It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Lin Yang muttered, "Ah, I'm so sleepy, please stop making trouble."

"You think I'm joking?" Mo Ningxuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, you really booked the flight ticket so early." Lin Yang was sober now.

Because the bastard Mo Ningxuan spoke seriously, but stretched out his hand, touching here and pinching there irregularly.

His palm was slightly cold, Lin Yang felt goosebumps all over his body, and firmly held Mo Ningxuan's walking hand.

Mo Ningxuan smiled, knowing that his strategy was true and useful, he patted Lin Yang with a smile, "Okay, get up soon, I'm still waiting for you."

With that said, he drew back and stood up.

Lin Yang thought of something while wearing his clothes, "We've been out for so long, what about the 100 million?"

"Don't worry, I'll ask my aunt to come every three days and be responsible for adding water and food to it. If there is an automatic feeder, it won't be wronged." Mo Ningxuan waved his hand.

Lin Yang felt a little dazed when she sat in the Fei's house that left City S. She really didn't expect Mo Ningxuan to be ready so soon.

Looking out of the window at the land that has become the size of a model, Lin Yang felt a little hopeful again.

This is probably the time when she actually traveled in the past three months. Most of the time, work is the main topic, and travel is incidental.

Just as he was thinking, he turned around and found that Mo Ningxuan was writing something on his laptop.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yang was a little curious.

While Mo Ningxuan was typing, his long and slender index finger flew over the keyboard, which looked pleasing to the eye.

"Work." Mo Ningxuan answered it as a matter of course.

Now it was Lin Yang's turn to be a little surprised, "Do you really have work to do?"

"Of course, otherwise, how can it be said that it is a business trip, but there is not a lot of work." Mo Ningxuan looked up at Lin Yang with a smile.

"Why do you think I'm an ignorant young master?"

What he said was completely unreasonable, Lin Yang once felt that Mo Ningxuan actually loved his work more than himself, if this could be called not learning countless things.

Lin Yang who left his company affairs behind and accompanied Mo Ningxuan on a business trip is simply "unforgivable".

"...I just thought it was just an excuse for you." Lin Yang said awkwardly.

Mo Ningxuan waved his hand and lifted his glasses up, "You're underestimating me, I never aim at nothing."

While speaking, he looked at Lin Yang with sharp eyes from behind the lens, which concealed Mo Ningxuan's three-point vigor and added a scholarly temperament.

Lin Yang didn't look at him again, put on the blindfold, and then he arrived after squinting for a while.

It's the first time for Lin Yang to visit this city. Compared with City S, it is located in the south of the motherland, and the four seasons are like spring.

But the modern metropolis seems to be cast from the same mold, at least Lin Yang didn't see any difference for the time being.

Mo Ningxuan said he was on a business trip, but he really was on a business trip. After getting off the plane, the other party called and said that he wanted to meet tomorrow.

"Will you come with me tomorrow?" Mo Ningxuan looked at Lin Yang after hanging up the phone.

"I'm going?" Lin Yang was taken aback for a moment, "What identity do you use?"

Mo Ningxuan didn't even think about it, and said solemnly: "Secretary, Secretary Lin."

With such an unthinking appearance, Lin Yang wondered if Mo Ningxuan had already thought about it.

Looking suspiciously at Mo Ningxuan, "Why do I think you have other plans?"

Mo Ningxuan raised his hands, and suddenly smiled, "I'm wronged."

So Lin Yang agreed to Mo Ningxuan's proposal, and the two went to the hotel where they met together.

When Lin Yang was walking, he deliberately lagged behind Mo Ningxuan by half a step, but Mo Ningxuan didn't want to get used to it, so he stopped and asked her, "Aren't you used to it?"

"Boss, the secretary should go here." Lin Yang answered seriously, even looking very professional.

Mo Ningxuan looked at it both funny and helpless, and finally shook his head, "Forget it, if you want to go like this, just go like this."

Then, he strode forward. Lin Yang wore a pair of high heels, and it was a bit strenuous to walk, not to mention that he could walk faster than someone with long legs like Mo Ningxuan.

He cursed secretly in his heart, but he could only keep up with his steps.

After finally arriving at the door of the designated box, Lin Yang was almost out of breath.

As soon as the door was opened, a woman was already kneeling and waiting, her head bowed, as if she was making tea.

Lin Yang doesn't know much about the tea ceremony, but her movements are quite professional, and to a layman like Lin Yang, it can be seen that she is of a high level.

The furnishings in the house are also antique, but it looks quite fresh and pleasant.

Mo Ningxuan stepped into the room first, and also knelt down, Lin Yang had no choice but to follow in, and knelt down beside Mo Ningxuan.

While sitting down, he secretly prayed, this will end sooner today, if one of them is not good, if it takes an hour or two, Lin Yang probably loses his leg.

But it is watching the nose and the nose and the heart, planning to be a background.

Until I heard Mo Ningxuan introducing, "This is my secretary, Xiao Lin."

Lin Yang hadn't had time to complain about the name "Xiao Lin", but the woman opposite had already greeted her with a smile, "Hi Secretary Lin, I'm Zhuang Jing."

He had no choice but to respond with a smile and nod, and took the cup of tea handed over by the other party with both hands.

"Thank you."

Lin Yang took a sip, she didn't know much about tea, in fact Lin Yang didn't appreciate all kinds of sugar-free drinks.

But after just one sip, Lin Yang knew that this tea was indeed good tea, the soup was clear, and the mouthfeel had a lingering fragrance.

She didn't come here with a work mentality, and didn't care to listen to the conversation between Mo Ningxuan and Zhuang Jing.

After chatting for a while, the two laughed.

"Then this cooperation is all settled, and I would like to thank Ms. Zhuang for her appreciation." Mo Ningxuan said with a smile.

Lin Yang was just counting the carvings on the corner of the table in boredom, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he immediately lifted his spirits, thinking that today's conversation was finally coming to an end.

Just about to lament today's quick battle, but suddenly heard Zhuang Jing change the subject.

"Mr. Mo, the work talk just now is over, so can I chat with you about personal matters?"

While speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Yang.

That meaning is really obvious, I want to talk to Mo Ningxuan alone.

Based on his deep understanding of his current secretary status, Lin Yang glanced at Mo Ningxuan, and was about to get up.

"Then President Mo, I'll-"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Ningxuan grabbed his hand, "It's okay, you sit down."

As he spoke, he pulled Lin Yang to sit down.

Lin Yang himself really didn't think much about it. Originally, Zhuang Jing suggested that she go out, but Lin Yang was actually a little secretly happy.

After kneeling for so long, Lin Yang felt that his knee was going to fail.

I just thought I was going to get out of the sea of ​​misery, but was dragged back again. I was really helpless and had a headache.

He sneaked a glance at Mo Ningxuan who hadn't retracted his hand yet.

The man smiled back at Lin Yang indifferently, and Lin Yang's teeth itch with hatred.

This expression fell into Zhuang Jing's eyes, which naturally made something wrong.

"President Mo, what is this?"