Moth's Building

The conference room was full of people, and the people below kept making reports, and Mo Sihan, who was the leader, supported his chin with one hand and did not smile.

At work, he is a perfectionist and does not tolerate the slightest mistake.

Working under such a strict boss, the people below are naturally trembling.

Even so, the company's turnover rate is still very low, who makes the company's benefits good.

"Stop."

The audience was silent.

Mo Sihan's sharp gaze swept over Manager Wang, and said solemnly: "Lin's real estate's sales data this quarter has declined, Manager Wang, don't tell me the reason, I only look at the data." I repeat, sales numbers are tied to the numbers that you end up pocketing. After the meeting, Manager Wang, you will stay for a while. ”

"Okay, Mr. Mo." Manager Wang was already scared into a cold sweat.

"Go on." Mo Sihan retracted his gaze and continued to listen to the report.

"Whew!"

The screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, and more than a dozen photos were transmitted along with it.

Mo Sihan's fingers slid slightly, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

Five minutes later, Mo Sihan stood up from his chair: "Today's meeting will be held here first, and the meeting will be adjourned." ”

"Mr. Mo." Manager Wang followed and handed him a document that needed to be signed.

Mo Sihan lowered his head, and the action of signing in his hand did not pause: "Manager Wang, you go back today, and I'll talk to you another day." ”

Manager Wang was relieved and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, Mr. Mo."

On the president's special elevator, Mo Sihan continued to flip through the photos sent by the group of private detectives.

This time, I took a photo of Zhu Wuwu getting off Lin Yunlang's car and going back to the hotel.

An hour ago, the nanny called and said that Xiaoqingtuan had been crying and crying to find her mother.

Since the last time Xiaoqingtuan saw Zhu Wuwu, she has become the mother of his daughter. But she's good, and she spends her days eyebrowning with other men.

As soon as he thought of this, the anger in Mo Sihan's chest rushed up again, and his handsome face was so black that he could almost drip ink.

In the underground garage, Yan Qing drove early and waited at the elevator entrance.

"Where are you going?"

"Go home."

The dialogue between the master and the servant is concise, and they can say one word and never say the second.

The Little Youth League kept making trouble at home, and Mo Sihan naturally didn't have the heart to go to work again.

The car "swished", like an arrow off the string, and rushed out.

……

Hotel

The phone shook, and the screen showed that it was an unfamiliar number, but Zhu Wuwu didn't answer.

"Buzz!"

It has been vibrating continuously for a long time, and this harassing call has the meaning of not reaching the goal and vowing not to stop.

I wish you no worries and do not hesitate to block this number.

A few minutes later, another unfamiliar number called.

Zhu Wuwu impatiently pressed the answer button: "Hey, which one?" ”

"Even my number dares to be blocked, Miss Lin, you are such a big shelf!" On the other end of the phone, I suddenly remembered Mo Sihan's voice.

Zhu Wuwu frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Mo looking for me?" ”

"Where has Miss Lin's humanistic care gone? Do you think you'll be fine with some medical bills? Mo Sihan booed her in the tone of a victim.

Mo Sihan was turning over old accounts, and she knew that this matter was not so easy to pass.

Based on politeness, Zhu Wuwu asked him: "By the way, is the injury on your head better?" ”

"It's not good." I could hear the tone on the other end of the phone was very bad.

Zhu Wuwu took a deep breath and suddenly felt tired.

“……”

After being silent for a long time, Mo Sihan asked her, "Miss Lin, have you changed to a different hotel?" Did I receive the flowers I sent you? ”

"What? You gave the flowers? Zhu Wuwu's eyes were shocked.

Before Zhu Wuwu lived in that hotel, she could receive flowers from the mysterious person every day, but because she couldn't bear it, she changed to a hotel.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious person who sent the flowers turned out to be Mo Sihan.

Zhu Wuwu's tone was very puzzled: "I want to ask, why did you send me flowers?" ”

Mo Sihan hooked his thin lips and sneered: "What you say is to convince people with virtue." ”

Speechless.

She smashed his head, he gave her flowers, this is another wave of divine horse operation?

This kind of behavior can no longer be expressed by convincing people with virtue, it can be said to be emotional!

Zhu Wuwu shook his head secretly: As a representative of a typical figure of uncertain weather, Mo Sihan is really a mysterious man.

didn't want to talk too much to him, so Zhu Wuwu asked him bluntly: "What is the matter with you calling me?" ”

"It's nothing, hang up."

On the phone, there was a busy beep tone.

Zhu Wuwu sighed: "Virtue! ”

On the table in the room, there is the fourth wedding dress of the spring and summer series, which is also the latest work that Zhu Wuwu is most satisfied with.

This wedding dress adopts a fully enclosed shape, and the upper body is hollowed out with embroidery and beads, giving people an extremely light feeling, like a dream. The lower skirt is a natural fluffy white gauze shape, which is both sexy and solemn, perfectly highlighting the elegance and holiness of women, like a noble princess.

Zhu Wuwu first made himself a cup of bitter coffee, ready to continue to work hard.

At this moment, her phone rang again.

"Hello!"

"Woo woo woo ......" on the other end of the phone turned out to be the cry of a little girl.

Just when Zhu Wuwu thought that the other party had made a mistake, a soft and glutinous voice came: "Little Youth League...... Miss mom ......"

"Are you a little youth group?" Zhu Wuwu asked for a long time and didn't ask why.

"Hey, Miss Lin? I'm the babysitter of the Little Youth League. Here's the thing......"

Zhu Wuwu's eyes are red: Xiaoqingtuan is such a cute child, he was born without a mother, and the last time he came to the hotel to pick up Xiaoqingtuan, he was actually a nanny.

"Miss Lin, today is Xiaoqingtuan's birthday, can you accompany her to celebrate her birthday? I know such a request is a bit abrupt, but Xiaoqingtuan really likes you and hopes you don't refuse. ”

Zhu Wuwu's heart softened instantly: "No problem." ”

"Great, Miss Lin, we'll pick you up by car in that moment.

Two hours later, a van pulled up in front of the hotel, and the babysitter she had seen last time beckoned to her.

After getting into the car, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the little youth group was also in the car.

"Little Youth League, let's meet again! This is a birthday present from your aunt. ”

Xiaoqingtuan happily accepted the gift and called her sweetly: "Mom." ”

Zhu Wuwu thought: Just temporarily act as the mother of the Little Youth League for a day, who made her a little birthday star today.

Along the way, Zhu Wuwu accompanied the little youth group to chat, sing, and play games, not noticing the passage of time at all.

It wasn't until she accidentally caught a glimpse of the sign that she remembered and asked, "Haven't you arrived yet?" How do you feel like you've been on for a long time? ”

The nanny replied, "Miss Lin, of course we are far from Jiangcheng to Jincheng. ”

"Huh? The home of the Little Youth League is in Jincheng? ”

"Yes, it takes four hours to come and go, but as soon as Xiaoqingtuan heard that he was going to pick you up, he had to come with him."

Zhu Wuwu lowered his head and looked at Xiao Qingtuan, and laughed in unison.

After another half an hour, the car slowly drove into the wealthy area and stopped at the door of a high-end villa.

After getting off the bus, a row of servants stood neatly at the door to greet them, and the situation was very unusual.

It seems that Xiaoqingtuan has a prominent family background and is the child of a rich family.

Xiao Qingtuan happily took Zhu Wuwu's hand and entered the villa, there was a person sitting on the sofa, and his back looked a little familiar.

"Daddy!" The little youth group rushed into his arms.

The man picked up Xiao Qingtuan and kissed her on the face: "Dabi's little baby." ”

Hey? Why is this voice so similar to Mo Sihan's voice?

The man turned around and revealed Lushan's true face, and Zhu Wuwu was stunned.

Zhu Wuwu was extremely shocked and said: "Mo Sihan, you are the father of the Little Youth League?" ”

Mo Sihan smiled: "Yes, is there any problem?" ”

The expression on Zhu Wuwu's face instantly became extremely complicated: "So Xiaoqingtuan is your and Su Lan's child?" ”

"It's not."

"Who is the mother of the Little Youth League?"

"Can you handle it?"

"In other words, Xiaoqingtuan has a mother, and you deliberately used Xiaoqingtuan to trick me over?" I wish you no worries about all the anger on your face.

Mo Sihan was silent and did not answer.

Zhu Wuwu sneered: "It's really yours!" ”

After saying that, she turned around and left without looking back.

The little youth group was so anxious that they cried: "Mom...... Don't go! ”

Hearing that the little youth group was crying, Zhu Wuwu hesitated for a moment, and finally left ruthlessly.

Behind him, Mo Sihan's furious voice came: "Stop her!" ”

Six servants swarmed up, two pulled two and two locked the door, and at once they controlled her.

Zhu Wuwu's eyes widened angrily: "Mo Sihan, what do you want to do?" ”

"Shut up!" Moth's cold gaze swept over.

The little youth league cried for a while, as pitiful as it could be.

Mo Sihan immediately coaxed the little youth group softly: "The little youth group is good, don't cry!" ”

The child is innocent, and seeing the little youth group crying, Zhu Wuwu's heart is not comfortable.

Xiaoqingtuan stretched out his hand to wish Wuwu a hug, and wished Wuwu a soft heart, and went to hug her again.

For a moment, the picture is warm and cute.

Mo Si had a cold face and put down his cruel words: "My daughter likes you, if you don't coax her, you don't want to leave today." ”

Zhu Wuwu glanced at him: Xiaoqingtuan is such a cute baby, how can there be a father like Mo Sihan?

After coaxing for a while, Xiaoqingtuan fell asleep, probably because he was tired from the car just now.

Out of the room, Mo Sihan stood guard at the door

Zhu Wuwu asked angrily: "Excuse me, can I leave now?" ”

Mo Sihan leaned against the wall and said in a dull tone: "It took four hours to pick you up, and you have to leave in less than an hour?" Miss Lin is relying on my daughter to like you, so do you have to inch in? ”

"You said to coax her, and I can go."

"My daughter will cry if she wakes up tomorrow and can't see you. Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, at least spend tomorrow's birthday with your child. ”

"Didn't you say that the Little Youth League is on its birthday today? Why is it tomorrow again? ”

"She's asleep, how can I celebrate her birthday?" Mo Sihan said with a dark face, "It's not because I came and went back to pick you up, the little youth group was tired." ”

The more Zhu Wuwu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he asked again: "Mo Sihan, is the mother of the Little Youth League Su Lan?" ”

"I can assure you, no."

"And who is her mother?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"You're such a scumbag, you can't even remember how many women you've slept with. Mo Sihan, the Little Youth League doesn't have a mother, it's all caused by you. Zhu Wuwu was about to vomit blood.

Under the soft light, she has white skin, a swan neck, and beautiful collarbones.

Mo Sihan squinted at her, and suddenly felt that his heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but look forward to the long night today.