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

Halfway through the meal.

Qiao Wangshu gained energy and felt that he had finally recovered. He asked Mo Beixiao, "Old Four, Xiao Qi's flight is tomorrow afternoon, right?"

"Yeah." When Mo Beizhou was mentioned, Mo Beixiao laughed wantonly and was in a very good mood: "I will go to the airport to pick them up at three o'clock in the afternoon. But Xiaoqi said that his sister-in-law has to go home for the New Year first, and will come to our house on the third day of the New Year."

Qiao Wangshu nodded: "Well, have you prepared gifts for your sister-in-law?"

Mo Beixiao looked a little strange: "Ready."

Qiao Wangshu felt something was wrong but couldn't put his finger on it, so he warned, "This is the first time your sister-in-law has come home, so you as her brother must take her seriously. Although I have never seen this girl, I have a very strong intuition that Xiao Qi must like her very much. If we don't take her seriously enough, and the girl doesn't want Xiao Qi anymore, we will be guilty of a great sin."

"I know, Third Sister-in-law, I will pay attention." Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen have already obtained their marriage certificate. Mo Beichen's physical condition is much better than before, and the frequency of his illness is very low. Mo Beixiao now regards Qiao Wangshu as his own sister-in-law from the bottom of his heart. Qiao Wangshu's exhortation was heard from the bottom of his heart.

Nothing much happened in the afternoon.

Mo Beichen accompanied Qiao Wangshu to take a nap, and played with the little guy for a while after waking up. Qiao Wangshu confirmed with Uncle Zhang again that everything was ready at home, including the ingredients for the New Year, Xiaoqi's room, the guest room, and the little girl's various daily necessities...

No matter the details.

Seventy percent of the servants in Mo Family Manor have gone home for the holidays.

The rest is voluntary overtime.

Three times the salary.

Bonus is extra.

Uncle Zhang also went home to celebrate the New Year in the first two years, but he has been spending the past few years at Mo's house.

After dinner.

Qiao Wangshu gave the red envelopes he had prepared in advance to Uncle Zhang and asked him to distribute them to everyone one by one.

The red envelope is packed thickly.

The servants all had happy expressions on their faces.

I like Qiao Wangshu, the mistress of the house, more and more.

Besides.

Qiao Wangshu also sent out several big red envelopes in the work group of Group C.

In many companies, leaders will send red envelopes in the group during the New Year holidays. After all, the annual salary of the leader is proportional to the performance of the subordinates. Especially in the project department and business department. Part of the salary of the leader comes from the commission bonus of the team members' performance. Sending red envelopes in the group during the New Year holidays is to encourage the subordinates to work harder, and it is also an unwritten agreement.

Team members would wait in front of their phones early in the morning to grab red envelopes.

As per tradition, the Chinese New Year red envelopes are not small.

Even someone as stingy as Song Wenya gave out large red envelopes during the New Year when she was the leader of Group C.

Qiao Wangshu was very generous and was praised by everyone in the group.

As luck would have it, Hu Wei had the best luck for three consecutive times, and was praised to the sky for his high praise.

When Qiao Wangshu first arrived at Group C, he was the most unconvinced, the most jumpy, and the most provocative. After being rectified by Qiao Wangshu, he is now the most humble and fawning. Most of the team members don't like people like Hu Wei, but in the workplace, such people often do well. Everyone despises him, and at the same time, they can't help but feel a little jealous.

Qiao Wangshu was not a leader who liked to preach. He sent out red envelopes, a few New Year greetings, and then left the group chat.

All the team members sent her private New Year greetings.

There are group messages.

There are also specially edited ones.

She replied one by one.

It took a lot of effort.

Because Mo Beizhou is coming back tomorrow to celebrate the New Year.

Qiao Wangshu didn't let Mo Beichen make trouble at night.

Mo Beichen tossed and turned for so long last night, but tonight he was obedient and went to sleep quietly without any bother.

New Year's Day.

The Mohist School is not too lively.

Mo Beichen has always been a man of few words, so no matter how hard Mo Beixiao tries to liven up the atmosphere, someone still needs to join in the conversation.

Two lifetimes have passed.

See Mo Beizhou again.

Qiao Wangshu’s mentality was completely different.

She didn't like Mo Beichen in the past, nor did she like Mo Beichen's two younger brothers. In addition, Mo Beizhou didn't spend much time in the Mo family, so Qiao Wangshu never talked to him at all.

Mo Beizhou still looked the same as Qiao Wangshu remembered, and he looked very well behaved. He and Mo Beixiao were brothers, and they inherited their mother's natural curls. However, Mo Beixiao's hair was only slightly curled at the ends of his forehead. Mo Beizhou had a head full of exaggerated curly hair, and his hair was black. His skin was very white, not the cold white like Mo Beichen, but a healthy pinky white. At first glance, he looked like a mixed-race, well-behaved, and non-aggressive.

Just ...

Low EQ!

It can even be said to be very low!

Even lower than Mo Beichen's EQ.

He speaks and acts neither hurriedly nor slowly, and is extremely rigorous and rigid.

It's just like……

A robot without any emotions!

Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen have already obtained their marriage certificate, and Mo Beichen has transferred all his property to Qiao Wangshu. Now in the Mo family, Qiao Wangshu is the head of the family. In her opinion, even if they are not married, they should have New Year red envelopes, and Mo Beixiao and Mo Beizhou both have them.

Mo Beixiao took it with a smile and thanked him, and looked at his third brother proudly. Since their grandparents passed away, they brothers have never received red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.

Mo Beizhou showed no emotion and mechanically said, "Thank you, Third Sister-in-law."

Mo Beichen didn't get any red envelopes for the New Year, but he did have a New Year gift. Not to be outdone, he picked up the little Tuantuan lying at his feet and stroked the dog's head slowly.

The family sits together.

Chatting.

Qiao Wangshu asked Mo Beizhou's girlfriend: "Xiao Qi, what does your sister-in-law like to eat? Is there anything she shouldn't eat?"

Mo Beizhou said directly: "You can ask her yourself the day after tomorrow."

Qiao Wangshu’s purpose was very clear, he wanted to make some preparations in advance.

But Mo Beizhou ended the conversation with just one sentence.

Qiao Wangshu was simply left standing there in embarrassment!

Mo Beixiao nudged his younger brother with his elbow and kept winking at Mo Beizhou.

Mo Beizhou was puzzled: "Brother, is your eye twitching?"

Mo Beixiao: "..."

After a whole day of contact.

Qiao Wangshu always felt that there was something wrong with this seventh cousin!

after dinner.

Mo Beixiao was arranging a game of mahjong. This guy is totally new but loves to play.

Mo Beichen and Mo Beizhou are both people with extremely high IQs but extremely low EQs.

Mo Beichen was concerned about Qiao Wangshu and fed cards to him, so his own cards did not look good.

Mo Beizhou didn't give face to anyone, which led to his dominance.

The fight lasted less than three hours.

Mo Beizhou was either winning by himself, or winning evenly, or Mo Beixiao and Qiao Wangshu were giving him a chance.

He can accurately guess everyone's cards.

Won over a million...

It’s even more precise and terrifying than a machine!

After returning to the room at night.

The more Qiao Wangshu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Had a bath.

Qiao Wangshu sat on the bed.

Mo Beichen lifted the quilt and sat down beside her, holding her little hand in his palm and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Hubby." Qiao Wangshu tilted his head to look at him, hesitating: "Um... Xiao Qi, is he a little... just... um..."

"Abnormal?" Mo Beichen hit the nail on the head.

Qiao Wangshu nodded: "Yes."

A hint of darkness flashed across Mo Beichen's eyes, and he explained, "Uncle Four and Aunt Four had accidents one after another, and that's how he became. When Aunt Four got into trouble, he was the first to rush to the scene. Aunt Four never woke up after entering the operating room, and Xiao Qi... the doctor's diagnosis said it was an emotional disorder, a passive self-protection mechanism. It's not that he doesn't like you, he just can't express his emotions. So when he had a girlfriend, Lao Si and I were very surprised and very happy."

"Emotional disorder?" Qiao Wangshu asked, "Is it incurable? Have you seen a psychiatrist?"

"He's been seeing a psychiatrist."

Qiao Wangshu pursed his lips.

Mo Beichen didn't know if he was comforting her or comforting himself: "Maybe it's just that the time has not come yet. It will be fine."

Qiao Wangshu nodded: "Yes, it will be fine, it will be fine."