the title "Mr. Mo's father-in-law". Now that they finally saw Mo Junzhe appearing, they wished they could move chairs over and change tables.

And the happiest one is naturally Bai Qintian.

He wasn't even the slightest bit unhappy at this moment, and there was a smile on his whole face, "Son-in-law, Ranran said you were busy, so she might not be able to catch up, and she was a little disappointed. I think it's just in time..."

On the other side, Wang Qiurong's expression was not good. She was reprimanded by Bai Qintian just now, and she was upset, "It's just what, the food is ready to arrive, so late."

"Shut up! The son-in-law is a distinguished guest, can he be the same as others?" Bai Qintian glared at her, and looked at Mo Junzhe tentatively.

Fortunately, the latter always had an expressionless expression on his face, so he only picked up some light and refreshing food from the plate and sent it to Bai Xi's dyeing bowl.

As for Bai Qintian, he didn't answer.

There was a moment of silence on the table.

Everyone looked at him, but Mo Junzhe himself didn't care at all, he just silently picked up vegetables for his little wife.

Seeing her pick out the carrots, her thick eyebrows frowned, "Ma'am, don't be picky eaters."

Bai Xiran bit her lips tightly, not wanting to talk to him.

But the man got closer, his light breath fell on her ear, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Be good, don't let me feed you, huh?"

"you……"

leave me alone!

Bai Xiran wanted to push people away, but he couldn't save face in front of many people, so he could only let him mess around.

And Bai Qintian, who was sitting across from him, looked at them, and finally couldn't help but complain, "Speaking of picky eaters, I thought of food as the first thing for the people. When it comes to food, I think I thought about basic necessities, food, housing and transportation... And speaking of clothes and fashion design, I heard that the Mo Group has a new brand to jointly promote, and it just so happens that our Bai Group has dabbled in this area..."

Others at the table looked at each other.

Bai Xiran stared at Bai Qintian with rounded eyes, but he took it for granted, and didn't feel that he was already making a fool of himself by breaking the subject!
She looked at Mo Junzhe, and almost grabbed him by the neck and told him not to talk to him!

Even Bai Yinger wanted to tug on Bai Qintian's sleeve, but this purpose was too obvious.

But Dudu Mo Junzhe had a smile on his face, and silently picked up the carrot that Bai Xiran put in his bowl with his long fingers, without raising his eyes, he just wiped his hands and opened his mouth casually.

"Father-in-law...does he want to cooperate with the Mo family?"