A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife - Chapter 3778
”Go hard, don’t let him down.” Mo Yanchen stretched out his hand, put it on his shoulder, and patted lightly.
Don’t ask and leaned there, and laughed in a low voice: “Miyazawa, you really gave up your property. After you go home, the old man must have beaten you to a disability.”
“Tomorrow, I will take him back to City C and walk around! Go to some other places…” Miyazawa whispered.
“So, there is something about the Gong family, and I have to trouble Mo Shao to take care of it. After all, you are also one of the bosses of the Gong family…” Miyazawa hurriedly asked.
Mo Yanchen listened and took a sip of coffee: “Miyazawa, you came today, did you get me a set?”
“Haha.” Miyazawa smiled without answering.
First give Mo Shuinan the contract and let Mo Yanchen act as his agent, and then he can go on vacation!
”Young Master.” At this moment, a bodyguard ran in outside and said to Miyazawa: “The old man was carrying something and went to Miss Wang’s house to propose a marriage.”
”Bang” Miyazawa listened, stood up abruptly, couldn’t believe it, turned and looked at him: “What did you say?”
“Gong, the old man went to propose marriage.” The bodyguard said.
Miyazawa’s face turned ugly, and he said in a deep voice, “No wonder you pushed me away and asked me to come to Moyuan quickly, because I wanted to make trouble! Me and her… haven’t gotten there yet.”
The old man is anxious and wants to hug his grandson! Therefore, Pi Dian ran away, and if others didn’t recognize him, he would definitely throw him out.
Mo Wen and Mo Yanchen looked at each other, they both laughed silently and kept silent.
”I’ll take a look.” Miyazawa said, turned and walked out, leaving with the bodyguard.
“As for the character of the old man, Miyazawa will be bachelor in this life.” Mo Wen smiled and said, after looking at the contract, there was nothing unusual before he put it back in place.
Mo Yanchen sipped his coffee, but said nothing.
“Hey, yes.” Mo Wen’s phone rang, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Yanchen, stared at him, got up and walked downstairs.
Mo Yanchen sat in the study alone, called the adjutant to learn about the troops, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtains.
With a sound of “boom”, the curtains opened, and the sun came in.
His tall figure stood there, looking not far away, only Shen Chengjing and Mo Shuinan, Mo Qingcheng, little things having fun on the grass.
Mo Yanchen hung up the phone, pursed his lips in a **** arc, turned and walked downstairs.
Mo Wengang continued the call and walked diagonally across.
“Aqi.” Mo Wen strode in, opened the door, and saw the sun just right. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a tall woman was standing on the carpet with bare feet. She was wearing a loose skirt, bent over and black. Her hair is scattered on the side.
She bent over, arranged the beautiful flowers, put them in the vase, and took up the scissors to decorate them.
“Aqi.” Mo Wen strode forward, came to her side, stretched out his arm to hold her body tightly, stretched his big palm forward, covering her jade hand, gently holding her hand.
The handsome face of the man was close to her, and his lips moved forward, kissing her hair.
“Aqi.” His low voice kept whispering in her ear.
An Luoqi sorted out the flowers, she raised her head, and the man’s face was rubbing against her face, and the scorching breath sprayed on the side of her face.
“I really miss you, I don’t want to leave for half a step.” Mo Wen said affectionately.
Emotion is very strange, the longer it gets, the stronger it gets, like old wine, the better it tastes! With An Luoqi, his life is getting more and more enjoyable.
“Why are you back? Isn’t there something to deal with?” An Luoqi turned around, leaned back, and whispered.