The flash marriage wife is sweet and wild

Although the Xingya Cup has been held for several years, it is deeply loved by designers, and it is also a platform for new designers to show their hearts.

But there are many interests involved behind this, besides Luo Li's current popularity on the Internet, they are not easy to offend Mo Jinbei and the Mo Group behind him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't come here in person today.

"My wife has a clear conscience. As for your apology...it doesn't seem to be a big deal." Mo Jinbei said disdainfully, his arms fell around Luo Li's waist, and he poked her waist with his fingers.

Luo Li subconsciously straightened her back, put one hand on his lap, looked sideways at him and said warmly: "Forget it Jin Bei, Miss Zhu is very sincere, and I don't want to give up halfway, let me try Once?"

Seeing her saying this, Zhu Yi was obviously relieved: "Miss Luo, don't worry, there will be absolutely no problems this time. Our competition system has been re-improved to ensure absolute safety and fairness."

Luo Li stared at Mo Jinbei and blinked: "Is that okay? Please..."

She put her hand on his leg and shook it coquettishly.

Mo Jinbei turned his head slightly: "Since my wife agrees, I will naturally not object. I hope this Xingya Cup will not disappoint me, otherwise I will really doubt your professionalism."

Zhu Yi and another manager were sent away by Wang Ma after repeated promises.

Luo Li also heaved a sigh of relief, her back slumped slightly, and she looked at the man beside her: "Thank you."

Mo Jinbei looked at her sideways, with a hint of displeasure in his deep eyes.

Luo Li reacted and covered her lips: "Cough, I'm sorry, I won't say it next time."

Mo Jinbei hummed lightly: "Don't say the three words 'I'm sorry', unless..."

He leaned slightly towards her, "You're really sorry for me."

It was originally a sofa for one person, but when he sat on it, it was already crowded together, so there is no gap at all when they get close.

Luo Li leaned against the armrest of the sofa, staring at the man's deep eyes, her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Cough." She looked away hastily, "I'll go see if Mama Wang is ready to cook."

After getting up and fleeing, Luo Li hid in the kitchen with her cheeks burning hot.

what happened?

Why is my heart beating so fast?
Don't be silly, people have loved ones.

You are at best a deal!Do you understand the transaction?

After calming down, Luo Li went to help Wang Ma prepare dinner.

Thinking of what happened during the day, Wang Ma inevitably felt a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry ma'am, Huanhuan is young and ignorant, so don't be angry with her."

Luo Li bent her lips: "I don't care about Wang Ma."

"Oh, that's good." Wang Ma was relieved, sighed and said, "The main reason is that Huanhuan and Miss Gu have a good relationship, that's why..."

Realizing that she had said something wrong, Wang Ma quickly explained: "Don't worry about your wife, I didn't mean that... Actually, I can see that you and the young master have a very good relationship! The young master loves you very much..."

Luo Li looked at Wang Ma's flustered look and smiled: "It's okay, Wang Ma, you don't have to be so nervous, I don't care."

It has nothing to do with her.

It's not like she's really dating Mo Jinbei. What about his ex or his status in this family has nothing to do with her.

She only lived for a year before leaving.

Maybe not for a year.

Before announcing the divorce, there must be some news of emotional discord, so that the public can better accept it, and it will not bring any damage to Mo Jinbei's reputation.

Seeing the gentle and obedient girl beside her, Wang Ma was very relieved.

To be honest, she thinks that Luo Li is much better than that Miss Gu, if the young master can really calm down and live with Miss Luo, then she can rest assured.

When upset, Luo Li likes to cook some delicious food, and will cook by herself to relax.

For dinner, I helped Wang Ma prepare a soup and a home-cooked dish. I don't know if Mo Jinbei likes this taste, so I only made a little.

After putting it on the table and setting it up, Wang Ma went to call Mo Jinbei, but after a while, she came down alone.

"Is he not eating dinner?" Luo Li asked.

Wang Ma nodded: "Young master seems to have a stomach problem, I don't have much appetite."

"He has a stomach problem?" Luo Li didn't notice it.

"Yeah, it's all due to long-term work. I don't have a good appetite, and I can't work because of severe stomach pain." Wang Ma said as she shook her head and went into the kitchen.

Thinking about it carefully, there are traces to follow in his daily life. He really doesn't eat too much for dinner, and he eats more porridge for dinner.

However, he is in charge of such a large group at a young age, so it is normal for him to be too busy to eat and have stomach problems.

Even a genius cannot control everything 100%.

Behind the glamor lies the unimaginable hardship and persistence.

Luo Li admired this man even more.

She ate dinner by herself. When she went upstairs, she saw the light coming from the gap under the study door. She was slightly taken aback. After thinking about it, she turned and went downstairs, and went into the kitchen to start cooking porridge.

Wang Ma and the others had rested, so she didn't bother.

She remembered that when her younger brother had a stomachache, she would help him cook some yam porridge, which would make him feel better after drinking it.

After cooking it for half an hour, it became very sticky. Luo Li put it in a bowl and put it on a tray. Afraid that he wouldn't like the taste, he took some honey and he could add it himself.

She went upstairs with the dinner plate, and ran into Huanhuan who had finished cleaning.

Huanhuan glanced at the plate in her hand, and asked unhappily, "Is this for the young master?"

Luo Li nodded.

Huanhuan curled her lips: "It's better to leave this kind of thing to us, so as not to dirty your hands. Our young master doesn't need a wife who does laundry and cooks."

After finishing speaking, she brushed past her and went downstairs.

Luo Li frowned slightly, she stopped just to say this?
Shaking her head helplessly, Luo Li knocked on the door of the study with the porridge in her hand, got the answer and pushed the door open, walking straight to the small table by the window.

"Mother Wang said that your stomach is uncomfortable, so I made some porridge for you, you can talk about it while it's hot."

She put down the tray before she stood up and looked inside.

Sitting there, Mo Jinbei's expression was obviously a little pale. He watched her pause for a few seconds before getting up and walking over. He sat down on the chair and said to her, "Thank you."

Luo Li bent her lips: "Don't say thank you to me, you've helped me so much, it's nothing if I make some porridge."

He picked up the handle of the spoon, glanced at her and said in a low voice: "I said, helping you is also helping myself, you don't need to have any burden."

Luo Li nodded: "Then eat it while it's hot."

He scooped up a spoonful of white porridge, lowered his head and fed it into his mouth, and a strong stench spread instantly.

Seeing him frowning, Luo Li was a little nervous: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Impossible, she has tasted it.

Mo Jinbei put down the spoon, took out a tissue and spit it in, looked at her nervously: "Have you never tasted it?"