After the divorce, the domineering ex-husband was slapped in the face every day

Chapter 452 Mr. Mo assists

Mu Jinhuan's face turned cold as soon as she heard Mo Huainan's voice.

This gangster took advantage of her when she was in danger!

She was drugged last time, and she spared him once when he touched her. Last night, he actually dared to sleep with her in his arms!

If Mr. Mo hadn't been here, she would have taught him a lesson!
Mo Huainan sat down next to Mu Jinhuan, his voice was hoarse in the morning.

"morning."

Mu Jinhuan moved to the side of Mr. Mo and ignored him.

Mr. Mo glanced at Mo Huainan with disgust, "Why is it so early? Where is it so early?"

"Didn't you see that little Mumu and I have been chatting for a long time? You lazy bastard!"

Mo Huainan opened his eyes wide and raised his hand to look at his watch.

Isn't it just early six o'clock?Why is he such a lazy ass?
Mr. Mo kept scolding Mo Huainan, "What are you busy with all day long? I think your wings have become stiff and you have forgotten your grandfather and me!"

"You don't even remember how long it's been since you went home!"

Mo Huainan rubbed his temples with his fingertips. Because of the old injuries on his head, he often had headaches when he got up in the morning or on rainy days.

"Grandpa, didn't I forget to call you to greet you? The company is busy these days, especially the cooperation with Mu."

Mo Huainan's eyes drifted in the direction of Mu Jinhuan, and he winked mysteriously at Mr. Mo.

"The project of Jinhuan Racing Club has extremely high commercial value. I am particularly optimistic about it, so I have put a lot of effort into it."

Mr. Mo's expression softened slightly.

Huh, I know it's not too stupid to use my position to get close to little Mumu.

"Little Mumu's business acumen must be outstanding. Please pay attention to me, kid, and don't hold back little Mumu!"

Being scolded by his grandfather like a child in front of his comforting wife, Mo Huainan had a headache, but in order not to make the old man more angry, he had no choice but to act obediently and nod.

Mu Jinhuan did not wear a high hat at all. She took on a business-like attitude and said, "Grandpa, don't worry. Mu is always cautious in choosing partners. If there is a problem along the way, we will get off at any time."

Mo Huainan and Mr. Mo looked at each other silently, and at the same time they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Mu Jinhuan's words can be described as merciless. The implication is that even if the partner is the Mo family, it will be broken at the critical moment. Mu Jinhuan will never show mercy at the critical moment.

Mo Huainan glanced at Mu Jinhuan's palm and noticed the sachet hanging on her finger.

"what is this?"

Only then did Mr. Mo remember and waved back, and the servant immediately handed over a second identical sachet.

"This is yours, one for you and little Mumu. You can hang it in the car, put it at work or at home, but keep it well."

Mo Huainan picked up the sachet. The sachet filled with rich spices was no bigger than a rice ball in his big palm.

His eyes were filled with a bit of disgust and impatience, "This is something that belongs to my daughter's house, why should I hang it?"

Mr. Mo blew his beard and glared, "What do you know! This is the marriage I asked for for you and little Mumu!"

Mo Huainan was doubtful, could this little gadget guarantee a marriage?

He frowned. He had been trying hard for so long but still hadn't succeeded. Maybe he could give metaphysics a try?
Moreover, Jin Huan also wore it. To a certain extent, this move represented her thoughts.

Mu Jinhuan felt that Mo Huainan was out of his mind. At his age, Mr. Mo could only believe in fortune telling, but he actually believed in such bluffing stuff?
She lowered her head and looked at the sachet in her hand. She felt inexplicably uncomfortable holding the same thing as Mo Huainan, not to mention that it had such a meaning.

"Grandpa, I usually don't believe this. This sachet is very beautiful. Why don't you find a more suitable girl to give it to."

The corners of Mo Huainan's mouth that were originally raised in pleasure suddenly dropped.

If Mu Jinhuan doesn't want this sachet, she's making it clear that she doesn't want him!

Want to give him to another woman?

Mr. Mo quickly refused, "Little Mumu, grandpa climbed the mountain for more than half an hour to ask for this."

"You felt sorry for grandpa at that time and worked so hard. It not only protects your marriage, but also brings peace!"

Mr. Mo has said so, and Mu Jinhuan can no longer refuse.

"Okay, then I'll keep it." No matter what, just wait for her to get home and find a place to put it away.

Mr. Mo felt relieved, his eyes flickered between Mo Huainan and Mu Jinhuan, and he suddenly stood up.

"Oh, look at my memory, I even made an appointment to play chess with someone today!"

Mr. Mo slapped his forehead exaggeratedly, "It's time for me to go!"

"Huainan, hurry up and make breakfast for little Mumu! My baby Mumu is starving, and I'm going to ask you for it!"

Mu Jinhuan also stood up and put on her handbag.

"No, grandpa. I still have a morning meeting, so I won't stay for dinner."

Mo Huainan frowned, "No matter how urgent the meeting is, you still have to eat breakfast, otherwise it will be harmful to the body."

Mu Jinhuan insisted on leaving, "This place is not close to the Mu family. I will rush back now."

"Then let Huainan see you off!" Mr. Mo tried his best to help Mo Huainan get a chance to be alone.

Mu Jinhuan still shook his head, "I drove here last night, just leave by yourself."

Not allowing the two of them to talk any more, Mu Jinhuan said goodbye to Mr. Mo and left.

Mr. Mo stared at Mo Huainan with hatred, "Idiot!"

"They're all sleeping in the same bed, and they can't even spare breakfast!"

Mo Huainan held the sachet in his hand and felt very upset.

"Give you!"

Mr. Mo took something out of his arms and threw it over.

Mo Huainan had a headache, "What is this? A ghost painting talisman?"

Could it be that the old man was deceived by some monk or Taoist priest?It’s both a sachet and a talisman!
Mr. Mo was furious, "What the hell is a charm? This is a love charm!"

"Hang this above your bed, it will help you in your love life."

Mo Huainan frowned. He had a feeling that if he allowed his grandfather to continue, one day he would come home and find that there were a lot of people dancing at home.

"It's okay to hang the sachet to get some luck, forget it."

Mr. Mo looked at him coolly, "If this doesn't work and that doesn't work, then what outstanding results have you achieved?"

Mo Huainan opened his mouth, not wanting to argue with the old man.

This is a delaying tactic, and he plans to do it slowly.

After Mu Jinhuan left Mo Huainan's house, she drove directly to the company.

If she went home wearing Mo Huainan's clothes and was seen by Uncle Cheng, she wouldn't know how to explain it.

There were always several sets of clothes in the company's break room for her to go on a business trip or attend a party. She simply packed them up and put on a new suit.

As soon as I returned to my desk and sat down, there was a knock on the door.

Chi Gui was dressed in a smart black suit, with a pair of rimless plain glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his facial features were as handsome as a sketch.

"Mr. Mu, this is the plan I wrote for the racing club project after I returned last night. I have made some adjustments to some of the current arrangements. Please take a look."

Mu Jinhuan took it and read it at a glance, with a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"The pool manager is really thoughtful. Some customers do bring their children to the club. Although there are few such customers, the safety issues related to children cannot be ignored."

Chi Gui pushed up his glasses and said, "Mr. Mu, you don't have to be polite. This is my job."

His eyes wandered over Mu Jinhuan, and a sharp light flashed under the flat mirror.

Mu Mu was not wearing these clothes when she came here just now.

The clothes were too big for my figure, and they looked more like men's clothes. I wore men's clothes to work early in the morning, and changed out of them when I got to the office...

My little cabbage was with a pig last night. Judging from the performance at last night's dinner, it might even be the same pig!
(End of this chapter)