wealthy daughter-in-law

The door was pushed open again carefully, seeing Xiao Budian suddenly appearing at the door, Huan Huan walked over immediately, "Youyou, why are you still awake so late?"

"Mum, I can't sleep." Su Xiaoyou walked in with a little teddy bear in his hand, rubbing his eyes.

Huan Huan picked her up, sat on the sofa, and Mo Jia sat across from her, and asked softly, "Why can't you fall asleep?"

"Without Mommy, I'm afraid alone." Su Xiaoyou nestled in Huanhuan's arms and whispered.

"Hehe," Huanhuan smiled, "Youyou grows up, and she will sleep alone in the future. Mommy is not around, so you have to learn to be brave."

Youyou nestled in Mummy's arms, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and muttered vaguely, "Well, Youyou knows." After a while, she fell asleep.

Looking at the sleeping daughter, a quiet and peaceful atmosphere lingered in the study.Huanhuan carefully picked up Youyou, but was suddenly picked up by Mo Jia, "I'll take her back to the room."

Huanhuan was afraid of waking her daughter up, so she didn't stop her.The two walked out of the study one after the other, and came to Su Xiaoyou's room. Mo Jia gently put her on the bed, pulled the quilt over her body, and Huanhuan lowered the curtain, and then the two left gently.

Huanhuan never looked up at him again, she found that she somewhat underestimated the influence he brought her.Even after five years, she will still be confused by his words, eyes, and actions.

"I'm going back to my room." She said lightly, but when she touched the door, someone blocked her.She turned around and said angrily, "What else do you want?"

The lights in the corridor were a little dim, and his ink-stained eyes were shrouded in patches of bewildering brilliant colors, "I'm very glad that you didn't kill our child, and you gave me such a beautiful angelic child." daughter. In this life, I have never thanked anyone, only you."

Huan Huan stood there in a daze, and for a moment, being exposed by his occasional true feelings, he didn't know what to say.Mo Jia let go of his hand on the door, raised the corners of his lips towards her, and walked away slowly.

Staring at his back, Huanhuan was confused.

Here we go again, here we go again!Every time, it's his kind of gentleness that makes her confused and makes her feel at a loss!

She beat her head bitterly, pushed the door and walked into the room, closing it with a "bang".

Mo Jia lowered his eyes, revealing a faint smile.

This time, he is not in a hurry, he has time.

……

When Huanhuan took Su Xiaoyou's hand and went downstairs, he saw a pile of boxes in the living room. Zhong Kun was holding his analyzer, sitting on the sofa, raised his head and greeted the two of them, and then said , "Huanhuan, Youyou, come and see what that crazy man bought for you."

Huan Huan frowned, subconsciously looking for Mo Jia's figure.

"Today is the last day of the audition, and the young master is going to show his face." Zhong Kun frowned at her, "Don't worry, he will be back soon."

Huan Huan said nonchalantly, "I don't care where he goes, it's better not to be here."

Zhong Kun just smiled and said nothing.

With some words, it’s okay to deceive yourself, but it’s not enough to deceive others.

"Mommy, there are so many beautiful clothes here~" Su Xiaoyou kept admiring when she saw the things in the box. Even if you don't know the goods, you can tell at a glance that the quality is good.

Zhong Kun put down his things, got up and walked over and said, "The young master airlifted them here from France, and they are all the most fashionable and expensive new clothes of the season."

Huan Huan was taken aback, "For us?"

Zhong Kun said amusedly, "Otherwise? Look at me and Mu Chuan, who has that face?"

"I don't want it," Huan Huan refused without even thinking about it, Su Xiaoyou saw it, and quickly threw away the skirt he was holding, with a resolute expression on his little face, "I don't want it either." But still From time to time, I would glance at the beautiful and lovely clothes in the box...

Zhong Kun said sympathetically, "Hey, the young master will definitely break his golden heart."

"We have no reason to accept his things," Huan Huan said calmly, "Some things can't be done just by buying some beautiful clothes and saying some pleasant words."

Zhong Kun frowned suspiciously, pondered for a moment before slowly asking, "Is the misunderstanding between you still unsolved?"

"Misunderstanding? Is there?" Huan Huan twitched the corner of his mouth and dragged his daughter to the restaurant.

Looking at her back, Zhong Kun was confused.

No way, his family's affectionate and ruthless young master has not explained the misunderstanding back then?

What is he trying to do?

But in a flash, Zhong Kun seemed to understand his intention, and then he laughed helplessly.

Sure enough, only he can endure such a thing and control it at his own pace.It can be seen that he really has a tight heart for this young lady, and he is afraid that an oversight will cause the two of them to drift apart.

However, the current Su Huanhuan, she has her own ideas, she has her own ideas, she is not the little girl before, let's see how long he can bear it.

Zhong Kun waited and watched.

At this moment, a bodyguard walked in from outside and whispered something in his ear.

Zhong Kun's expression changed slightly, "Why didn't you stop her?"

This is not the time to complain. He hurriedly followed the bodyguards outside and walked towards the gate. When he saw the people standing outside, he immediately smiled, "Xihua, why are you here? Didn't you say that?" Well, don’t run this way if you’re too busy.”

Yan Xihua took off the sunglasses on her face, and there was a hint of impatience on her stunningly beautiful face, "Brother Kun, do I still need your permission to come here?"

"Hehe, of course not, but, at least, you need to get permission from the owner here." Zhong Kun skillfully threw the question on Mo Jia again. He knew that the only person Yan Xihua cared about and feared was him.

Yan Xihua sneered, and said mercilessly, "Brother Kun, when did you like to use Mo Jia to suppress me like Sister Zhong?"

Zhong Kun smiled, "Why don't we say that we are siblings, we have the same likes and dislikes, and even the people we hate are the same."

Yan Xihua's expression changed, and she narrowed her beautiful eyes.It's true that she cares about Mo Jia, but it doesn't mean that she can even see the expressions of his subordinates.The more he refused to let her in, the more she wanted to!

She raised her chin slightly, her eyes flickered with treachery, "Open the door, I want to go in."