My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

An Nuo's heart shuddered when he heard this.

[And this big cow has an awkward relationship with you. 】An Lin continued to send messages.

[After living for two lifetimes, why don’t I remember what psychiatrist I knew, and where did the embarrassment come from? 】This time it's An Nuo's turn to be puzzled.

[My dear, do you still remember the male lead's Bai Yueguang? 】

White Moonlight?

Seeing these three words, An Nuo felt a sudden pain in the head.

It's that Bai Yueguang who Mo Chenghuan bought hundreds of thousands of wallets and millions of watches in his previous life, and who just returned to China? !

At that time, An Nuo took a look at Bai Yueguang from afar, with a dignified demeanor, he looked like a child of an aristocratic family.He is well-proportioned, with muscular forearms, and is as tall as Mo Chenghuan.

This Bai Yueguang is obviously not an ordinary weak and beautiful woman, at least she has added feed.

As for what his face looked like, An Nuo didn't pay attention to it at the time. After all, what attracted An Nuo's attention more was his ex-husband smiling like a grandson next to him. After all these years together, An Nuo had never seen him so happy.

[The psychiatrist depicted in my book is Bai Yueguang's mentor.According to the plot, they will not come until four years later. 】An Lin sent a Gouzi helpless emoji.

Four years, can Mo Shenghuan wait for four years?

[Is there a way to let his mentor come early? 】An Nuo typed quickly.

It's not Mo Chenghuan who I married in this life, no matter what Bai Yueguang is, as long as that mentor can come, he can talk about anything.

An Lin initiates a video call, An Nuo goes upstairs to find the headset, and connects it in the garden.

"According to the original book, this psychiatrist is very professional and well-known in the world, and he is over 60 years old, and he seldom goes abroad when he is old.

The only thing that allowed him to come to China was the invitation of his favorite student, that is, Bai Yueguang. "

In the video, An Lin wrinkled his nose, took off the hat on his head, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

An Lin's voice was noisy, An Nuo could only increase the volume, "Where are you?"

"Working for the future." An Lin took a sip of water, "Kikiri, one hour and eighteen, training for several days, I now know what to put in each type of burger, what kind of bread to use, memorize it thoroughly, I can even give you a staff meal when you come, which is a bargain."

"What did Mrs. An do?" An Nuo frowned.

"What else can you do, let me hook up with Mo Chenghuan like in the previous life." An Lin looked disgusted, "The benefits promised by the Mo family have not come to her, she is a little anxious, and wants me to go to the Mo family too.

I don't want to be a free servant, bear the burden of humiliation and still have to look at other people's eyes, let alone have a narrow-minded mother-in-law. Is that the fault of people, only fools! "

An Nuo remained expressionless and looked at An Lin quietly.

"Ahem." An Lin scratched his forehead uncomfortably and changed the subject.

"Anyway, it's not impossible to make Bai Yueguang come earlier."

"Tell me." An Nuo opened the note on the phone.

"According to the plot, Bai Yueguang has a breakthrough point, which is his long-lost younger brother. If there is no accident, it will be the protagonist."

An Nuo looked up at An Lin in the upper right corner of the screen.

"Yes, it's me." An Lin was a little shy, and cleared his throat, "You should still remember that I told you that after the main characters are together, they will encounter many emotional crises, Bai Yueguang is one of them .

The reason why Bai Yueguang voluntarily withdrew later was because he found out that the protagonist Shou was his long-lost brother. He was the one who accidentally lost his brother and then robbed him of his man. Is he polite? "

The amount of information was a bit large, and An Nuo fell silent again.

"I know it's bloody! But the wealthy family is full of blood! You may not know that the past of the Mo family is even more bloody than this!"

An Lin tried to defend himself, "Now, we can take advantage of this. You send a message to Bai Yueguang, saying that you have found his younger brother. In exchange, let him invite his mentor to come to China to treat a patient."

"Does he believe what I say?" An Nuo raised an eyebrow, "He's not a fool, you have to show some evidence."

"There is physical evidence." An Lin was triumphant, "There is a token that Mrs. An has kept, today I will secretly take a photo and send it to you."

"Why didn't I think of that before." An Lin muttered to himself, "The Bai family is also a big family, and his mother is a former movie queen. I wish I hadn't recognized her before, so that I could get rid of Mrs. An."

"Wait!" An Lin suddenly thought of something, "We don't have Bai Yueguang's contact information! How can we notify him?"

An Nuo was startled, hesitated to say, "I...seem to know."

"How do you know?" An Lin looked puzzled.

"In my previous life, after divorcing my ex-husband, he sent me an email, explaining to me that he has someone he likes and that his relationship with Mo Chenghuan is just friendship, and he also said that he would leave Huaguo immediately." An Nuo pressed the button. Mei Xin, "His mailbox number is easy to remember, so I still remember it, it shouldn't change, right?"

"Coincidentally." An Lin felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

After hanging up the video, An Nuo wrote down the string of mailbox numbers on the sticky note.

In fact, Bai Yueguang's mailbox number is not easy to remember.

Mainly because he sent too many emails in his previous life.

Whatever you say is a misunderstanding, let yourself say a condition, and he will definitely make it up.He even said that a press conference could be developed to clarify the relationship with Mo Chenghuan.

An Nuo was happy about leaving her ex-husband at the time, so why would she want a clarification press conference.

It's too late to thank him.

An Nuo kept the mailbox well, and felt that someone was watching her from above.An Nuo looked up and saw Mo Shenghuan leaning against the window.

"Do you want flowers? Mr. Mo." An Nuo put away her phone and waved to the man in the garden, "Same color as last time?"

Mo Shenghuan looked at the young man with clear eyes.

An Nuo lowered her body to pick flowers, and when she looked up again, her uncle was still there, with calm eyes, his cold white slender fingers gently clasping the window sill, the white curtains were blown by the breeze, as beautiful as a painting.

An Nuo suddenly had a longing, longing to hear his name from his mouth, longing for him to live vividly like this all the time, instead of lying in a coffin.

No matter how delicate and beautiful the white rose is, it must not be as exciting as him. If these eyes are not opened, no one will know how amazing his eyes are.

An Nuo lowered her head and picked off the flowers in her hand.

Be sure to live well.

I will accompany you.

***

Mr. Mo suddenly went to the third son's house and caught everyone by surprise.

Mo Shengkang, who was going to the auction, stood obediently behind Mr. Mo. Zhang Yun quickly changed into a less revealing dress, and after thinking about it, he changed into a Beijing-style cheongsam.

When Zhang Yunting came out gracefully, Mo Shengkang's expression faltered for a moment.

"Who told you to wear a cheongsam!" Mo Shengkang almost shouted for help, "Hurry up and change it!"

"It's not revealing, why can't I wear it." Zhang Yun looked aggrieved, and he had clearly heard from the elders that Mr. Mo liked cheongsams.

"You..." Mo Shengkang was speechless and could only wink at his wife.

"Forget it, it's her freedom to wear what she likes." Mr. Mo held on to his crutches, his expression somber.

"Dad, Cheng Huan went out and hasn't come back yet." Zhang Yun squeezed his throat, "I'll call him right now."

"Yeah." Mr. Mo looked at his third son expressionlessly, "Is the card I gave you maxed out again?"

Mo Shengkang bowed his head, "I'm sorry, Dad, the market business is not very good recently."

"Fart!" Mr. Mo's eyes widened angrily, "Aren't you going to buy the modern paintings recommended by your cronies again?"

Seeing that Mr. Mo knew where the money went, Mo Shengkang lowered his head even more.

"Dad, I told him how many times!" Zhang Yun came over after calling and accused her husband, "I just left him a card, and he maxed it out. If I didn't control it, we might even lose money." There is no house to live in."

Mr. Mo held a cane in his hand, with a disgusted expression on his face, "If you buy it, buy a few better ones, what kind of thing did you buy, what is it called...postmodernism? It's just an ugly dog ​​on paper, and you can't even pick it up Make a move, don't lose it!"

The crutches knocked on the floor with a "dong dong" sound. Seeing that the old man was becoming more and more disliked by her husband, Zhang Yun rolled her eyes, leaned forward and said considerately, "Dad, it's not that I can't get it out at all. After Sheng Kang bought it, the painting is still there." It has increased in value!"

Mr. Mo snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt.

"It's embarrassing, but there is someone who is more serious than Sheng Kang." Zhang Yun smiled and turned on the phone, "Dad, look, who is this?"

The boy's face appeared on the screen with a faint smile, and he slid his finger on the game, explaining and operating it at the same time.

Mr. Mo watched for a while, and suddenly remembered the scene where the young man coaxed Mo Shenghuan to eat. Isn't that like that... Eating and broadcasting!

Emotion is here to master the business.

good boy.

"Dad, look, people who don't know think that our Mo family has treated him badly. It's really embarrassing to take a gift of a few yuan and shout thank you for a long time!" Zhang Yun looked contemptuous.

"The kid can broadcast it if he likes it." Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the nickname and room number, "I will watch it someday."

"Dad!" Zhang Yun couldn't believe it, "He is embarrassing the Mo family, and he still uses this method, you don't care!"

"I think you're old and can't keep up with the times!" Mr. Mo rolled his eyes, "What's the matter with the Internet now? Trouble him?"

Zhang Yun's eyes were widened and he was speechless.

Why does the old man support him? !

Is it reasonable for him to be an anchor in public?What happened to this world? !

The author has something to say:

Mao Tao passionately broadcasts the next chapter preview: Mr. Mo continues to output, and almost hits his son!The old blood of the wealthy family has just seen the first clues, the old man is preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, and intends to let Nuo Nuo bring the little fairy boy to participate!

Nuonuo is well-known in school and won the title of professor's favorite name. Mizhua sent an invitation to sign a contract, and Nuonuo became the official anchor (Sahuahua).

Can Xiao Xiannan overcome the obstacles and attend the family banquet with Nuo Nuo?More exciting, all at 18:00 tomorrow!

Mao Tao stole the flowers and gave them to everyone ~ Bow and thank you ~