After rebirth, he was favored by the CEO

The faces of Mo Zhaocheng's family cannot be described as ugly.

Fuck!

Did you forget to read the almanac when you went out today?

How could Mu Yiyi?

But Wen Ruxia and Mo Jingyu have already said it, so they can't be wrong...

"Impossible, grandma, are you kidding us? How can Miss Mu be the great god of Yaochi?"

"Why is it impossible? I only allow you to learn Chinese painting and come back as the runner-up in the country, but you can't let Yiyi paint Chinese painting and paint a fairyland?"

Mo Bingqiong was about to retort when Qiao Yanyan held her hand and stopped her from speaking.

"Mom, that's not what Bingqiong meant. She just didn't expect it to be true."

A few people sat down awkwardly, but they still didn't expect how this could happen...

"Second uncle, second aunt, can I make a suggestion?"

"You said you said..."

"Second uncle, I heard what you said just now. It seems that both uncle and Bingqiong like Tong Xixi. Why don't you let Tong Xixi marry you, second uncle?"

When Qiao Yanyan heard this, she immediately slapped the table and stood up: "What does this mean? Mu Yiyi, what are you talking about?"

Mu Yiyi blinked her innocent eyes and spoke innocent words in an innocent tone.

"I'm sorry, Second Aunt, I just saw that Second Uncle seemed to like Miss Tong's intention just now, and Jing Yu had a baby, and I couldn't tell Second Uncle that, so I thought of this compromise. Although there are some It's not appropriate, but I think both uncle and Bingqiong like it, and the second aunt is a sensible person, so she will definitely give in. It's just a pain for Bingqiong to call someone similar to her mother. "

Lu Qianning and the others were about to be amused by Mu Yiyi. What this kid said was so ridiculous, but they loved hearing it!

Qiao Yanyan threw her chopsticks on the table. Mo Zhaocheng was furious when he heard Mu Yiyi's words. He slapped the table and stood up, pointing his finger at Mu Yiyi and growled: "Mu Yiyi, don't push yourself too far!"

Mu Yiyi pouted innocently: "Second uncle, how dare I push myself too far? Didn't you and Mo Bingqiong say you like Tong Xixi, so I thought of a way like this?"

Mo Jingyu suppressed the smile on his lips, cleared his throat and said: "I think there is nothing wrong with what Yiyi said. My second uncle is getting older and his brain is not very good. At this time, he needs someone as smart as Yiyi." Someone came to show him a clear path."

Mo Zhaocheng stood up and stared at Mu Yiyi with resentful eyes, but he never had the courage to refute her.

Mo Jingyu clearly wanted to protect her, while Wen Ruxia and his eldest brother and sister-in-law were silent, obviously on Mu Yiyi's side.

I really can't eat this meal.

He snorted lightly and turned around neatly to leave.

Seeing Mo Zhaocheng turn around and leave, Qiao Yanyan pulled Mo Bingqiong to stand up, glared at Mu Yiyi fiercely, and left unwillingly.

This time, Mu Yiyi won, but it may not be the case next time.

After a few people left, the depressing atmosphere in the living room eased.

Mo Zhaofeng looked at the Coke chicken wings on the table and put a piece on Lu Qianning's plate.

"Today's Coke chicken wings look pretty good."

Lu Qianning quietly touched him under the table.

"What you made just now tasted too bad. Yiyi couldn't stand it anymore, so she made it for you again."

Then he imitated Mo Zhaofeng and picked up a piece for him.

Mo Zhaofeng looked at his wife's eccentric cuteness, smiled slightly, picked up the chicken wings on the plate and took a bite.

"What Yiyi makes is good. Not only does it look better than mine, it also tastes better than what is sold outside."

Mu Yiyi and Mo Jingyu both saw through it. No one pointed it out, they just smiled at each other and continued eating.

After dinner, Wen Ruxia took Mu Yiyi to the living room to watch TV, while Mo Jingyu chatted with Mo Zhaofeng and Lu Qianning in the restaurant.

"Dad, Mom, Yiyi and I are going to take wedding photos again. Is there anything we need to prepare?"

Mo Zhaofeng's eyes suddenly brightened up, while Lu Qianning suddenly thought of something.

"Great wedding photos! You didn't take them when you got married. If you take them now, you can't wrong my daughter-in-law."

"Mom, actually..."

He was about to say that they had filmed it, but was interrupted by Lu Qianning's voice.

"French style, so romantic. No, no, no, European style, it has to be European style. Thinking about it now in front of the big castle makes me happy. How about going to the beach? Many young people like it now! No, it's just that the beach is too monotonous. How about we just go on a trip to take photos! Go to the whole world and take wedding photos at the same time!"

Regarding the chattering Ms. Lu, the two men from the Mo family had nothing to do with her.

If I had known it earlier, I would not have told them. Who knew that Ms. Lu would react so strongly that she would have to take care of it for them.

"Jing Yu, in this case, I have a friend who does this. Why don't we go to him directly? He will definitely arrange everything for us!"

Mo Zhaofeng pulled Lu Qianning and interrupted her chatter.

"Let me tell you, let them decide who they want to photograph and what style they want to photograph."

"Yes, Mom, I have already contacted the right person. Let Yiyi see what style she likes tomorrow and we can start shooting directly."

Lu Qianning realized that he was too excited and laughed twice embarrassedly: "That's it, as long as my daughter-in-law likes it."

Mo Jingyu: Does he have no status at all in this family?

On the car back to Ziyu Mountain, Mo Jingyu remembered his conversation with Lu Qianning and said softly: "Have a good sleep tonight, and I will take you to meet someone tomorrow."

"Who is it?"

"A photographer."

She listened in confusion: "Why do you want to take me to see the photographer?"

Mo Jingyu chuckled, this little fool had forgotten everything he said.

"Take your wedding photos again."

"Wedding photos?"

She didn't expect this to be the reason, and she jumped up from the back seat in shock.

As expected, his head was hit hard against the side of the car.

I felt like stars were rising above my head, so I covered my head and sat back honestly...

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Mu Yiyi raised her head, her eyes were red from the pain, and she said nothing.

"Fang Han, go to the hospital."

"Yes, President Mo."

"I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital. It's just a slight knock."

"You have to go and have a look even if you stumble. What if the root cause of the disease is found?"

"I'm really fine."

Mo Jingyu said nothing and gently rubbed the top of her head.

"Husband...there's really no need..."

The sweet and glutinous "husband" came out of the mouth of the fragrant and soft little woman, and there was something magical about it that made him want to stop.

In the end, reason prevailed over emotion, and he held her tightly in his arms and chose not to look at her face: "Don't act like a baby, it's useless to act like a baby."

But it was really just her accidental knock, and it was really fine.

"It's really not necessary, I just knocked it lightly."

"What you say doesn't work, just listen to me."

Is this the explosion of his domineering nature?

But the feeling of being taken care of by my husband is quite good.

The two arrived at the hospital, and only the doctor on duty was left.

"Doctor, she just knocked on the top of her head. Please take a look."

Hit it?

Although there was no smell of blood, the doctor hurriedly prepared all the bandages and even prepared to shave his hair.

"Where did you hit?"

The doctor touched where he pointed, and it seemed like there was no bulge?

There doesn't seem to be any bleeding?

Carefully pulling the hair away, the doctor was immediately shocked.

Is this necessary?