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After talking about things, as soon as Zhou Yuling left, Bai Shan came in.

Glancing at the small wooden lunch box next to the computer, Bai Shan understood, and said, "Hey, I had a pretty happy life."

"Mom..." Ye Baizhi got up helplessly, and got a glass of water for Bai Shan.

Bai Shan thought of the photos from last night, and went straight to the point: "Did you and Jiang Mo know each other before?"

"I don't know you, why would you ask such a question?" Ye Baizhi said in surprise as she handed the cup to Bai Shan.

Bai Shan asked suspiciously, "Really?" She didn't quite believe it, but seeing Ye Baizhi's expression didn't seem like she was lying, she was even more puzzled, so why did these two have such a relationship?

"Of course it's true." Ye Baizhi said jokingly, it could still be fake.

Hearing this, Bai Shan took out her mobile phone, found Jiang Mo's photo, and showed it to Ye Baizhi.

Ye Baizhi was stunned for a moment, then realized what Bai Shan meant, and said with a funny smile: "You mean this, Jiang Mo went on a blind date for someone else, and it happened to be me, and she wasn't mine at that time." Where's the babysitter?"

"Blind date for someone else?" It was the first time Bai Shan heard such a fresh saying, it was really strange, and there was also a blind date for someone else.

Ye Baizhi nodded and said, "That's right, that person hired Jiang Mo to go on a blind date for her."

"That means you and Jiang Mo didn't know each other before, right?" Bai Shan thought for a long time, and felt that it would be inappropriate to tell Xiao Zong Zong that she was her child, so she continued to ask.

Ye Baizhi looked at Bai Shan, she felt weird, nodded, and said, "Yes, I met her some time ago."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Shan stared at Ye Baizhi meaningfully, and after a while, she said: "That's fine, I'll go first and work hard. By the way, I'll take Xiao Tiantian out to play next weekend!"

Ye Baizhi looked at Bai Shan's back and frowned. How could her mother suddenly be curious about the intersection between her and Jiang Mo before, but there was no way, because she did not have any intersection with Jiang Mo before.

Rubbing her temples, and glancing at the small wooden lunch box, Ye Baizhi twitched her lips, got up and went to the secretary's seat outside.

"Boss Ye." Seeing Ye Baizhi coming out, the secretary hurriedly stood up.

Ye Baizhi first glanced at her work card, and then said in a cold tone, "You seem to talk a lot?"

The secretary was stunned, and began to reflect: Does she talk too much?It seems to be a little bit.

Ye Baizhi looked at her expressionlessly, without saying a word.

The secretary lowered his head slightly, and his thoughts quickly flowed. He suddenly thought of the scene in the elevator not long ago, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye."

Ye Baizhi snorted coldly and returned to the office.

The secretary sat down tremblingly, slandering in her heart: If I knew it earlier, I would have asked the little nanny to come up in person. Sure enough, Mr. Ye treats the nanny differently from the secretary, and the difference in treatment is real!

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In the evening, when Ye Baizhi came home, Jiang Mo happened to be arranging the dishes.

Zongzong hugged Xiao 8 and threw herself into Ye Baizhi's arms.

Ye Baizhi picked up the rice dumpling, and said with a smile as usual, "Did you be obedient today?"

Zong Zong gestured in the air with his little hands, happily telling interesting stories about himself in the kindergarten.

Jiang Mo is wearing an apron, and seeing Ye Baizhi and Zong Zong happily, she now feels that the three of them are like a family - she takes care of the housework carefully, prepares meals, and waits with her daughter for the wife who goes to work to come home every day.

Thinking of the word "wife", Jiang Mo took a deep look at Ye Baizhi, and then looked away. It seems pretty good to have a wife like Ye Baizhi.

After eating, Zong Zong went to play in the bedroom, while Jiang Mo sat at the table with Ye Baizhi and started today's review.

Looking at the pen in Jiang Mo's hand, Ye Baizhi suddenly said, "In the future, you can deliver the lunch box yourself."

Jiang Mo paused, raised his eyelids to look at Ye Baizhi, saw the tenderness in her eyes, took a breath, nodded, and said, "Okay, Mr. Ye."

Can she understand: Ye Baizhi is showing favor to herself in a disguised form.Thinking of this, Jiang Mo's heart skipped a beat.

Ye Baizhi smiled, gave Jiang Mo the work card she had prepared, and continued, "Here is this for you. You can pass the access control after swiping it. It is convenient for you to come to my office."

Jiang Mo looked at the work card, which showed Ye Baizhi's photo and her job title, bit her lips, and said, "This is not good, you gave it to me, what do you do?"

"It doesn't matter, I still have one." Ye Baizhi said softly with bright eyebrows.

Jiang Mo nodded, holding the work ID card in his hand, and after looking at it for a while, Ye Baizhi was really kind to her, so good that she almost thought that Ye Baizhi was chasing her.

After reviewing, Jiang Mo went back to the bedroom, and Ye Baizhi went to take a shower.

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Mo couldn't fall asleep, so he took out ancient poems and essays, planning to change his mind and memorize them.

Opening the book, Luo Yin's "The Rich in Qin Zhong" came into view:

The Huatang is raised high, and the water is drained in a mere area.

Dung, gold and jade are still too extravagant.

The back alleys are full of basil, who knows there is beauty.

Jiang Mo glanced at it briefly, and read back and forth several times, "Gold and jade treasures in dung and dirt are not considered extravagant. The back alleys are full of basil, who knows how beautiful they are?" The more I read, the more depressed I felt.

Jiang Mo turned the page and saw the title "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" on it, paused for a few seconds, closed the book, and lay down.

The rich can't understand the livelihood of the poor, and they will ask "why don't the people eat minced meat".

The poor can't understand the life of the rich, and they will say "the emperor picked a golden pole".

These are two extremes, like myself and Ye Baizhi.

Ye Baizhi - a super white and rich beauty, has reached the end point that many people can't reach in their lifetime.

Jiang Mo—a single mother who didn't even finish college. She has no money or power, and is forced by life.

Even if you don't talk about daily aspects, the difference in the level of thinking alone cannot be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo's heart became more depressed. When he has nothing, he really can't meet someone who is too amazing, otherwise he will not be able to rest in peace for the rest of his life.

Jiang Mo opened his eyes, took a deep breath, got up and sat in front of Zong Zong, touched her sleeping face, bent down and kissed her forehead, his eyes were filled with deep meaning and bitterness.

Before the seeds of this relationship started to germinate, Jiang Mo felt that it was time for her to do something to stop it.

And Ye Baizhi, who was also lying down, was looking at the ceiling, her brows were furrowed, she was thinking about how to break through Jiang Mo's defense bit by bit, but what is certain is that Jiang Mo has feelings for her, but always Is suppressing and escaping.

The WeChat notification sounded, Jiang Mo clicked on it, it turned out to be news, suddenly saw the red 1 on the communication bar at the bottom, after clicking in, the word "Zhou Yuling" was written in the friend application.

Jiang Mo clicked to pass the verification, and soon, Zhou Yuling sent a "hello" emoticon package, followed by "Are you still asleep?"

Jiang Mo: Not yet.

Zhou Yuling: Can't sleep?

Jiang Mo bit her lip and replied: Yes.

Zhou Yuling: What a coincidence, I also have something on my mind and can't sleep. (helpless.jpg)

When Jiang Mo saw this sentence, he didn't know how to reply. Zhou Yuling seemed to be very familiar with him.

Zhou Yuling in front of the screen saw Jiang Mo's silence, and quickly typed with her fingers: Oh~ I suddenly feel a little sleepy, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I'll go to bed first, good night~

Jiang Mo: Okay, good night.

Zhou Yuling: (hug.jpg)

Jiang Mo looked at the hugging emoji, frowned slightly, cut out the chat page with Zhou Yuling, and didn't go back.

There was a hint of meaning in Zhou Yuling's eyes. It was obvious that Jiang Mo's attitude towards her was very cold, not at all shy in front of Ye Baizhi.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuling sighed. She seemed to be late. Although love is not a first-come, first-served thing, it is very particular about preconceived ideas.

Jiang Mo looked at Mr. Ye's line in the conversation column of WeChat, clicked on it, and swipe through the chat records between her and Ye Baizhi. After reading one by one, he clicked on Ye Baizhi's profile picture.

Ye Baizhi's WeChat updates are all reposts of some financial news, none of which is related to personal life.

After browsing through all of them, Jiang Mo turned off the phone screen. This was the number of times she had checked Ye Baizhi's WeChat. Most of the time, she couldn't help but want to click in. Up to now, it seemed that a kind of Habit.

The drowsiness didn't strike at all, Jiang Mo became more awake instead, his eyes swept across the head of the bed inadvertently, and saw Ye Baizhi's work card.

Leaning against the head of the bed, Jiang Mo gently swayed Ye Baizhi's delicate face with her fingertips under the weak bedside light, and suddenly she curled her lips and smiled lightly.

"Ms. Ye is so pretty." Jiang Mo recited this sentence silently, with tenderness in his eyes.

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After Miss Jiang's defense reached the extreme, it began to slowly disintegrate.