After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

"I'm going to pick her up. Of course I have to drive. Is it weird?"

"No surprise, no surprise," Lu Qi said feebly, "Just remember to transfer the money to me."

He now began to believe that Lin Dongyu would be the mistress of the Mo Group. He only saw Mo Chen acting uncharacteristically when it came to Lin Dongyu.

What is love?

Love can make Master Mo willingly act as a driver for a woman.

It was he who gave Mo Chen the idea to take the initiative, but he never expected that Mo Chen, an iron tree that had not bloomed for a thousand years, would bloom so vigorously!

When Mo Chen returned to the factory gate, Lin Dongyu happened to come out.

After receiving her, Mo Chen said: "I sent you the evidence that Xiao Tao paid for the murder. You can take a look."

"So fast?"

Even though Lin Dongyu has become accustomed to his omnipotence, he is still surprised every time.

"I'm your boyfriend, so I should help you." There was a hint of doting in Mo Chen's tone that he didn't even notice.

Lin Dongyu heard it and his cheeks felt slightly hot.

"Mo Chen, you are so kind to me, I'm afraid, I will take it seriously." She said softly.

As she spoke, a large truck rumbled past, drowning out her voice.

"what?"

Mo Chen didn't hear clearly.

"fine."

Lin Dongyu put the back of his hand against his cheek and said, "Thank you."

Mo Chen turned the steering wheel and said, "Look at the evidence first. I suggest you discuss it carefully. After all, he is Xiao Nannan's father, and he and your aunt are still married. If he really goes in, I'm afraid more than just people will be affected. he."

Lin Dongyu said "Yeah" and said, "I understand."

This matter ultimately depends on what Auntie wants.

Mo Chen has been helping her, and all she can do now is to focus on the upcoming meeting with the Mo family.

The two arrived at the styling salon, which is located in the most prosperous business district and the most high-end office building in the city center.

After parking the car, Mo Chen led Lin Dongyu towards the transparent elevator hall.

There stood a well-proportioned man dressed as a waiter. He bent slightly towards the two of them and said, "Welcome Mr. Mo and Miss Lin."

He held a black gold card in his white-gloved hand and approached the induction area on the right side of the elevator hall. The glass door slid open to both sides silently.

"Please come in."

The waiter made a gesture and let the two people into the elevator.

Lin Dongyu was not someone who had never seen the world before. Seeing such a standard of service, he was slightly shocked, and his understanding of Mo Chen's wealth went to a higher level.

Maybe he is richer than he thought.

She glanced at him quietly.

Sensing Lin Dongyu's gaze, Mo Chen's deep eyes showed a hint of warmth, and he held her hand in his palm.

He had wanted to do this for a long time, and now he finally got his wish in the name of a love contract.

It's not an instant separation, it's not an accidental touch, it's a real hand-holding.

He held it carefully, not daring to move it, but all the blood in his body seemed to be concentrated in his palm, and the touch from there was particularly clear.

Her fingers were slender and soft, but there was a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips and palms, making them slightly rough.

I think it is caused by doing housework all year round.

Mo Chen felt very uncomfortable, and his eyebrows were a little cold.

One day, he will be linked with her.

The elevator made a pleasant sound and stopped steadily.

What appeared in front of Lin Dongyu was not the busy scene she had imagined, but a quiet and wide corridor.

On the outside of the corridor is the glass curtain wall of the office building. The decoration of geometric lines and the crystal lamp above the head make clever use of light and shadow to decorate this passage with brilliance and a sense of future fashion.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Lin, please come this way."

The waiter led them into a VIP room, which was very spacious and avant-garde in decoration. The makeup mirror is brightly lit, with professional makeup and hair tools placed in front of it, and against the wall are three rows of hangers filled with clothes.

A stylist came over and invited the two of them to sit down on the white lambskin sofa.

Her skin was slightly dark, she wore exaggerated makeup, and her speech and behavior were filled with strong confidence. She introduced herself: "Mr. Mo, Miss Lin, good afternoon. My name is Peng Zhiwei. I will serve you today. Your needs are all covered." can satisfy."

Mo Chen said: "My clothes will be fine as usual. You guys should take good care of Miss Lin."

Peng Zhiwei understood immediately upon hearing it that Lin Dongyu was the protagonist.

She brought over a picture album and said, "Ms. Lin, here are the latest makeup and fashion releases from the Huadu Autumn and Winter Fashion Week. Take a look first and see which one you like better."

"Okay." Lin Dongyu took it.

After flipping through a few pages, while she was pouring water, Lin Dongyu asked Mo Chen quietly: "Why are there no other guests here?"