The flash marriage wife is sweet and wild

"Cough!" Luo Li's eyes dodged, "I'm going to wash my face."

Lisa stared at her fleeing figure, and murmured, "Boss Mo is amazing!"

Mo Jinbei who just approached: "..."

After Luo Li washed her face, she dawdled for a while, making preparations in her heart, and then she came out.

However, instead of seeing Lisa, he saw Mo Jinbei where she was standing before.

Looking at each other, Luo Li subconsciously turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, the long-legged Mo Jinbei caught up and grabbed his wrist.

"let's talk."

What to talk about?
He regretted kissing her impulsively?

Various thoughts flashed through Luo Li's mind, and his whole body became more and more tense.

She wants to escape.

"I'm a little tired today, let's try another day!"

Mo Jinbei looked down at her for a while, then backed down, "Okay."

After a moment of hesitation, he let go of his hand.

Luo Li got into the car of the program team.

Lisa was stunned when she saw her, "You're not with President Mo?"

"...No." She pulled out her mask and put it on, her voice muffled, "I'll sleep for a while, call me somewhere."

"it is good."

When Luo Li closed her eyes, Lisa and Zhang Li looked at each other and shook their heads.

Nie Huailin booked a hotel in the city early, and after the group arrived, it didn't take long for the dishes to be served one by one.

Several designers and judges are arranged at a table.

As soon as he was seated, someone among the judges looked at Luo Li.

"Luo Design, I heard that you and Angeli have a good relationship."

The speaker Luo Li was a little impressed, because he gave the lowest score when scoring.

"Ms. Angeli is my mentor, she has helped me a lot, and I respect her very much."

As for whether the relationship is good or not, there is no need to tell outsiders.

"Then is your relationship good or not? I heard that after you withdrew from the Xingya Cup, she reached a cooperation with you personally. If you do well in the later stage, will you leave Mo's and open another studio?"

Luo Li didn't know if it was her illusion, she always felt that the other party's words had a hint of malice.

Her expression faded, "At present, I haven't considered leaving Mo's to do it alone. I will send you an invitation on the day I really open the studio."

"Oh, then I'll be waiting for your invitation." The other party smiled, "I just don't know if Luo Design left Mo's because of work or other reasons."

Luo Li looked over coldly.

"My wife, Mo Jinbei, can do whatever she wants. When is it your turn to discuss?"

The noisy banquet hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the owner of the voice.

The person who came was wearing a black windbreaker, followed him around, the hem of the clothes fluttered, and stopped in front of the man who had just spoken.

The man in his 40s turned pale with fright, and sat stiffly on the chair.

"You were able to speak just now, but now you're dumb?"
"Mo...Mr. Mo, I was just joking with Madam Zun."

"A joke?" Mo Jinbei's cold tone slightly raised, and he brought it up with the hearts of others.

"You like joking so much, why don't you switch from design to comedian?"

"President Mo?" The man was sweating profusely, stumbled, "You...don't be joking, I'm not suitable to be a comedian."

Designers have their own arrogance. Men are well-known in this industry, so they are not willing to put down their iron jobs to do other things.

Mo Jinbei put his hand on his shoulder, his eyes were extremely cold, "Think carefully, should I become a comedian or change careers, or should I make the decision for you?"

The man finally realized that he was serious, and almost fainted on the spot.

"Ten seconds, think about it carefully." He patted the man on the shoulder, and walked around to Luo Li's side as if taking a walk.

The other judge who was sitting next to her quickly got up and wiped the chair with his clothes, "Mr. Mo, sit down."

Mo Jinbei leaned lazily on the chair, raised his eyebrows, "Everyone is free, this is mine."

The people at the next table were alright, Luo Li and the others at this table laughed uglier than crying, and they didn't even move their chopsticks, and they were afraid of getting involved if they didn't move.

Luo Li glanced at Mo Jinbei, suppressed the strangeness, and secretly reminded herself that he was not for her, but to show his affection in front of outsiders.

After hesitating for two seconds, she picked up the chopsticks and put the food on the plate in front of her, then pushed it to him.

"My cutlery didn't move."

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, glanced at the dinner plate, picked up a piece of chopsticks with chopsticks and handed it over.

Luo Li could feel the eyes looking around, and opened her mouth bravely.

The pork ribs are delicious and soft, and the entrance is polarized.

She couldn't help squinting her eyes, and couldn't help showing that kind of smile on her face when she tasted delicious food.

The food stimulated her taste buds, temporarily making her forget the embarrassment she had experienced more than an hour ago, she bent her eyes and nodded, "It's delicious, try it."

There was tenderness in Mo Jinbei's slightly cold eyes, the corners of his lips curled up extremely shallowly, and he ate a piece of pork ribs.

"Really good."

People around: "...Have you two considered our feelings?"

The two of them got along so naturally that someone couldn't help whispering, "I can't see that President Mo is quite fond of his wife. I thought they were really a contract couple!"

"Can contracted couples be so real? And... I also saw them kiss deeply. It was so exciting that Luo Design was kissed and cried."

"Ah! I saw it too. Luo Design's eyes were indeed red when he got into the car." The people who were close came closer with gossip.

Soon the news about that table spread, one table after another, and in the blink of an eye many people knew that Mo Jinbei had kissed Luo Li and cried.

The two parties were eating with gusto, and the people at the table couldn't help but start to move their chopsticks.

The man who was greeted by Mo Jinbei looked around and picked up the chopsticks hesitantly.

"Ten seconds is up, have you figured it out?"

The man shivered, and the braised pork that he had just picked up rolled down the table with a gurgle.

He clenched his fists hard, and stood up abruptly, "President Mo is going too far, I don't want to eat this meal!"

Mo Jinbei ate his food slowly, but kept pressing on.

"I don't care if you eat or not. I just want the answer. What are you doing if you want to get better?"

"You!" The man raised his finger and pointed at him angrily, "It's too much of a bully, your father and I are friends after all, so you treat your elders like this!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Seeing this, Nie Huailin, who had watched the play for a long time, was forced to come out and called two people to come and help.

"President Mo, it's a great day for the celebration banquet, so don't make such troubles. Let's eat!"

Mo Jinbei didn't speak, and just when everyone thought he let the man go, they heard him casually saying, "He Tao, get along, when you wake up, ask him what he wants to change careers? If you can't figure it out, just let him Be a comedian."

He Tao, who was standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, nodded, and left with the two staff members supporting the man.

The banquet hall fell into an eerie silence.

Luo Li tugged at the hem of his clothes under the table, and leaned over, "Shall we go out and talk?"

In the corridor, Luo Li rubbed her fingers and looked at the person standing against the wall.

"Then... I can pretend that it didn't happen. You don't need to have psychological pressure, and you don't have to worry that I will entangle you because of it. I just talk about things and know my identity. As long as later..."

The clear breath approached quickly, and Luo Li became hoarse for a moment.

"After what?"