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

There was complete silence.

The little guy finished speaking, but he was obviously upset because of this episode, so he took Bai Xiran's hand and walked out.

"Ranran, let's go home."

"it is good."

Behind them, several embroiderers stood stiffly in place, looking up at the direction in which the two left.

There is too much information in Xiaobao's words.

"Both Mr. Mo and Mr. Mo like the woman, so she is..."

"Madam, right? Madam Mo."

Someone came to the conclusion softly, that Boss Mo and the others have all met before. He has always been cold and repulsive, and this little Boss Mo is even more so. They all feel that if his skills are not needed, otherwise Boss Mo might Will not look at them more.

But Xiao Xiu'er couldn't believe it at all, "Impossible! He is obviously a widower, and he obviously hasn't remarried..."

The news on the Internet is like this, there is no information about that woman.

"Little Xiu'er, stop dreaming. Even if you didn't remarry before, it's almost time now. Who are we, and who is that President Mo? They have never remembered your name."

"No, he took my embroidery pattern, and he also talked to me..."

"Although I don't want to hurt you, what President Mo said at the time was for all of us..."

"And he should have checked all our embroidery samples."

A few people persuade me with every word you say.

Then there was finally something she couldn't see past, "Let her dream, the news spread in the factory next door just now, Mr. Mo called that the one just now is his mother! In addition, according to the people around Mr. Mo, the reason why Mr. Mo wanted to set up this factory , it is specially prepared for Mrs. Mo!"

Xiao Xiu'er completely lost hope and fell to the ground.

……

On the way back, there was a message from the man on the phone.

"Madam, I don't know any embroiderers."

Perhaps Ajin and Ayin had already reported it quickly, but the man on the other end of the phone seemed a little nervous and sent several messages in succession.

"When hiring people, I was afraid that the people below me would be inexperienced, so I saw it myself."

"I don't know who said it, let alone have any impression."

Bai Xiran looked at a series of messages, and could feel the man's urgency through the screen.

She smiled for a moment, and replied with a few neat words, "I know."

Then he asked Ah Jin to stop the car.

"lady?"

"Buy something."

……

It was night, and the ink house was brightly lit.

The little guy was very tired after a busy day, and didn't want to make any more noise, so he sat on the sofa and watched TV obediently.

It was just dark when there was the sound of a car driving in outside.

The Maybach stopped steadily in the courtyard, and the man walked quickly into the entrance.

There is plenty of warmth in the house.

Bai Xiran just came out of the kitchen, she was still wearing a pink apron, her hair was pulled back casually, and she just raised her head.

"You're back." She smiled brightly, she was a gentle wife waiting for her husband to return.

Mo Junzhe was stunned for a moment, "Ma'am."

"Huh? You came back early today, and the dishes haven't been cooked yet." Bai Xi ran forward and helped him take off the cold coat.

The man was exposed to the air-conditioning outside, and his face was a little icy.

Bai Xiran accidentally touched it, so she covered her palm and gently stroked his cheek, "They said you went outside today, and it's cold all the way back, right? I'll cover you."

The small face approaching was exceptionally fair, with only a little blush on the cheeks.

Her hair was a little messy, and a strand fell between her forehead.

Mo Junzhe didn't move for a while...