What does a rich man use to get back when he loses his dignity in front of the woman he loves?

The answer is to throw money at it.

"Let's find out, who is the operator of Candy Land?" What is the approximate market capitalization? I'm going to buy it."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, I'll go check it out."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Sihan's handsome face was still angry.

I wish you no worries.

In these years, sure enough, rich people can do whatever they want.

After the interest in playing plummeted, Zhu Wuwu reminded Mo Sihan: "It's not too early, let's go back."

Mo Sihan's face sank: "Get in the car."

The car didn't drive out for a few minutes before it stopped in front of the theme hotel near the park.

Zhu Wuwu glanced at Mo Sihan puzzled: "Don't you go home?" What are we doing at the hotel?"

Mo Sihan was serious: "Coming to the hotel is naturally to open a room, what else can you do?"

Belch!

Zhu Wuwu frowned, and the displeasure was written on his face.

After the car stopped, Yan Qing took out four large bags of spare clothes from the trunk and asked, "Mr. Mo, which set do you need to change?"

Zhu Wuwu realized that he came to open the house mainly to change clothes.

People with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder are really troublesome!

It's no wonder that he has a change of clothes in the trunk of his car all year round.

"Let her choose."

Mo Sihan said a word, and the glorious task of choosing clothes fell on Zhu Wuwu's head.

Yan Qing threw a pleas-seeking gaze towards Zhu Wuwu: "Young grandmother, look ......."

Zhu Wuwu was about to open his mouth when he was interrupted by Mo Sihan: "Forget it, bring it all and take it to the room to choose."

"Okay, Mr. Mo."

Zhu Wuwu shook his head helplessly: How could Yan Qing be able to serve a master as difficult to serve as Mo Sihan for so long?

If you don't support the wall, you will obey him.

You must know that the months when Zhu Wuwu was Mo Sihan's secretary can only be described as years old.

On the notice board in the president's office, there are ten rules for brewing coffee alone, not to mention others.

It's no wonder that the secretaries in Mo Sihan's office have to be recruited openly, once selected, the money is soft, and it is normal to be abused by the president of obsessive-compulsive disorder to doubt life.

Could it be that there is such a popular saying in the Mo family, all secretaries run by the president have the ability to go to other companies to be directors.

Zhu Wuwu was the only airborne soldier who was arranged by the old man, and later unfortunately became a deserter.

*

The candy-themed hotel is just a stone's throw away from the park, with a colorful hotel lobby, colorful hotel rooms, and a unique themed restaurant, making you feel like you're in a fairy tale.

Entering the hotel, the three of them went directly to the most expensive suite.

Mo Sihan, a patient with cleanliness addiction, couldn't wait to go into the bathroom to rinse.

The sweat stains on the collar of the shirt and the droplets of vomit that may be on the chest are unbearable.

Under the shower, Mo Sihan washed it over and over again until he thought it was clean.

The sound of the water stopped, and the beautiful man out of the bath was staged.

Mo Sihan decisively abandoned his nightgown, and walked out generously with only a bath towel around his lower body.

A man's good figure is used to show, otherwise wouldn't the eight-pack abs on his body be practiced in vain?

To his disappointment, when Mo Sihan came out of the shower, the mother and daughter were sleeping soundly on the MINI bed.

Mo Sihan looked quite displeased, and stretched out his hand to wake up Zhu Wuwu: "Get up!"

Zhu Wuwu was sleepy-eyed, and rubbed his eyes: "What?"

The picture is very sultry, and I think I am dreaming when I see that I have no worries.

"Help me choose clothes." Mo Sihan looked down at her condescendingly, and a sense of oppression came to him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... Note that it is not a forbidden screen.

After a long pause, I wish Wuwu finally regained his senses.

Reluctantly, she got up and took out a suit of clothes and gestured at him, "That's it."

Is this woman teasing him?

Mosi's cold inky pupils rolled with dissatisfaction: "Perfunctory. Good luck worry, you be serious."

"I think this color suit is quite suitable for you, where is it perfunctory?" I wish the irritability in my body will arise spontaneously.

Don't talk about disturbing people's dreams, the attitude towards people is not good, and it is strange to give him a good face.

Mo Sihan ordered, "Choose again."

Zhu Wuwu picked up the shirt and suit again, and gestured on him, and said, "Then this set, it's really good."

"Put it on for me."

Another order was given.

Zhu Wuwu frowned: "Mr. Mo, if you are a disabled person with inconvenient hands and feet, I can consider it."

Mo Sihan corrected confidently, "In ancient times, it was the duty of a wife to help her husband change clothes."

"Then you go to the Ancients. Anyway, Mo always has money, take out billions of R&D funds, invent a time shuttle, and then travel to ancient times, what do you think?" There was a hint of mockery on Zhu Wuwu's lips.

"Disobedient, huh?"

Mo Sihan lowered his head and approached, his hands propped up on the wall, wrapping her between his arms.

This state looks a little scary.

Zhu Wuwu's eyes were full of reflections, and he subconsciously shrank back.

Mo Sihan reluctantly moved forward a little closer, and his scrutinizing gaze fell on her face.

The atmosphere began to stalemate and become ambiguous.

"Why are you so close?" Zhu Wuwu's eyes narrowed slightly, and collided with Mo Sihan's angry and suppressed eyes.

"Scared?" His voice was a little hoarse and low, with a hint of danger.

Zhu Wuwu pushed him, tilted his head to the side, and his red lips opened lightly: "Okay, can't I surrender?"

"No. If you answer late, I'll charge some interest as compensation."

The warm breath sprayed in her ears, and his voice was low and tight at this moment, and the texture of the hoarse was a little high.

Mo Sihan held the back of her neck with one hand, and his lips were pressed against each other.

Zhu Wuwu's eyes were detached, and his thin fingertips pressed against the thin lips that were close at hand: "Do you have to be like this?"

There is no trace of emotion in her tone, and she is alienated to the point of doubt.

Embarrassment, loss, anger, all kinds of emotions filled his heart, and her words made him feel emotionally fluctuating.

Mo Sihan quickly pulled away and said in a stiff tone, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Mo Sihan picked up the bag and walked into the bathroom to get dressed.

In front of the mirror, Mo Sihan's angry but helpless face was reflected.

It turned out that love was such a painful thing, and it was the first time in his life that he felt it.

No matter how hard he tried, that damn woman would be as hot as a stone.

"Good luck worry, we'll see!"

Mo Sihan is going to fight her to the end.

*

When I came down to eat, I accidentally ran into Lin Yunlang and the beauties beside him.

Today is the first time the two have met since Zhu Wufu released his pigeons.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Zhu Wuwu's tone was slightly apologetic: "Big brother!"

Lin Yunlang's hand that was originally on the beauty's waist was withdrawn, and the expression on his face was extremely unnatural: "Hmm."

The face of the beautiful woman around her changed, and the woman's sixth sense told her that something was wrong.

"Mr. Lin, what a coincidence." Mo Sihan took the initiative to say hello, and his long arms were naturally placed on Zhu Wuwu's thin waist.

Can't he stop for a moment?

Zhu Wuwu sighed in his heart.

Lin Yunlang's eyes flashed with fleeting annoyance, and he said coldly, "Mr. Mo."

Mo Sihan looked at the beauties beside Lin Yunlang, and asked with a relaxed smile, "Mr. Lin is bringing a girlfriend

Friends here for the weekend?"

Lin Yunlang changed the subject: "Mr. Mo, I heard that you recently took over the project of Lotus Island?"

"Don't talk about business in front of women. Mr. Lin, would you mind sitting down and eating with us?" Mo Sihan didn't accept the move, but made a move.

It was a very ordinary conversation, but Zhu Wuwu could hear the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Zhu Wuwu had no choice but to interrupt them: "Big brother, you go and do your business, you don't need to worry about us."

"Alright, unaccompanied." Lin Yunlang strode out of the restaurant, and the beautiful woman behind him trotted all the way to barely keep up with him.

Chased to the parking lot, the beauty had grievances on her face, and complained, "Why are you going so fast? Wait for me!"

Lin Yunlang turned around and was furious: "I officially inform you that you have been dumped."

"What? Lin Yunlang, what do you mean?" The voice of the beautiful woman behind him faded away.

Lin Yunlang stepped on the accelerator and galloped away with a "whoosh", leaving only the beauty to stomp her feet in the wind.

This is Lin Yunlang's dumping of women this month, and he is really getting more and more bored.

restaurant

The corners of Mo Sihan's lips rose, and he was in an inexplicably good mood.

Not long ago, he didn't forget that Lin Yunlang almost kidnapped his wife.

If he hadn't made a good move, the person sitting in front of him today might be someone else's wife.

Zhu Wuwu couldn't help but glance at him: "Mo Sihan, can you treat my eldest brother better in the future?"

"Lin Yunlang is your big brother?" Mo Sihan snorted coldly, "I can't treat him well. Your other four big brothers are possible."

"Yun Lang Brother ......"

Mo Sihan interrupted her angrily and domineeringly, "Don't call him Brother Yunlang in the future."

Zhu Wuwu looked at Mo Sihan and asked him, "Then may I ask, what should I call him?"

Mo Si was jealous, and said in an unhappy tone: "This title sounds very unpleasant to me, just like a love sister calling love brother. I wish you no worries, you are my wife, why can't you hear you call me so affectionate?"

"I want to hear your godsister call." I wish you no worries to fight back against him.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was tense for a while.

The big eyes of the Little Youth League were swirling a few drops of crystal, and they said pitifully, "Dabi, are you and Mommy quarreling?"

"There was no quarrel." The two of them spoke in unison, and a big smile quickly appeared on their faces.

Mo Sihan hurriedly forked a piece of steak and handed it to Zhu Wuwu's mouth, and whispered softly, "Wife, open your mouth, ah!"

Zhu Wuwu was stupid for a second, opened his mouth and ate the piece of meat.

"Wife, it's your turn to feed me." Moth smiled sheepishly.

Zhu Wuwu gave him a green broccoli, and he did the same: "Ah!"

Mo Sihan frowned, and reluctantly ate the broccoli.

This dead woman, knowing that he doesn't eat broccoli, has to feed him this.

In order to play the masked couple in front of the child, Zhu Wuwu and Mo Sihan are also hard enough.

Xiao Qingtuan saw that his father was better than his mother's, and his crescent eyes smiled into a slit.