Cold CEO With Warm Love - Chapter 338

Her mother’s mouth is very powerful. Once she talks about it, it’s endless. The old accounts of decades ago can be found out and you can’t say a word back.

Mo Qingling remembers that once before, Mo Tingdong didn’t know how to annoy song Qiaoyuan. It seems that song Qiaoyuan left song Qiaoyuan in the cold for several days because he came back from work too late. He stayed in the study all the time. Later, Mo Tingdong couldn’t stand being left out by her. He took the initiative to talk to her for forgiveness, and then

Then song Qiaoyuan pulled out all those decades old accounts, and all those things that were repressed at the bottom of her heart because of some reasons were said, which broke out at one time. She didn’t dare to say a word back to Mo Tingdong.

Since then, Mo Tingdong never dares not to go home beyond nine o’clock in the evening.

Song Zhicheng looks at Mo Xiuchen, who is so silent by song Qiaoyuan that he doesn’t say a word back. Then he looks at Mo Qingling, who is so smiling that he nods.

“Of course, except for your work.” Mo Qingling is considerate, “but I didn’t give a reasonable explanation for coming back so late after work. I won’t be lenient.”

For her understanding, song Zhicheng expressed some satisfaction.

He is a doctor. He can get off work on time, but sometimes he can’t, because you can’t predict how long a certain operation will take.

Song Qiaoyuan said almost, relieved, and then got up from the sofa, “well, your father also came down, eat first, wait for Yiyi to wake up and take her for a walk, these days have been staying at home, she must be bored.”

Mo Xiu Chen lightly should a, get up to walk toward the dining table there.

Mo Tingdong turned from the stairs and went to his side. He asked casually, “did your mother say you?”

“……” Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked at him, nodded, and then saw the appearance of Mo Tingdong’s grinning mouth. Mo Xiuchen said coldly: “we’re almost the same. It’s better to smile at yourself than me.”

The smile on the face of Mo Ting East suddenly a stiff, stare Mo Xiu Chen’s back figure in the heart secretly scolded a few smelly boy.

After breakfast, song Qiaoyuan left with her relatives. Aunt Tang rushed home last night, and all the other servants went back for the New Year holiday. Besides Mo Xiuchen, Wen Yiyi was still sleeping in the huge presidential palace.

Because of what song Qiaoyuan said before, Mo Xiuchen went to the study to reflect on himself after eating.

Until the door of the next bedroom was opened from the inside, there was a sound. Mo Xiuchen stood up from the chair and walked out.

Just open the door, see Wen Yiyi back to her to the stairs.

“Where to?” He asked in a cold voice, stopping Wen Yiyi’s pace.

She turned and looked at him with a slight blink: “didn’t you go?”

She remembers that song Qiaoyuan said yesterday that they would go to his second uncle’s house today.

But how

“Well.” Mo Xiuchen lightly answered a, three steps and two steps walk to her body, one hand pulls up her soft small hand, one hand encircles her slender waist, slowly walk down.

Wen Yiyi looked up at him, a pair of clear eyes slowly blinking, quietly waiting for his explanation.

Mo Xiu Chen low Mou glanced at her, bent over her pink eyelid son to kiss next, voice shallow say: “didn’t go, accompany you at home.”

Oh, she said, pretending not to care on the surface, but she was so happy that she couldn’t help herself.