Mo Shao's lovely wife is sweet as honey

Chapter 33 A Silent Protest?

35. "Mr. Luo called and said that he had taken the old man home to recuperate."

The Luo Shao in Yingxiao's mouth refers to Luo Xiyi, the grandson of the old Mr. Luo Yunya. He has known him since childhood, and Mo Beiming and him are considered good friends.

The old man recovered and returned home, which made people feel relieved. Mo Beiming planned to finish his busy work and then visit the old man again.

For the first time, Huanyu Finance, a subsidiary of Dijing Group, raised its placard to dominate the sky, and the generous purchase action has attracted widespread attention in the industry.

All of a sudden, rumors abounded as to whether Dijing and Huangtian would invest in a joint venture or acquire them.

In Huangtian Group headquarters, the asset management department's phones rang one after another, creating a busy and chaotic scene.

Huangtian, who was the first shot, was caught off guard. In just a few hours, Huangtian was sucked away by Huanyu with 6 million shares. What is the concept? !

The people below were in chaos, and the high-level executives had urgently held a shareholders' meeting. Huang Dezhong, chairman of Huangtian Group, presided over the meeting in person to calm people's hearts and discuss countermeasures.

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Mo Beiming rushed back to the imperial palace in a happy mood. He was refreshed on happy occasions, and his steps seemed to be carried by the wind.

In the corridor of the imperial palace, Mo Beiming saw Ye Nianwei's slender back from a distance.

She was wearing a lavender dress, with black and smooth long hair hanging behind her back, and her slender waist was full of grips. Just looking at her slim and graceful back could arouse people's thoughts of committing crimes.

Mo Beiming came close and saw her holding a palette in her left hand and a paintbrush in her right hand, applying paint.

"Mrs. Mo! I'm back!"

Mo Beiming reminded him of his return, and his arms were ready to welcome her.

However, I didn't expect to see the little woman crying with gratitude, blushing and shy.

Ye Nianwei was still concentrating on drawing, and didn't even look back at him.

Mo Beiming was flamboyantly ignored, how could he accept it?

At any time, as long as he returns to the imperial palace, he will be greeted by servants, and whoever sees him will salute respectfully.

But now, Ye Nianwei ignored him!

What is she doing! ?

Just because she was not allowed to see her brother, she silently protested to him! ?

In the living room of the imperial palace, Mo Beiming was sitting on the sofa, pulling off his tie irritably, and throwing it aside, his dark eyes were stained with a touch of anger.

The entire imperial palace was surrounded by an extremely strong and extremely cold low pressure. The master was in a bad mood, and the servants carefully hid in the surrounding area, not daring to get too close, and no one wanted to be cannon fodder.

In such a depressing atmosphere, Ye Nianwei walked over quietly, stood in front of Mo Beiming, folded his hands, and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Mo, what are your orders?"

"Make tea!" Mo Beiming raised his black eyes and stared at her coldly.

Ye Nianwei followed what he said, walked to the coffee table, and began to fiddle with the tea sets on the table.

Boiling water, washing tea, brewing tea, Ye Nianwei brewed a pot of West Lake Longjing in the most stupid way, poured it into a jade cup, and brought it to him, "Mr. Mo, please drink tea!"

Mo Beiming took it and took a sip. The tea was fine, but he was the one with the problem. He deliberately found fault, "What kind of tea? It's terrible!"

"If you don't like it, I'll make another pot!"

When he turned around, his elbow accidentally knocked over the white porcelain jar containing the tea leaves. The white porcelain jar fell to the ground, shattered, and the tea leaves spilled all over the floor.

I heard that all the items in the imperial palace are antiques, even the pots containing the tea are priceless, but she actually broke the pots... It really wasn't intentional!

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　(*^__^*) Hee hee... this is not abuse...

　　
　
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