Chapter 587: A Narrow Encounter
The mood for writing a paper today is gone, and the first draft of the paper has more than 8,000 words, Mo Yan decided to go to Joey to relax.
She now knows how to drive and has a driver's license, and the Wang family has two cars left in the garage, one is a special car for Mi Zhi, and the other is a scooter for housekeeping to buy things. Mo Yan borrowed the scooter, and after talking to Mi Zhi, he drove to find Joey.
It was also a coincidence, Mo Yan just parked the car and got out of the car, and met Xu Qinglai, who came to pick up the car.
"Tsk. Who is this? Driving such a small broken car, laughing to death, is the Wang family so strong? Xu Qinglai smiled heartily proudly.
Joey's porcelain company headquarters is rented in one of the most prestigious office buildings in the city.
In terms of family background, Xu Qinglai is indeed qualified to mock anyone she meets. The Tang family can be called the richest man in the city, and the Xu family is also a very solid family.
Mo Yan didn't tell the difference, locked the car and left.
was about to leave, but was suddenly pulled by Xu Qinglai: "You didn't bring ears, or didn't you bring politeness?" I'll talk to you! Old schoolmate! β
Mo Yan brushed Xu Qinglai's hand away: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to leave." β
Xu Qinglai turned around: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll accompany you for a while." I'm most familiar with this building. My husband's property. I know you're married, and I'm married. Coincidentally, we also got our certificates on the same day. You and Wang Chengyou were so excited that day that it didn't seem like they saw us at all. It doesn't matter, we can look at each other's diamond rings and share the joy of getting married. β
Xu Qinglai raised his hand, revealing the huge diamond ring between his fingers.
Mo Yan was in a hurry, wanting to get rid of Xu Qinglai, who was wearing a ten-centimeter slender root.
Xu Qinglai finally met someone who could show off + bully, so she refused to be dumped so easily, she trotted to keep up with Mo Yan, and grabbed Mo Yan's hand coldly.
Mo Yan's small diamond ring was revealed.
Xu Qinglai's eyes widened in surprise, and he screamed in an exaggerated voice: "No! Your wedding ring is so small! Make no mistake! Is this how Wang Chengyou loves you? It's too perfunctory, right? Even if he is reluctant to spend money for you, is he not afraid of being embarrassed if you wear such a shabby ring? β
Mo Yan retracted his hand, his hand was stuck by Xu Qinglai, and he couldn't retract it at all.
How could Xu Qinglai miss such an opportunity to mock Mo Yan with real evidence! She held Mo Yan's hand, and had the posture of opening the Kun bag and taking out her mobile phone to take a picture of Mo Yan's ring.
Mo Yan was embarrassed.
It's not that I'm afraid of Xu Qinglai taking pictures, but when the two of them were pulling, I don't know when a person appeared behind Xu Qinglai. It's none other than Xu Qinglai's husband, a writer.
Mo Yan dodged his gaze everywhere, and the past came to his heart, and he had mixed tastes for a while. In reality, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shrink her hand, on the contrary, the more she struggled, the harder Xu Qinglai stuck her wrist.
Suddenly, a warmth enveloped her hand. She looked over in surprise, at the writer who was holding her hand, and forgot to react for a moment.
The writer was attracted by Xu Qinglai's hidden high-spirited screams, and halfway through, he found that Mo Yan was standing opposite Xu Qinglai. He originally turned his head to leave, but he couldn't help but approach step by step.
Xu Qinglai's words, he listened to every word in his ears.
Intellectually, he knew that there must be another reason, not as Xu Qinglai said, but his heart couldn't help but feel sorry for Mo Yan. Seeing that Mo Yan couldn't struggle, he took a step forward, grabbed her hand, and couldn't help but break Xu Qinglai's hand.
Xu Qinglai was shocked by his strength and recklessness, but looking at it again, Wen Hao had already let go of Mo Yan's hand, and the situation was like Wen Hao pulling away her own hand.
Wenhao let go of Mo Yan's hand and held Xu Qinglai's hand. Xu Qinglai's surprise instantly turned into sweetness.
"I'm sorry." The writer said to Mo Yan. There was indescribable tenderness in the tone.
Mo Yan somehow lowered his head. She was clearly going to move forward, but now she turned and walked backwards.
Wenhao pulled Xu Qinglai and turned forward. Xu Qinglai refused to leave: "Hey, my car, my car is parked over there." β
"I'll send you." Wenhao interrupted her.
When Xu Qinglai heard this, he immediately made a bird and took the arm of the writer.
"What just happened?" Wenhao pressed his eyebrows and asked Xu Qinglai. Xu Qinglai added oil and vinegar to speak.
"Wang Chengyou chased Mo Yan for six or seven years before marrying him, and there is no such thing as you think that he is reluctant to spend money for her. Although the diamond of the ring is small, there must be another reason. Wenhao said. He can be regarded as standing in line.
Xu Qinglai looked at him: "Husband, you are so good!" Worthy of the president! The thinking is broad, fair, and so generous! β
Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.
The writer couldn't help but laugh.
After marriage, he and Xu Qinglai were quite harmonious. Although he couldn't make a heart-to-heart, Xu Qinglai was able to fulfill his wife's responsibilities perfectly. All the lady diplomacy, she did a good job.
The writer didn't need her to open up territory for him, but since she had this talent, he was also happy to give her some tasks. When she took the task he gave to contact the wives in the officialdom, the writer would also think that if his wife was Mo Yan, he would not be willing to let her step into the gray area in a daze.
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Anyway, Mo Yan went to find Joey, who was vomiting at the toilet.
The secretary knocked on the door to report, but Joey didn't hear it.
Relying on his deep friendship with Joey, Mo Yan pushed the office door unknowingly and entered Joey's office.
"Gross-"
"Vomitβ"
There is only the sound of vomiting, but they do not listen to the vomit coming out.
Mo Yan hurriedly walked to the bathroom: "Joey, are you okay?" β
Joey pale and staggered to his feet: "It's okay. My mother, I have been a little evil in the past two days, and I always want to vomit, but I can't vomit. What are you doing here? β
Mo Yan looked at Joey's pale little face, and then at Joey's flat lower abdomen, and said unknowingly: "You can't be pregnant, right?" β
Joey was drinking water, and when she heard Mo Yan's words, she took out a mouthful of water with "poof", and she pointed at Mo Yan, and "hahaha" laughed, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. But if you laugh and laugh, you can't laugh.
"No! You've got to do something with me! Joey decisively threw the glass of water on the desk.
"No, no!" Mo Yan retreated and retreated to the glass door of the office in one breath, "I won't accompany you to have a second child." That's cruel! β
Joey rolled his eyes: "What do you think!" I just want you to accompany me to buy a pregnancy test. β
Two hours later, Mo Yan and Joey finally bought a pregnancy test after several brazen attempts.
Mo Yan sat on Joey's desk, his feet clattering on his desk legs.
Joey lay on his back on the guest couch.
The pregnancy test stick in Mo Yan's hand gradually turned into two bars.
"Joey, do you want to hear good news, or bad news." Mo Yan looked at the two bars that indicated a successful pregnancy and asked Joey.
"Nonsense. Good news, of course! Joey replied with a wicked voice.
"The good news is that you're pregnant, or isn't you?"