Young Master Mo Dotes on His Wife and Seizes His Love

"Don't be so nervous, I don't like drunken women, and it's impossible for me to have anything to do with you." Mo Anchen's expression was very firm, as if he must put aside ties with Zhao Yunxin.

After hearing this, Zhao Yunxin immediately felt relieved, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Anyway, she can't control that much now, she is ready to leave after packing up her things.

At this moment, Mo Anchen suddenly said, "Are you a psychiatrist?"

Otherwise, Zhao Yunxin stopped and turned her head, looking at Mo Anchen in surprise, "Have you investigated me?"

"Does this still need to be investigated?" Mo Anchen frowned slightly, and took out Zhao Yunxin's badge, which clearly stated that her job title was a psychologist.

Zhao Yunxin's expression darkened immediately, and she responded helplessly, "So what?"

"I want you to be my brother's psychological counselor. Of course, I will pay you the highest price in the market for each lesson." Mo Anchen looked very serious, and he didn't look like he was joking.

Zhao Yunxin didn't want to have any contact with the man in front of her at first, but she was suddenly shaken after hearing what he said.

"Do you think I'm so easy to hire? Let me tell you, my class is very expensive."

"Don't worry about this. My younger brother is studying in college now, but he skips classes all day long, and he always goes out to fool around. You only need to come to his home on Saturday and Sunday to teach him. The duration is two hours, and the content is to persuade him. Stay in school honestly, and I will pay you five hundred per class."

Mo Anchen actually wanted to find someone to take care of Mo Hanliang, and he somehow felt that Zhao Yunxin was a good fit.

Zhao Yunxin did not expect that Mo Anchen would be so generous, giving 500 yuan for two hours, and it was Saturday and Sunday, which did not take up her normal working hours at all.

How could she have any reason to refuse such a beautiful job?

"Then it's settled!" Zhao Yunxin nodded quickly, as if she was afraid that Mo Anchen would go back on his word.

In the next few days, Zhao Yunxin stayed at Lin Yutong's house all the time. What was infuriating was that Li Beiyi never called him, not even a phone call.

She went to work as usual, but she was still a little absent-minded.

On Saturday, Zhao Yunxin took a taxi to the address Mo Anchen gave her.

After getting off the car, she saw the authenticity of the Mo family's villa, which made her eyes shine.

This villa is built like a palace. It is not only luxurious, but also reveals some retro atmosphere. It has a long history at first glance.

The housekeeper took Zhao Yunxin to the second floor and left first, and told her that Mo Hanliang was inside.

The door was not closed, so Zhao Yunxin walked in.

The bedroom is clean and tidy, and it is decorated in a European style. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the unique scene in the garden.

Just as Zhao Yunxin was admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window, a pair of strong arms pulled him into his arms.

She was so frightened that she screamed and struggled desperately.

"Don't shout, it's already here, why are you pretending to be reserved?"

The one who spoke was Mo Hanliang, Mo Anchen's younger brother, who was interested in everything except studying.

Because of his status, people around him like to flatter him, and some even give him women.

I did hear that a psychiatrist came here today, but he didn't believe it, and thought it was they playing some new tricks.

Zhao Yunxin hurriedly pushed Mo Hanliang away, and looked at him seriously, "I am a psychiatrist hired by your brother, please show some respect!"

Hearing this, Mo Hanliang frowned, and asked a little puzzled, "Do you think I look like someone with problems in my heart?"

Zhao Yunxin frowned slightly, and subconsciously shook her head, "It really doesn't look like it."

"Actually, sometimes it's not easy to think about my brother, and he was forced to find a psychiatrist to take care of me." Mo Hanliang looked foolish, with a proud smile on his lips.

As a psychiatrist, Zhao Yunxin has seen all kinds of patients, but she can't cure the rich man's disease.

"It looks like you don't know that you're going to receive psychotherapy, but it's okay, I'll give you 10 minutes to think about it, and let me know when you're done."

Mo Hanliang was originally not interested in this kind of thing at all, but Zhao Yunxin's attitude caught his attention.

If it were someone else, she would definitely find a way to stay here no matter what, but she didn't. Is she playing hard to get, or is she really not tempted by money?

He thought for a while, and then sat on a chair beside him, "It's all here, why don't you just let me see your level and then make a decision, what do you think?"

Zhao Yunxin felt that what he said made sense, so she agreed.

Through the conversation between the two of them, Zhao Yunxin still felt that Mo Hanliang didn't have any psychological problems, but that he was a bit rebellious at his age.

Two hours passed before I knew it. Zhao Yunxin stood up after watching the time for a while, "If you have any ideas, call me as soon as possible, so I can know if I want to come tomorrow."

Mo Hanliang still had an air of self-importance, and waved his hand at Zhao Yunxin casually.

After Zhao Yunxin went downstairs, the housekeeper immediately greeted her with a very respectful attitude, "Miss Zhao, are you leaving now?"

"Of course, class is over." Zhao Yunxin nodded with a smile, put on her shoes and turned to leave.

When she walked out of the Mojia villa, there was a black Maybach parked at the door, and it looked familiar.

At this time, Mo Anchen's assistant came over and said softly, "Miss Zhao, President Mo ordered me to take you home."

Zhao Yunxin saw Mo Anchen sitting inside through the car window, he was resting with his eyes closed.

This place is indeed a bit far from Lin Yutong's home, and it cost a lot of money to take a taxi when she came here. Now she is ready to draw a clear line with Li Beiyi, so the province should be saved.

Zhao Yunxin opened the car door and sat in the back seat, next to Mo Anchen, but he wasn't affected at all, and didn't react at all.

It was the first time for her to observe Mo Anchen at such a close distance, and she was surprised to find that his skin was very good, with almost no pores, and it was so delicate that even a woman like her was envious.

Not only that, but his eyelashes are very long, fluttering on the lower eyelids like feathers, and under the high bridge of the nose are two thin lips with obvious peaks, as if carefully carved.

At this moment, Mo Anchen's cold voice came, "When do you plan to see it?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yunxin's cheeks flushed with blush, and she turned her head to the side.

Mo Anchen slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Zhao Yunxin seriously, "My brother..."

"I was about to tell you about this too..."

When Zhao Yunxin turned around, the two happened to meet each other's eyes, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

She quickly changed the subject, and said slightly, "Actually, your brother doesn't have any mental illness at all, I think you should be very clear about it."

Hearing this, Mo Anchen's pupils shrank, and his face immediately darkened, "It seems that your level is still not enough, I misjudged the person."

Zhao Yunxin was a little puzzled, and for a moment didn't know what Mo Anchen meant by this.

At this moment, the brakes were slammed, and Zhao Yunxin leaned forward rapidly.

Mo Anchen frowned, and asked sullenly, "What happened?"