Chapter 212: Black Chicken Soup Greatly Nourishes Blood
"Bo Youlin, you're thinking too much, although I don't like Ye Rouxin, but I'm not so despicable as to attack the child in her belly!"
"Who knows what your intentions are!" Bo Youlin narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at her, his eyes revealing disbelief.
"Enron, what's wrong?" Mo Shike also followed, and when he saw this situation, he asked nervously.
"It's fine." Ye Anran said calmly.
"Hello, Mr. Mo." Ye Rouxin had already greeted her gently, and then 'giggled': "No wonder I said that my sister was so impulsive just now, it turned out to be the reason for dining with Mr. Mo!" β
Ye Rouxin's words were vague and ambiguous, and she glanced at Mo Shike meaningfully after speaking.
Mo Shike had already regained his coldness and calmness, looked at her, and nodded lightly: "Hello." β
Bo Youlin's eyes looked at Mo Shike.
The name Mo Shike is not unfamiliar to him.
Didn't Ye Anran use him as a stand-in for this man before?
Unexpectedly, this man actually appeared?
His eyes darkened a little, and he looked at Mo Shike carefully.
Mo Shike felt his gaze, so he bowed slightly and asked politely, "Who is this?" β
"This is my fiancΓ©, Bo Youlin."
Mo Shike then understood why this man seemed to be a little hostile to him.
Ye Anran said lightly: "You guys talk slowly, I'll go first." β
"Enron, you wait for me." Mo Shike chased after him.
Bo Youlin looked at their backs, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Ye Rouxin gently pulled Bo Youlin to hint at her existence. At this time, she hated Ye Anran so much, and she didn't understand that Ye Anran didn't look like a country and a city, why did Bo Youlin never forget her?
"Mo Shike appeared, and I don't know if An Ran's marriage with your uncle can be maintained!" Ye Rouxin deliberately sighed lightly and said.
"The woman of the watery poplar! ~" Bo Youlin said coldly, his tone was extremely vicious.
As soon as he thought of being a stand-in for this man, he felt extremely angry, and his face was completely unbearable.
Ye Rouxin's eyes flashed with a touch of pride, but she deliberately sighed: "I hope my sister won't think about it!" β
"That's none of our business, Ye Anran is restless, and the uncle is asking for it!" Bo Youlin gently hugged her and walked towards the restaurant.
"No matter how good Mo Shike is, my sister shouldn't be like this." Ye Rouxin shook her head, and the two walked in together.
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"Enron, what happened just now is my fault, I'm too impulsive, I just ...... I just couldn't control myself for a while, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you......"
"Shike, there are some things that you can only figure out by yourself, and I don't know how to tell you, but my attitude is here, I love my husband, he is very good to me, I will not divorce him." Ye Anran didn't know what to do to persuade Mo Shike to retire.
What she was more worried about at this time was what would happen if Uncle Bo returned to China and saw Mo Shike?
I couldn't help but panic.
Obviously, she didn't do anything wrong, but she was worried that her uncle would misunderstand.
"Enron, I also have an attitude and will not give up." Mo Shike said softly, but his tone was very resolute.
Ye Anran walked in front of him, turned his back to him, and took a deep breath: "If your so-called love is to disrupt my current life and make me unhappy, then Shi Ke, is it still called love?" β
"......" Mo Shike was speechless for a while.
Ye Anran had already walked into Shi's company quickly, and when he walked into the front hall, he saw Charlie just at the front desk resting.
"Second wife." Charlie called respectfully.
"Charlie, why are you here?" Ye Anran was a little flustered inexplicably, and glanced back at Mo Shike's direction.
"The housekeeper made American ginseng black chicken soup over there, and I just went back to the villa to help the second master get a copy of the information, so I sent it to you by the way." Charlie said and handed the thermos pot in his hand to Ye Anran.
"Black chicken soup? I didn't let the housekeeper do it, did I? Ye Anran looked at the black chicken soup with American ginseng in Charlie's hand with some surprise.
"The second master is worried about your body, second wife, so I asked the housekeeper to do it, originally I wanted the driver to send it to you." Charlie chuckled.
Ye Anran showed a warm smile on his face and took the thermos pot.
"Then the second wife, if there is nothing wrong, I will flash first." Charlie laughed.
"Well, I'm sorry for you."
"The second wife is polite when she says this, I just hope that the second wife will coax me well when the second master comes back, don't you know, I said something about leaking my mouth last night, and when the second master comes back, he will definitely KO me!"
After Charlie maintained his seriousness for a few seconds, he began to be funny again, with a bitter expression on his face, which made Ye Anran smile and nodded: Okay, I know, if the second master dares to KO you, I will KO him! β
"With the words of the second wife, I am relieved!" Charlie laughed.
When he turned around and walked out of the hall, he glanced at Mo Shike, and then turned around and got into the car.
What a rival!
First lovers, as soon as they meet, they send all kinds of flowers and chocolates, and they are pestered everywhere.
It is said that women are afraid of pestering the man......
The second master is also in danger~~
Why does Charlie feel happy for some reason?
If it weren't for the second master's injury now, he would definitely definitely laugh loudly.
Because I have been abused too badly by the second master recently!!
Mo Shike watched Ye Anran enter the elevator, and then reluctantly turned around.
The assistant followed from a distance with a few bodyguards, and only then did he come closer: "Your Excellency, are you going back to the hotel now or do you have any arrangements?" β
"Enron's location is by the window, right? You go and arrange it right away, I'm going to be in the same position on the opposite floor. Mo Shike pursed his thin lips and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, my subordinates will do it." The assistant answered, turned around and went to arrange.
Ye Anran sat at the window, enjoying the scenery outside the window, drinking American ginseng black chicken soup, and sending a message to Uncle Bo.
[Uncle, American ginseng black chicken soup is so delicious! ] Would you like a bite? γ
[Drink a little more to replenish qi and blood.] γ
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Ye Anran inexplicably felt that this pot of black chicken soup had ulterior motives?
Because her great aunt just left yesterday.
[Let the housekeeper arrange what you want to eat, and don't lose yourself in the days when I'm away.] γ
[I just eat in the company cafeteria, why is it so troublesome, I have to have someone send it here.] γ
[With so many salaries hired, which one do you calculate is more wasteful?] γ
Ye Anran felt that this kind of persuasion must be accepted.
Indeed, the salaries of housekeepers and servants are very high, and if they are folded down, it is really a waste to not let them do it and choose to eat out by themselves!
[Dinner must be eaten at home, and also, let them make some soup at noon, or you can also ask them to deliver the meal directly.] γ