I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Ming Nuan went upstairs.

They all found that there were employees staring at her.

Those eager eyes.

It's like seeing triple overtime pay.

Ming Nuan: “…” I always feel like something is wrong.

She felt uncomfortable being looked at.

But Mo Shiyan came closer at this time and put his arm around her waist.

A very natural and intimate act.

Those who stared at her showed expressions of 'seeing a ghost' at the right moment.

Ming Nuan had been to the Mo family before.

But at that time, Mo Shiyan was still a president who cared about his reputation, a traditional domineering president who was mass-produced.

It hasn't been that obvious yet.

But even so.

This was enough to surprise these employees.

Because Mo Shiyan called the chef for her, ordered food, and ate in the office.

To know.

In Mo's, whoever dares to serve greasy food to a table full of work documents would be the only one who dares to serve it.

Then he doesn't need to come the next day.

"Does the Mo family have no cafeteria or no restaurants outside? The salary I pay them should be quite high."

This is the Mo Shiyan of old.

What I said when I happened to pass by and saw a document being used to place a hot lunch box.

But then Mingnuan came.

His principles are gone like farts.

At that time they already felt that this looked like a couple that was matched together through arranged marriage, and they actually seemed to have some emotional foundation.

But until today.

This moment.

Only then did they realize it.

The fall of man.

Sometimes it's not ups and downs.

It may also be Luo Luo Luo, and there will never be a bottom line.

"Are we, Mr. Mo, crazy?"

"It's just such a short distance, and you have to stick to it?"

"The Internet is full of bullshit."

"Yes, it's sadomasochism. Look at us, Mr. Mo, with his wealth, temperament, and face, we are still playing with pure love."

Everyone quietly took out their mobile phones and took photos of Mo Shiyan and Ming Nuan.

Ming Nuan's smiling face almost froze.

Asked softly: "Won't you stop it?"

Mo Shiyan: "Why stop it?"

He said in a very natural manner, "What we at Moshi advocate is a culture of freedom."

Ming Nuan: "..." I believed your evil deeds.

She took a deep breath, held it, and after a while she gritted her teeth and said, "It's up to you."

"I don't care what people say about you online."

Mo Shiyan smiled.

Ming Nuan didn't know what kind of medicine was in his gourd, so he could only hurry up and walk upstairs.

And at the same time.

It's in a small hotel not far from here.

A group of people who had come to trouble Ming Nuan some time ago sat together.

The man in the suit was browsing various news on the Internet.

The more I brush, the worse it gets!

"Fuck!" He threw the phone onto the bed.

The group of people who had caused trouble at that time were all sitting aside.

"It's all your fault!" The woman who had done the manicure looked at the old lady holding her fat son and talking with her eyes full of anger, "If you hadn't been able to hide the matter at all."

"As for the fact that we are all being scolded online now?"

The old lady was not someone who could be easily bullied. Upon hearing this, she immediately put her hands on her hips and started to curse, "You little slut, at least I can carry it longer than you."

"You were the first to run away!"

"Don't think I don't know what you did!"

It seemed that the two were about to start fighting.

The man in a suit shouted loudly: "That's enough!"

His face was clouded.

He rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, "We were all too careless before."

"Ming Nuan was fooled by just a few words."

"Playing tricks." He sneered, the muscles on his face twisted and trembled.

The woman and the old lady pursed their lips.

The old lady hesitated and said, "But she said that before, even though I haven't done it."

The old lady coughed slightly, "But it doesn't seem to be false. Do you think my daughter will stay with me if she doesn't trust me?"

As she said that, she looked to the side.

This is a lame excuse.

But even so, she still has to provide herself with a fig leaf.

But who knew that the man in the suit sneered, his eyes like an out-of-control beast.

"There are no ghosts in this world."

"idiot."

"She is so rich, what can't be found out?"

"They found out that we had killed someone, so they are just playing tricks to scare us."

The old lady immediately blew her beard and glared, "Who! Who killed someone! I just..."

Bang!

The man smashed the vase next to him with such force.

The old lady screamed in fright.

Held his voice.

The man raised his scarlet eyes and looked at her: "Stop pretending."

"Of all of us here, who hasn't killed anyone?"