Suddenly, an awkward atmosphere condensed in the air.

Zhu Wuwu pretended not to understand, and smiled at him: "Brother Yunlang, you have always loved my little sister, thank you." ”

"Qianyu, you don't know what your mother is up to, right?" Lin Yunlang deliberately made his words clear.

"Brother Yunlang, don't worry about my mother's thoughts, she doesn't know about our situation. In my heart, you are a brother, although you are not related by blood, you are closer than your own brother, of course, I also know that you have always regarded me as a little sister. ”

"Then I'm going to say you're not right?" Lin Yunlang looked straight ahead, but there was no hint of ridicule in his tone.

Today's Lin Yunlang is wearing a light blue shirt, looking capable and refreshing. One of his hands was on the steering wheel, and the other hand was naturally falling, seemingly careless, but the aura on his body was very sharp.

Zhu Wuwu hurriedly shifted her gaze, for some reason she always felt that today's Lin Yunlang made her a little uncomfortable, perhaps because the aura of aggression was too strong.

"By the way, Brother Yun Lang, are you going to treat me to a French dinner in a while?" Zhu Wuwu smiled lightly, "Then I'm welcome." ”

"You're changing the subject." Lin Yunlang parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the double flash.

Zhu Wuwu was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the air in the cramped car had become thinner.

Lin Yunlang's well-defined jawline was almost perfect, and his pursed lips moved: "A thousand words." ”

"Well, what's wrong?" Zhu Wuwu turned his head to look at him.

Lin Yunlang sighed: "Qianyu, I admit that you have changed, but in some aspects, you are not shrewd enough. ”

"For example?"

"I don't think you can't understand what I'm saying, and you can't know what your mother thinks in her heart, you're just blindly running away from my feelings, right?"

Zhu Wuwu's eyes dodged, and he said: "Brother Yunlang, it's so stuffy in the car!" ”

"Let's go down and blow the wind." Lin Yunlang proposed.

Cars in the suburbs were already scarce, so the two got out of the car and leaned on the railing to watch the scenery.

By the river, a man and a woman looked at the river and were silent for a while, and no one spoke.

"Brother Yunlang, I'm not worthy of you." Zhu Wuwu turned his head to him.

She only reached the position of his shoulder, and the height difference between Meng Meng and Meng looked like a good match.

The corners of Lin Yunlang's mouth raised slightly: "In my eyes, you are worthy of anyone." ”

Xu is his words were too straightforward, Zhu Wuwu lowered his head, and his eyelashes trembled: "How can there be?" ”

The long eyelashes were like a brush sweeping on Lin Yunlang's heart, inexplicably with an itch.

Lin Yunlang's gaze unconsciously fell on her chest, plump and white, concave and convex, making it difficult for him to take his eyes off for a while.

"Qianyu, you know what, your change is from head to toe, from the inside out. If you weren't enough to tempt me in the past, you can do it now. ”

Lin Yunlang didn't tell her the truth, even if he was worried about the past, he inexplicably had a preference for her.

This preference is highly counterintuitive, but it happens anyway.

"You're exaggerating, aren't you?" Zhu Wuwu's expression was with a hint of resistance.

Lin Yunlang smiled: "Allow me to be a hooligan, just take the body as an example, compared to before, you are more plump and sexy now, and it is more deadly to men." ”

With the unpleasant experience of the airport last time, in my spare time, I wish you no less to go to the gym. In addition to the vest line, her breasts are like a second development, which is indeed a lot bigger.

Choppy doesn't count, but the attraction to men doesn't diminish at all.

Even Mo Sihan shouldn't have any picks and weaknesses about her figure, right?

Lin Yunlang's meticulous observation did make her a little embarrassed.

Zhu Wuwu followed the direction of his gaze and realized that his outfit was too open today.

Zhu Wuwu put his hands around his chest and smiled awkwardly: "I like things that can make me confident." ”

Lin Yunlang said with a determined gaze: "And I like you who are confident." ”

Lin Yunlang's offensive at the moment is too strong, and Zhu Wuwu almost can't parry.

"Brother Yunlang, what's wrong with you today?" Zhu Wuwu is a little overwhelmed.

Lin Yunlang's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see her through, and said aggressively: "What if I say that I chose to confess to you today, is it because I have been planning for a long time?" ”

Zhu Wuwu was shocked, and suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe: "Brother Yunlang, you know my details clearly, do you really think you won't mind my past?" ”

"Don't mind."

"Even if you don't mind, I do. I've always thought of you as a brother and never had any other thoughts. ”

"From now on, I allow you to think of me in other ways." Lin Yunlang smiled at her confidently, "Is it okay from today?" ”

Zhu Wuwu frowned and was defenseless.

Seeing her sad face, Lin Yunlang's heart softened, and he sneered: "Okay, let's go eat first." ”

When she went back, the absent-minded Zhu Wuwu almost fell, but fortunately, Lin Yunlang quickly helped her, so she didn't look foreign.

It seems that today's Lin Yunlang really scared her.

……

Jincheng Moshi Building

In the conference room, everyone is discussing the plan of the "Rongfeng" project.

Mo Sihan held his cheeks as usual and listened carefully to the opinions of all parties.

Today, he wears a white shirt with a simple but slim cut, which sets off his slender figure perfectly and slender.

This white color also adds a touch of softness to the contours of his face, and the whole person looks a little more kind and a little less aggressive.

Although the people of Mo Sihan are sitting here, their minds are not here.

A few days ago, he was on a business trip to Dubai, and he saw that woman with his own eyes - Lin Qianyu.

It's a pity that the woman whose whereabouts are unknown slipped away from under his nose like this.

Mo Sihan was annoyed by this, and was about to send someone to Dubai to inquire about her whereabouts. As it happens, just this morning, he saw a report about her in a magazine.

After two years of not seeing each other, the daughter of the Lin family became a famous wedding dress designer, and won the grand prize of the International Wedding Dress Competition in one fell swoop.

A recent interview about her was also published in the magazine. In the interview, she said that she is about to return to China to develop, open her own studio, and create her own wedding dress brand.

It can't be such a coincidence, right? But she's also a wedding dress designer?

In this way, Mo Sihan's interest in her is even stronger.

Mo Sihan said hello to his friend who worked at the airport in advance, and once there was information about her boarding, he would be notified as soon as possible.

The phone screen lit up, and Mo Sihan went out to answer a call.

The call was from the teacher of the Little Youth League Kindergarten, and after Mo Sihan answered the phone, he drove to the kindergarten.

Since his grandmother passed away a year ago, the responsibility of taking care of the Little Youth League has fallen on Mo Sihan.

In just one year, he has changed from a novice father who doesn't know anything to a qualified daughter slave.

From the children's food, clothing, housing and transportation to and from school, he did a good job.

In the morning, as soon as Xiaoqingtuan woke up, Mo Sihan would dress her, brush her teeth, coax her to breakfast, and then send her to kindergarten before going to work in the company.

After work, Mo Sihan would put aside unnecessary entertainment, rush home to have dinner with Xiaoqingtuan, and play games with her.

It wasn't until he finished telling the bedtime story to Xiaoqingtuan and coaxing her to sleep that he would continue to return to the study to work.

What the little youth group likes and what they don't like, Mo Sihan knows it well.

I think that at the beginning, when his grandmother entrusted the Little Youth League to Mo Sihan before she died, his heart was resistant.

He was not mentally prepared to be a father at all, and now he has perfectly adapted to the role of a father.

Compared with tens of millions of project orders, the thing Mo Sihan is most afraid of is the crying of the little youth group.

Although Xiaoqingtuan looks pink, she is a timid little crying bag.

Mo Sihan's face was a little more serious, and she would cry non-stop.

Mo Sihan's body was worn away little by little in the process of accompanying the Little Youth League.

In the car, Mo Sihan's face was so black that it could almost drip water. Yan Qing had done his best to drive the car to the fastest speed, but his boss still had a tense face, and it looked very scary.

Ten minutes later, kindergarten arrived.

Mo Sihan opened the car door and walked in.

As soon as he thought that his little youth group might be crying, Mo Sihan's heart kept dripping blood.

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Sihan walked to the door of the class, he heard the cry of the little youth group.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

For the crying of the Little Youth League, Mo Sihan didn't mention how sensitive he was, he could hear it in the next room.

Mo Sihan's heart twitched, pushed open the door, and walked into the classroom with a serious expression.

Some timid children were so frightened that they cried when they saw such a terrible uncle trespassing in the classroom and thought he was a bad person.

All of a sudden, the cries rose and fell, and the teachers also got busy, coaxing this and that.

Mo Sihan bent down to pick up Xiao Qingtuan and coaxed her: "Xiao Qingtuan, tell Dad why are you crying?" ”

The little youth group was still sobbing there, as if they had been greatly wronged.

The teacher hurriedly came over and explained: "Little Youth League Dad, let's go out and talk." ”

in the hallway.

Mo Sihan looked serious: "Is someone bullying my little youth group?" ”

His guilty reasoning made the teacher nervous for a while.

The teacher waved his hand again and again: "No, Xiaoqingtuan Dad, you listen to me explain to you, we were in class at the time, Xiaoqingtuan suddenly cried, our teacher can't coax it well." So we had to call you and ask you to come over. ”

At this time, Xiao Qingtuan stopped crying, her little head was lying on Mo Sihan's shoulder obediently, and her eyes blinked like a cute doll.

Mo Sihan asked Xiao Qingtuan softly: "Xiao Qingtuan, tell Dad, why are you crying today?" ”

Xiao Qingtuan's small mouth was deflated, and a few tears swirled in his eyes again.

Mo Sihan saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately stopped: "Okay, Dad doesn't ask, is it okay for Dad to take Xiaoqingtuan to eat cake?" ”

Xiao Qingtuan nodded like pounding garlic.

The teacher breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Father of the Little Youth League, then you can take the Little Youth League back today." ”

Mo Sihan hugged the little youth group and left without even saying hello.

It's not that he deliberately put up a fight, he really doesn't have the mood to take care of others, and now in his eyes, he only has his precious daughter.

When coaxing Xiaoqingtuan to sleep at night, Mo Sihan finally got words out of her mouth.

It turned out that what I learned in today's textbook was a story about my mother, and when Xiaoqingtuan thought that she didn't have a mother, she cried sadly.

A child without a mother is really pitiful, even if it is rich and well-fed? She still lacks a sense of security in her heart because she doesn't have a mother. The little youth group cries at every turn, and it is estimated that it has something to do with it.

Coming out of the children's room, Mo Sihan's heart ached.

I don't know why, Xiaoqingtuan would cry when she saw Su Lan, which made Mo Sihan see her less and less.

Mo Sihan was thinking: It's really not good, it's okay to find someone who looks like it, as long as the little youth group likes it, he doesn't care.

Mo Sihan's mind thought of the woman again.