President, your baby, please sign for it!

After saying goodnight to each other, Jiang Mo went to sleep with Zong Zong, and Ye Baizhi also returned to her bedroom.

"Summer is here, and the lotus in the pond is blooming... After the lotus leaf swayed a few times, it returned to its original appearance, and the little fish gathered under it again to enjoy the shade." Jiang Mo finished speaking patiently bed time story.

Zong Zong also closed his eyes as the story ended.

Jiang Mo covered her with the quilt and kissed her small forehead.

Zhou Yuling: Sorry.

Jiang Mo picked up her phone, saw this WeChat message, and didn't reply. She planned to delete Zhou Yuling.

Immediately afterwards, after a while, Zhou Yuling sent another paragraph: I thought about it a lot, liking and being suitable are indeed two different things.But it's really hard to meet people who can like each other.I sincerely wish you and President Ye.

Jiang Mo looked at these lines of words and frowned slightly, wondering what Zhou Yuling wanted to express.

Zhou Yuling: You are right. Having no money or power does not mean that you are inferior. A poor person cannot be poor.I admit that I have a hatred of the rich, and I will change it.You and Mr. Ye, I sincerely hope that you can be happy.

Zhou Yuling: I also understand why you have been reluctant to be with Mr. Ye for so long. Regarding this point, what I want to say is, since you can't change the past, then try to change the future and strive to be a person who can ride the wind and rain with her.

Jiang Mo stared blankly at the last words, "Be a person who will fight the wind and rain with her", but a simple sentence penetrated to the deepest part of her heart, yes, since you are not worthy, let yourself work hard , until it matches.

Only then did Jiang Mo understand that in this relationship, he was so weak, enjoying Ye Baizhi's approach while trying his best to avoid it.

Reason and emotion never conflict, but desire and cowardice always conflict.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo began to regret why he didn't hug Ye Baizhi back just now.

Jiang Mo: Thank you.

After sending these two words to Zhou Yuling, Jiang Mo clicked on her profile picture and chose to delete friends.

In the middle of the night, when Zhou Yuling saw these two words, he said "You're welcome", and saw the exclamation mark next to it, and a smile appeared on his face. There was relief, but also helplessness and bitterness.

Rather than not being able to love, it is better to be an adult.

Exiting the chat box with Jiang Mo, Zhou Yuling clicked on Ye Baizhi's profile picture again, and quickly typed: Mr. Ye, I'm sorry today, I'm sorry.

Ye Baizhi in the bedroom was still asleep, when she saw what Zhou Yuling said, she snorted coldly and ignored it.

Zhou Yuling: I sincerely wish you and Jiang Mo.

When Ye Baizhi saw this line of writing, she could be regarded as Zhou Yuling's understanding. However, although her heart was still responding, her anger dissipated a lot.

Thinking of Jiang Mo, Ye Baizhi's brows and eyes are full of tenderness. Today's incident reminded her that there may be many people out there who covet Jiang Mo. She glanced at tomorrow's date and curled her lips. She had to do something what.

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"Morning, Aunt Ye~" Zong Zong called out sweetly.

Ye Baizhi looked at Jiang Mo who was busy in the kitchen, picked up the rice dumpling and went to the study.

"Zong Zong, do you want to go picnic again? How about we go picnic today, okay?" Putting her on his lap, Ye Baizhi asked softly.

Zong Zong's eyes lit up, and his little brow raised, realizing something was wrong, and said, "But today is not the weekend."

"You can go even if it's not on weekends. After Zong Zong is over from school, Auntie can take you and mom to the place where we had a picnic last time, right?" Ye Baizhi imitated Zong Zong's tone and slowly guided her step by step.

Zong Zong licked his little lips, tempted, but after thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and said, "Mom definitely won't let me."

"I'll leave this to my aunt, and my mother will definitely let me." Ye Baizhi said with a smile.

Jiang Mo had already discovered that Zong Zong and Ye Baizhi were gone, and seeing them two coming out of the study mysteriously, especially Zong Zong's eyebrows were beaming, and he couldn't help wondering what the two of them were talking about early in the morning.

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At noon, Jiang Mo went to deliver food to Ye Baizhi, and as soon as she entered Ye Wei's hall, she felt that the eyes of the people around her were not quite right.

Biting her lip, Jiang Mo looked at her nose, nose and heart, and went straight to the elevator, ignoring their gazes.

"Miss Jiang is here?" The secretary heard the elevator ringing, looked over, and said.

Jiang Mo smiled and nodded. For some reason, she felt that the secretary looked at her very meaningfully today.

The secretary's eyes followed Jiang Mo's closely. When she saw her go in, she smiled like an aunt. Thinking of Mr. Ye holding flowers in his arms today, she smiled even more happily. She blindly guessed that Jiang Mo would definitely come out holding flowers.

As soon as Jiang Mo entered, he found a large bouquet of champagne roses on Ye Baizhi's desk. He was stunned for a few seconds, subconsciously thinking that it was given to Ye Baizhi by someone else.

Ye Baizhi closed the documents in her hand, saw Jiang Mo's gaze was on the bouquet of champagne roses, with a smile in his eyes, reached out and took the flowers in his hand, smelled them, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." Jiang Mo nodded, his eyes flashed with amazement, Ye Baizhi looked so beautiful holding the flowers.

Ye Baizhi got up, walked towards Jiang Mo, and offered the flowers to her while saying, "Since it's pretty, I'll give it to you."

Jiang Mo paused, looked into Ye Baizhi's eyes, realized that the flowers were for him, his ears turned red, recalling the thoughts of last night, hesitated for a few seconds, and reached out to take it.

Seeing Jiang Mo accepting the flower, Ye Baizhi felt inexplicably relieved when she saw Jiang Mo accepting the flower. Miss Jiang finally stopped running away.

"After Zong Zong is over from school, let's go to the place where we had a picnic last time, what do you think?" Holding chopsticks in his hand, Ye Baizhi said softly.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Mo kept staring at the champagne rose in his hand with watery eyes. He was a little surprised when he heard Ye Baizhi's words, and said, "Why did Mr. Ye suddenly think of going to a picnic?"

"I've been a little tired these two days, and I want to relax." Ye Baizhi made up a random reason. She couldn't say that because today is Qixi Festival, she wants to spend it with her lover.

Jiang Mo believed it. A few days ago, Ye Baizhi asked her to help dry her hair because of her sore shoulders. It seems that work is really busy these days, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

Before leaving, Ye Baizhi went to see Jiang Mo off as usual.

The secretary behind him looked at the "sweetness coming and going" between the two, and smiled like an aunt again. As expected, Jiang Mo was the hostess of the bouquet.

Holding the flower in one hand and the lunch box in the other, Jiang Mo felt the eyes of the people around her again. For a thin-skinned person like her, it was really a kind of "torture".

——"Look at other people, there are flowers on Chinese Valentine's Day, but look at you, you didn't even give me a morning glory!"

——"Okay, baby, let me buy it for you, okay? Buy a bunch."

While walking, Jiang Mo heard the conversation of the young couple on the side of the road, and looked at the date on the phone, it was indeed the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, so it was self-evident that Ye Baizhi sent her flowers.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo felt a little sweetness in her heart. This person really has a heart, faintly, she felt that the picnic this afternoon might be unusual.

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"Yeah! It's time to play again!" Zongzong happily looked at the scenery outside the car window, clapped her hands and said, ever since she knew that today was going to be a picnic, she was so excited that she didn't even take a nap.

Seeing Zong Zong's appearance, Jiang Mo couldn't help laughing, found out her small water bottle, and said, "Come, drink some water."

Ye Baizhi looked at Jiang Mo and Zong Zong through the rearview mirror, her lips curved.

After arriving, Ye Baizhi parked the car, Jiang Mo was preparing things for the picnic, and Zong Zong was helping out.

"It's really comfortable." Sitting on the ground, Ye Baizhi looked at the yellowing clouds in the distance, calm and indifferent.

Jiang Mo turned her head, and quietly traced Ye Baizhi's side face. The afterglow of the setting sun hit her, making her breath stagnate, and she was astonished.

Ye Baizhi felt the sight coming from her, turned her head to look over, and met Jiang Mo's gaze.

It would be a pity not to do anything during such a beautiful day, Ye Baizhi thought, and just about to speak, was interrupted by Zong Zong: "Mom, I'm hungry."

"Okay." Jiang Mo came back to his senses, and opened several ready-made bento boxes, which were rich and delicate.

Jiang Mo carefully prepared these, and of course he wanted Ye Baizhi to taste it: "Mr. Ye should eat some too."

Ye Baizhi smiled and nodded.

Unexpectedly, after Zong Zong was full, she dozed off. Jiang Mo held her in his arms and comforted her gently.

After a while, Zong Zong fell asleep.

"Take her to sleep in the car." Ye Baizhi looked at the sleeping Zong Zong and whispered.

After all, the car needs to be more comfortable, Jiang Mo replied: "Okay."

Without Zong Zong's "disturbance", Jiang Mo and Ye Baizhi sat on the ground, quietly looking at the distant sky.

This time it was Ye Baizhi's turn to look at Jiang Mo's side face, her eyebrows were picturesque, soft and quiet, it was her look that haunted her, and she said, "It's so beautiful."

Jiang Mo turned her head gently, saw the affection and tenderness in Ye Baizhi's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and said, "Thank you."

Ye Baizhi moved closer, and stretched out her hand to stroke Jiang Mo's hair that was hanging by her ear.

Jiang Mo followed Ye Baizhi, raised his eyelids, and looked into her beautiful eyes.

Ye Baizhi suddenly hugged Jiang Mo, and said for no reason: "Promise me, don't suppress your feelings in the future, okay?"

Jiang Mo froze for a moment, she thought that only she knew that she was escaping and suppressing, but it turned out that Ye Baizhi also knew.

Biting her lips, Jiang Mo let go of Ye Baizhi's embrace, looked into her eyes, did not speak, and had too many thoughts, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

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The water is already boiling.

Mr. Ye: The whole army is attacking!

Jiang Mo: Our crystal is being attacked.

Zong Zong: Don't look at me, I will assist.