707. The pit is 707 meters deep: Your husband has come to check the post, do you want to fight back?
"Do you think the clothes on your body can represent your dad on behalf of Momen?" Mo Ye glanced at her with disgust, her handsome face was very cold, "It's your business to lose your father's face, don't want to lose my face." β
Tang Xiaonuo glanced down at the clothes on his body and did not refute.
Mo Ye took her to buy an evening dress, and then made a simple look, because she was pregnant, she basically didn't wear much makeup, and she also painted her eyebrows with a little lip gloss.
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At about six o'clock, Caesar looked at the time under the computer, his eyes narrowed, he picked up the mobile phone that was resting on the side, and said indifferently after connecting it, "Did she go back?" β
"There is no second son."
Caesar was silent for a moment, but then asked, "What did she do?" β
"Go to Mr. Feder's cocktail party, and talk to ...... Ink less together. "She's with Mo Ye?" Caesar asked coldly, "You don't know that she's with Mo Ye?" β
"That...... You didn't ask. "Obviously aggrieved," the young lady should have gone instead of her father, with Mo Shao...... Isn't it normal? β
Caesar smashed the phone directly, pinching the body of the phone with his fingers, and maintained this action for nearly five minutes before he walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling window and dialed her expressionlessly.
Mo Ye didn't want to answer when the phone rang, Tang Xiaonuo's skirt was splashed with a glass of red wine by a naΓ―ve woman, Fei De only had to take her to change her clothes in person, and she handed over the phone to him for safekeeping before she left.
Obviously, the man who rang the phone had good perseverance, and if the phone was not answered, he could blow up the phone, and a sneer appeared on his lips, he snorted, took it and picked it up, and his deep voice restored his coldness, "Which one." β
Caesar almost twisted the phone in his hand.
Yanran called his mobile phone to make her unhappy, and she had to return it to him, right?
"Ask Tang Xiaonuo to answer the phone." οΌ
"Arnold went to change his clothes." Mo Ye held the mobile phone, listening to the man's tense and patient voice on the phone, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Is there anything to find her, I'll tell her later." β
The triumphant tone was so obvious that it was clearly shown to him.
He had 10,000 reasons to believe that Tang Xiaonuo would not mess around with a man no matter how angry he was, but no matter how high-definition and uncensored his cognition was, he couldn't dissipate the burning flames in his chest, he lowered his voice and said word by word, "Ask Tang Xiaonuo to answer the phone." β
"Arnold has changed his clothes. Mo Ye curled the corners of his lips, and it was very rare to show a pleasant smile, "Master Caesar, are you deaf?" β
"Change of clothes?" Caesar looked at the tiny pedestrians and vehicles under the office building and smiled sarcastically, "What else do you want to hint at me?" Mo Shao, Tang Xiaonuo hasn't taken a fancy to you in the past 20 years, and now she can't look down on you either. β
Mo Ye smiled slightly, understating it very lightly, "Really? I haven't taken a fancy to her in the past 20 years, but now I look at her, she is being heartbroken by a man who cheated in marriage, what you did is not the same level as what Gu Rui did at the beginning. β
"Mo Ye," the woman's voice came from the phone, with a little smile, "Are you holding my phone?" Who's calling? After a pause, he hadn't heard Mo Ye's answer, and heard Tang Xiaonuo ask, "Does this look good on me?" Mrs. Fayde's gown doesn't have my size, and I wear it at the waist, where I wear it at the smallest, is it a bit big, obvious? β
"This old-fashioned is more suitable for you." Mo Ye said seriously, "You won't be splashed with red wine if you wear this." β οΌ
"You haven't told me yet, who are you going to call with my phone?"
The phone was cut off in a second, and Mo Ye calmly handed her the phone, "Your husband has come to check the post, do you want to call back?" β
Tang Xiaonuo took it, the screen was locked, and she put it in her handbag, "No need, what else can he say besides catching me and asking Liu Yanran about it." β
Caesar listened to the hung up call and redialed it almost without thinking.
The phone rang and hung up before it was picked up, "What's the matter?" β
"Tang Xiaonuo." The man read her name, breathing heavily, and his voice was unusually low, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.
She frowned and said with a slight sneer, "Where is Liu Yanran?" Are you a man who won't look for it yourself? β
"I told you to be back before six o'clock."
"I also remember that I didn't seem to say I was going back before six o'clock."
Caesar was silent for another five seconds, his eyes dark, "Tang Xiaonuo, I haven't divorced you yet, you can't wait to find your next home now?" β
"Huh."
"Go back right away."
She said lightly, "If there's nothing else to do, just hang it." β
"Tang Xiaonuo!" In vain, the voice was raised, and the son of Caesar seemed to be really angry.
He was responded to with a decisive and neat hang-up busy tone.
The phone is finally still distorted.
After Tang Xiaonuo hung up the phone, he turned the vibration to mute, and then put it in his bag, and took a piece of cake handed over by Mo Ye, "This is matcha cake, pregnant women can eat it." β
She took it, took a bite and smiled at him, teasing, "You know that, too?" β
"I asked the waiter. β
"It tastes good, I ate late for lunch, and I'll go eat something after the party."
Mo Ye's eyes were slightly darker, but his tone was still very casual, "I'll go with you." β
"Okay." Tang Xiaonuo sat down, holding a fork in one hand, and ate the cake intently.
"Mrs. Feder likes you very much, and Mr. Feder said he wanted us to stay for the night." Mo Ye held the foot of the goblet between his fingers, the red liquid swayed, and occasionally lowered his head to take a sip, "Do you want to stay?" Or will I send you back? β
"Okay." Tang Xiaonuo said indifferently, "I'll keep people's enthusiasm." β
A piece of cake that is not big or small, Tang Xiaonuo eats it very slowly, and occasionally instructs him to pour a glass of water, and when he finishes eating, it is already half an hour later.
The woman looked up at him and smiled, "Their cake chef is really good, better than anything I've ever eaten before." β
"You're really," Mo Ye looked at the cake foam on her lips with disgust, "Can you restrain yourself in public?" Haven't you learned etiquette? Eat a mouthful of cake, how old are you? β
As she spoke, she stretched out her long arm and pulled out a tissue, wiping her fingers gently for her.
"I rarely eat cake...... Tang Xiaonuo couldn't help but retort, "You give me the paper, and I'll do it myself." β
Wiping your mouth is still a little more intimate.
Mo Ye glanced at her with disgust again, "Still moving, waiting to be watched?" β
Tang Xiaonuo was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to grab the paper in his hand, but before his wrist was raised, he was clasped by a hand that didn't know where to reach out, and her whole body was dragged back, and then her back hit the man's chest.
The familiar breath stained her nose, and when she looked up, she saw a deep and gloomy handsome face, and the depths of her eyes were shattered with a ghostly light that longed to tear her apart.