Master Mo's Flash Marriage Little Sweet Wife

Tang Court Restaurant.

The waiter came over to Fu Junshen and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu, is there anything else you want to order?"

It was already ten o'clock, and it was time for the restaurant to close.

Fu Junshen sat there stiffly for a long time before asking, "What time is it?"

"Mr. Fu, it's already ten o'clock." He reminded Fu Junshen that he could leave.

Fu Jun took a deep look at the door.

The entire restaurant was deserted, and the door was even more silent.

Fu Jun took a deep breath, wanted to leave but didn't want to give up, turned to the waiter and said, "Wait a little longer."

The waiter looked troubled.

"Add more money." After Fu Junshen finished speaking, he continued to look at the dishes on the table.

The waiter did not dare to disobey and went to inform the manager.

The manager looked at Fu Junshen's back and said, "Wait, we can't afford to offend you, so we should clean up other things first."

An hour passed quickly.

Fu Junshen looked at the door, but there was still no one there. He was motionless, as if he had been frozen.

The people in the restaurant dare not step forward to disturb.

"Mr. Fu, our restaurant is really going to close." At twelve o'clock sharp, the waiter came over tremblingly to remind them that they were really going to get off work.

They don't know who Mr. Fu is waiting for, but that person probably won't come.

Fu Jun lowered his eyes deeply and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He thought he could wait for her if he persisted, but he only waited until his heart was full of desolation...

Fu Junshen stood up, suddenly felt as if thousands of steel needles had been pierced into his heart, the pain made his whole body tremble.

From now on, he will not look for Tang Zhixian again.

he.

I won't make a fool of myself again.

*

The next day, Tang Zhixian set off for Zhushi.

When Tang Zhiluo called her, her voice was hoarse.

Tang Zhiluo asked, "Sister, do you have a cold? Why does your voice sound so hoarse?"

"It's okay, I just caught a cold last night. Be optimistic about the company. I can go to Zhushi this afternoon. I'll go to the factory to inspect the goods." Tang Zhixian replied, hung up the phone and entered the high-speed rail station.

Men only affect how quickly she makes money.

From now on, she has no love in her eyes, only career!

After her sister left, Tang Zhiluo was training new employees, feeling a little bored.

In the afternoon, Tang Zhiluo received another call from Mu Jiu, "Young Madam, Mr. Mo will take you to a wedding dress company to customize a wedding dress tonight. Please save time for the evening."

"Have you made an appointment with that designer?" Tang Zhiluo asked with a smile.

"Yes, Boss Mo has arrested him."

Tang Zhiluo wanted to laugh when he heard that, "Okay, I'll go there tonight."

evening.

Tang Zhiluo left with the company's employees.

On the first floor, Mo Xun's car was parked outside, and Mu Jiu was waiting under the car.

"Goodbye." Tang Zhiluo waved goodbye to the two female employees and got into a Maserati.

Ning Xiaotang widened his eyes and said to Xia Jin, "Jinjin, that car looks so expensive."

Xia Jin said, "Of course, that's a car worth more than 1000 million yuan."

Ning Xiaotang was surprised, "Really? That car is so expensive? Our boss is so rich?"

Both Tang Zhixian and Tang Zhiluo are their bosses.

"Sister Luo's husband is very rich." Xia Jin looked at Tang Zhiluo's leaving back with a thoughtful expression.

Tang Zhiluo got into the car and took Mo Xun's hand, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Just arrived." Mo Xun glanced at her, and brushed back her long hair that was hanging in front of her.

She leaned on his shoulder and asked, "How is Pei Shuya doing now?"

She later said that she would not pursue it, and Tang Zhiluo never asked again.

Mo Xun said, "It's fine, I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"On this matter, Shengsheng asked me, don't you need to buy a fruit basket to see her?" Gu Shengsheng told her on WeChat yesterday that she was a little sorry.

"No need." Mo Xun shook his head, his voice flat.

The car soon arrived at the wedding dress company.

There was a secretary downstairs to receive them, but it turned out to be Tang Xiaoxiao.

Tang Xiaoxiao opened the car door and saw Tang Zhiluo and Mo Xun in the car with a dazed expression.

So Tang Zhiluo knew that her husband was the president of Motian Group?

But she deliberately didn't tell the Tang family.

Tang Xiaoxiao wondered why Tang Zhiluo didn't tell his family.

Could it be that he was afraid that Papa Tang would know?

After all, he is an open-minded person. If Papa Tang found out, Papa Tang would definitely ask her to go back to her hometown to buy them a house, right?

Seeing Tang Xiaoxiao, Tang Zhiluo's expression froze.

Mo Xun held her hand, as if he could see the worries in her heart, and whispered: "It's okay, she already knows my identity."

"She knows?" Tang Zhiluo was puzzled, "When did she know?"

"That time when she came to the Bank of Xinghe, she was stopped by security guards. The next day she came to Motian Group, and then she saw me."

Tang Zhiluo took a breath, "Will she talk nonsense then?"

Mo Xun smiled, "No, I warned him."

Several people walked into the elevator.

Tang Xiaoxiao stood behind them.

Seeing Tang Zhiluo leaning against Mo Xun's arms and talking, her heart was bubbling with soreness.

"Hello." As soon as the elevator door opened, they saw a tall and handsome Mr. William waiting for them at the elevator entrance. He was blond and blue-eyed, looking very noble.

Mo Xun glanced at him, and said gently: "William, long time no see, I'm so sorry for treating you so last time."

The two knew each other, college classmates.

William is very famous in the design world, but after Mo Xun invited him over last time, he let him go, I am really sorry.

"You have that temperament, I'm used to it." William smiled lazily.

Hearing the two talking, Tang Zhiluo glanced at Mo Xun, "You two know each other?"

"We are college classmates." William answered this sentence. He had the kindness and enthusiasm unique to foreigners. Looking at Tang Zhiluo, he couldn't help asking.

"It's so strange, how can you stand the character of Mo Xun, he is..." William couldn't remember the word, and paused before saying, "Thousand-year ice."

Tang Zhiluo grinned, "It's okay, he's quite gentle."

"Gentleness?" William raised his eyebrows, his eyes were dark green, "Why do I feel that you are not talking about the same person I know?"

Tang Zhiluo couldn't help but laugh, this designer is still very humorous.

"He's really serious when he's not talking." Tang Zhiluo glanced at Mo Xun's face and said.

William smiled, "Is it just a little serious? It should be what you Chinese say about looking like a concubine."

Tang Zhiluo was surprised, "You even understand this word?"

Such as mourning test concubine: like dead parents.

William said: "Of course, I also know that wearing sackcloth and filial piety refers to his expressionless face."

Tang Zhiluo couldn't help laughing, "Mr. William, you are really humorous."

The two chatted happily, completely oblivious to the fact that Mo Xun beside him had already turned dark.

"Tang Zhiluo, come here." Mo Xun called her over.

Tang Zhiluo walked over, and Mo Xun grabbed her waist and said in a low voice, "Don't get too close to him, he's a well-known playboy."

"It should be said that I am a philanderer!" William is very obsessed with four-character idioms.

Mo Xun chuckled, "In China, you are called a little rascal."

"How did I hear that I was romantic and suave? Everyone praised me so much when I attended the banquet."

"They're just embarrassed." Mo Xun imitated William's abc accent.

Tang Zhiluo had never seen him so naughty before, and couldn't help laughing.