Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 945 is interesting

Mo Shen raised his brows tiredly: "Why didn't you persuade?"

"You should know the uncle's stubbornness. It is difficult to change what he believes." Lin Dao now believes that the cooperation with Pan Qiuhui is beneficial, so he refuses to give up easily.

Ye Mu frowned, worried for Lin Dao, but with a fluke mentality: "I think Uncle should not be fooled so easily. He has been in this business for so many years, what hasn't he seen?"

"I hope so." Mo Shen thought the same way. Lin Dao rarely missed his hand. Since he decided to cooperate, he might be able to see what Pan Qiuhui thinks. It's just that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

In addition to the recent cooperation between Pan Qiuhui and Lin Dao, some time ago there was another cooperation with Yang Xiao. Before Ye Mu knew that she and Yang Xiao could still cooperate, he thought this woman was not easy.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the cooperation between Yang Xiao and Pan Qiuhui is entirely posted to Pan Qiuhui. Pan Qiuhui was Yang Xiao's early stage, so that Yang Xiao would be so willing to help Pan Qiuhui at a loss, you can imagine how many methods this woman has.

Ye Mu closed the computer and closed his thoughts about Pan Qiuhui. Looking out of the car window, he diverted his attention: "I have to go to the company at the end of the year. Let's go together tomorrow."

"Going tomorrow?" Mo Shen drove steadily, asking her not sure.

Ye Mu nodded and stretched his waist: "It's better to deal with it early. In the next few days, I want to accompany Peipei to performance classes for a few days, and then see the situation at Fengfeng School. By the way, I will look for Baomei. She can go to her kindergarten in the next year."

Ye Mu always believes that it is better for girls to study earlier. Baomei is much smarter than ordinary children, but she lacks independence. It is enough to send her to kindergarten.

Mo Shen listened to the itinerary that Ye Mu had arranged, and he was a little bit stunned: "The three children all have time to spend time with me, what about me? Have you ever thought of staying with me?"

He also needed Ye Mu's company very much. Ye Mu had forgotten, he still had to remind him appropriately.

Ye Mu blinked and answered him earnestly, "Didn't you accompany you to work tomorrow? We just happened to be on the way."

Mo Shen looked at Ye Mu disappointedly: "I distribute according to time. Is my time too short?"

The journey to the company took only 20 minutes, but Ye Mu gave the child a whole day.

Ye Mu seemed to listen to Mo Shen's words seriously, supporting his chin with both hands, and staring at him with a smile: "I want to be with you, but you are too busy at work. Do you have any fakes? No fakes, how can I accompany you? you?"

Ye Mu just seized his busyness and found a sufficient excuse for herself. She was confident and determined that Mo Shen must be very busy at work.

"Of course. I have a holiday." Unexpectedly, Mo Shen told Ye Mu very confidently.

Ye Mu was taken aback, and immediately stared at Mo Shen seriously: "Do you really have a vacation?"

"Yeah." Mo Shen smiled on his lips and nodded surely.

She will take a few days off on vacation, and Mo Shen will also take a break, otherwise the lives of the two will never be on the same channel.

"Well, I can give it all to my uncle these few days. Let's go and do things for the three children together." Ye Mu smiled innocently, completely harmless.

Mo Shen parked the car steadily into the garage at the house, raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "Cunning."

With that said, he unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

"Old fox, I'm ashamed to say that others are cunning." Ye Mu muttered, and carefully untied the seat belt and got out of the car.

The night is getting late, and the street lights are already on in the home garden. Mo Shen took Ye Mu's hand and went back. The two of them didn't speak. Mo Shen's footsteps suddenly stopped under the street light in the garden. Ye Mu was forced to stop, thinking that there was something else Mo Shen was doing: "What's the matter?"

Mo Shen put one hand in his trouser pocket, and he held Ye Mu with the other, looking down at her with both eyes: "The atmosphere is good, and I suddenly want to do something interesting."

Like tonight, the weather is comfortable and the atmosphere is not too lax. If nothing is done, it seems to be a waste.

Ye Mu didn't turn his mind for a while, and asked in confusion, "Is there something interesting?"

In Mo Shen's eyes, what exactly is interesting?

Ye Mu didn't react, Mo Shen's handsome face was already pressed down, Ye Mu subconsciously stepped back and hid, her eyes ran into Mo Shen's line of sight, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Mo has something interesting in his mouth, shouldn't it be? Kiss?"

"You know that speaking like this now destroys the atmosphere." Mo Shenqing sighed, and put one hand on his waist, letting her get close to himself.

Ye Mu pretended to be surprised, and covered his lips with one hand: "I seem to have accidentally told Mr. Mo's thoughts."

Ye Mu wanted to continue joking, Mo Shen's face was already pressed down, his lips bit Ye Mu punishingly, and he deliberately teased her. Ye Mu opened his mouth in exclamation, and Mo Shen's tongue got in.

On a moonlit and starry night, under the semi-dark street lamp, ignoring Ye Mu's disappointment in front of him, this kiss fits the mood at the moment, and everything becomes the background of this kiss, with a romantic atmosphere everywhere.

The New Year is coming, but Ye Qiyi and Ye Qimeng can't feel the atmosphere of the New Year at all. Ye Qiyi is still confused, her business hasn’t improved, and her career has been ruined. There are not many cars. She has begun to take on business performances. Generally, the venues for her performances are bars. When she goes out to sing two songs, the appearance fee is not too high, but enough. Feed yourself.

But Ye Qiyi is accustomed to a big-handed life. Looking at Ye Qimeng's life more and more free and easy, every day a large number of famous brands are sent home. How can Ye Qiyi see that her heart is balanced?

These should be her living conditions, but now they belong to Ye Qimeng, how can she balance? This kind of unbalanced emotion made her carelessly ignored. Ye Qimeng was supposed to have been pregnant for a long time, but her belly remained silent for a long time, and she didn't even show signs of bulging.

"Give me a cup of ice coffee." Ye Qimeng asked the driver to come in again with a bunch of things. As soon as he came in, he immediately ordered the servant. The servant nodded and did it immediately.

Yao Rujun saw that Ye Qimeng had bought so many things and he was a little worried: "Yimeng, you bring things back like this every day, how can this money be enough for you?"

"Mom, don't worry, my money, I'm afraid it will be enough to buy all the shops." Ye Qimeng sat down and began to look through her trophies, and gave a few pieces to Yao Rujun: "This is for you. It’s the Chinese New Year, you should add new clothes and new bags, which are also for you. This... is for Ruirui. Children who go to school should use famous brands. I think the new women's clothing and women's bags are good. , I bought some for my second sister."

Ye Qimeng bought everything for everyone, but did not buy it for Ye Qiyi. Ye Qiyi is not uncommon with things from Ye Qimeng, but Yao Rujun would find it strange.

"Why did you buy them all? Didn't your elder sister?" Yao Rujun curiously took the clothes that Ye Qimeng had handed over, and looked at the pile and asked.

Ye Qimeng pretended to smile unintentionally: "I remember that my eldest sister didn't like this brand. I still have a brand that my eldest sister liked last year. I will bring it to her later. Anyway, it is defective and I have enough."

Ye Qimeng has always spoken carelessly. Yao Rujun didn't think she was saying this sincerely, and just reprimanded a few words, but Ye Qimeng sneered at Ye Qiyi, and Ye Qiyi gritted her teeth, of course knowing what Ye Qimen meant.

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(End of this chapter)