He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

Mo Beichen went to work at the Mo Group and drove directly into the underground parking lot. In Beijing, indoor heating is everywhere, so even the parking lot is not that cold. He got off the car and took the elevator, and then he was in the office area, so he wouldn't be exposed to the wind. He couldn't drive the car into the Qiao Group underground parking lot when he was sending Qiao Wangshu here, so he could only park on the side of the road. If he wanted to send Qiao Wangshu in, he would have to walk a distance outside.

Mo Beichen said nothing and silently zipped up his down jacket.

Use practical actions to tell her that he wants to send it.

What else can Qiao Wangshu do?

I can only pamper her.

Get out of the car.

Someone then took Qiao Wangshu's hand.

Qiao Wangshu hurriedly pulled his sleeves a few times to cover the hands that they were holding.

The sleeves of down jackets are usually longer and wider, just enough to cover the hands of two people.

Go up the steps from the roadside.

You will soon be able to enter the first floor lobby of the group.

Go to work.

All are people.

Qiao Wangshu is the eldest daughter of Qiao Group. She has been working in the group for so many days. Who doesn't know her? She is beautiful and gentle like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. She is also the daughter of the chairman. She is definitely a white, rich and beautiful woman. Even though they know they can't catch up with her, there are still many men in the group who can't help but take a few more glances at her every time they see her. A beautiful woman is a pleasing thing to the eye even if you look at her from a distance.

Mo Beichen held Qiao Wangshu's hand, and when a man looked at him, he glanced away coldly.

In the manner of a principal wife.

A silent declaration of sovereignty.

The big devil has a very strong aura, is extremely handsome, and exudes nobleness.

When he glanced at me, I felt cold all over.

Everyone in the Qiao Group knew about his engagement with Qiao Wangshu. Even though they had never met this Third Master Mo, they could guess his identity by looking at his behavior.

In just a few minutes, no man dared to look at Qiao Wangshu anymore.

An undercurrent is surging.

The rotten peach blossoms are scattered all over the ground.

It’s not that Qiao Wangshu doesn’t understand someone’s thoughts, he just doesn’t want to expose them.

He doesn't feel safe.

She gave him enough sense of security.

A moment.

Qiao Wangshu paused and looked up at Mo Beichen: "Okay, just drop me off here, I'm going in now."

"Yeah." Mo Beichen leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, his ears reddened: "Go home earlier next time."

"I know." Qiao Wangshu responded obediently.

Someone said in a doting tone: "Come in, I'll wait for you to go in before I leave."

Qiao Wangshu turned and walked inside.

Waiting outside the elevator door.

Mo Beichen just stood there and looked at her.

She waved at him before entering the elevator.

Mo Beichen curled up the corners of his mouth and waved in response.

Wait until she gets into the elevator.

Then he turned and left.

Just half an hour...

The news that Mr. Mo San sent Miss Qiao to work spread like wildfire throughout the group.

The story was told vividly.

"This is my first time meeting the Third Master. He's so handsome, I'm shocked! That face, that figure, that temperament... It's no exaggeration to say that he is a banished immortal who has come down to earth."

"He held Miss's hand the whole time and kissed her on the forehead when he left. Who on earth said that the Third Master had no feelings for Miss and only used her as a reproductive tool? That's nonsense. The Third Master must have doted on Miss."

"They were wearing couple rings on their ring fingers! That's what married people wear. I was so envious!"

"Can I say that I saw the strawberry marks on the necks of the Third Master and the Eldest Miss?"

"Explain it quickly."

"..."

Discussions among group employees.

Qiao Wangshu didn't care too much.

Need I even tell you that her man is handsome?

Isn’t it an objective fact?

As for pampering...

That is also an objective fact!

the other side.

Mo's Group.

Today is Tuesday.

The consortium's business is spread all over the world, and Mo Beichen has an international high-level video conference in the morning.

From the consortium's head office, more than a dozen senior executives will attend this meeting.

Mo Beichen sat in the conference room.

The laptop he uses for work has been connected to the online conference room.

All participants are online.

The meeting was halfway through.

Mo Beichen still sat calmly in the main seat, with a thin blanket covering his legs and a thermos cup of wolfberry in his hand. He listened to the reports of the senior executives and occasionally interrupted them. Perhaps because the heating in the conference room was too strong, he, who was always afraid of the cold, actually untied his tie and unbuttoned a button of his shirt. The strawberry mark that was originally half-covered and half-exposed was immediately exposed, and there was also a clear tooth mark...

The senior executives of the head office and the senior executives of the branch companies who were in the online meeting were all stunned for a moment!

Mo Beichen's cold white fingertips slowly rubbed the diamond ring on his ring finger. The Y country executive who was originally reporting was stuck because of his sudden action. He frowned in dissatisfaction, seemed to be listening very seriously, and glanced at the confused executive.

The man immediately continued to report...

Everyone was even more confused!

It's obvious that the Third Master is deliberately showing off his affection.

Scare people but act as if nothing happened.

Do you have to be so reserved?

As if no one could see, were his ears already bloodshot?

He was in a bad mood last week and yesterday, and was very efficient at work, keeping everyone busy. So he did this early in the morning? Was he trying to tell everyone that he and his little ancestor had done something intense last night?

Do you want to be so showy?

But if you think about it carefully, it’s normal for San Ye to show off!

Everyone knows how much he loves his little ancestor.

In the past, my neck was always covered with scratches from my little ancestor.

Now there is even a strawberry print.

He is clearly showing off that his little ancestor dotes on him!

The words "My wife grows strawberries for me" are almost written on his face!

What about integrity?

I thought this was already pretty cool.

I never thought that the ultimate move was still to come.

The meeting finally ended.

San Ye's computer disconnected and exited the meeting interface, and a high-definition wallpaper came into view for everyone.

Nothing else.

It was the photo that Qiao Wangshu took when he was coaxing him last night.

He sat on the sofa with a sullen face.

Qiao Wangshu turned his head and kissed him on the cheek.

The picture was frozen at the moment when Qiao Wangshu kissed her.

When he sent Qiao Wangshu to Qiao's Group, he set up a screen saver for his phone. When he came to the company, he immediately set up a screen saver and computer background wallpaper...

Good guy!

Isn’t it just a kiss from my wife?

Is it really that showy?

There is no one better than him!

Everyone's eyes widened.

Someone looked calm and composed, closed his notebook, stood up and left.

Xu Ze hurriedly picked up the notebook and documents on the table and followed closely.

Until the door of the conference room closed.

Only then did the senior executives dare to start discussing it.

"Third Master, are you going to show off so much today?"

"It can be seen that the little ancestor has made him happy again!"

"It looks like Third Master is in a good mood. It doesn't matter if we show off or not, at least we can take a break. I've been so busy these past few days, if I don't take a break, my old bones won't be able to take it anymore!"

"If that's the case, then let's show off! It's better to die of dog food than to die of exhaustion!"

"..."