Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

chapter 84
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Lianlian was woken up by the ringing of the phone, feeling that she didn't get enough sleep at all.

She went to bed too late last night, and now that she hears her phone ringing, she can't wait to throw her phone out of the window.

However, seeing the word "Qin Jian" flashing on the caller ID, it must be related to work, so I had to hold my eyelids to connect.

"Hello, Brother Qin."

"President Gu, hahaha..." Qin Jian's magical laughter was endless.

Infected by the laughter, Gu Lianlian couldn't help asking, "Brother Qin, how many clothes did you sell last night?"

A man in his 30s became as excited as a kid who got candy: "Hahaha, guess what, guess what, sales are higher than usual for three months, if it wasn't for the middle of the night when the Twitter server crashed somehow, Up to now, Twitter can’t be opened, and the sales will definitely be even higher, Mr. Gu, you are simply the reincarnation of the God of Wealth! Hahaha!”

Gu Lianlian's eyes are really bright, so many?
Qin Jian laughed for a while, then gossiped and asked, "Mr. Gu, you went back last night, didn't you get tortured?"

Gu Lianlian couldn't bear to look back, with lingering fears in her heart, but she desperately wanted to save face: "How is it possible, my husband is indeed not a stingy person."

"Hahaha that's good. Everyone is actually quite worried about you. I'll just say they're just worrying about it. Mr. Mo is not such a stingy person. By the way, let me ask you if you have any new design works recently. come out?"

"Really, I'll give it to the secretary later."

The "Galaxy" she designed can be taken out and put on the market.

"Yeah, wait for your new work, and leave the rest to us, so you don't have to worry about it anymore, and take good care of your body at home."

"Okay." Gu Lianlian hung up the phone, got up, opened the notebook, and sent the "Galaxy" craft book to the secretary.

I don't care about the others, everyone in the studio is full of talents, and they are more familiar with how to operate than she is.

When she was done, she went to the bathroom to freshen up,
Suddenly, Xiao Ping'an's baby voice came from outside the bathroom: "Mama, Mama, my baby is back."

I saw a cute little creature wearing a little monk's robe walking in from the outer door, with a small bamboo basket on his back.

That look, very much like the little fairy boy who came back from picking herbs in the mountains.

However, in the small bamboo basket on Xiao Ping'an's back, instead of exotic plants, there were blossoming carnations.

Xiao Pingan put down the small bamboo basket, and presented the whole small bamboo basket to Gu Lianlian as if offering a treasure, the palms of his little hands were still stained with fresh dirt.

"Happy Mother's Day, Mama!"

"For me?" Gu Lianlian was flattered.

Xiaopingan's little milk voice is sweet: "Of course, today is Mama's holiday."

Today is Mother's Day, of course Gu Lianlian knows, because she has a mother herself, and she placed an order at the flower shop last night.

Xiao Pingan said: "Ma Ma, don't be disgusted, my baby is so young, I haven't earned any money, so I can't buy carnations for Ma Ma, but I picked them myself, I picked the best ones for Ma Ma Oh shit."

Gu Lianlian was almost moved to death, how could there be such a heart-warming cute thing in this world?
Obedient, sweet, fragrant and soft, with a pair of eyes looking at you sincerely, so pure, so clean...

Gu Lianlian knelt down, hugged Xiao Ping'an's milky and milky face, and gave a mouthful, no, two mouthfuls.

Then he said: "How can you dislike it? This is the first Mother's Day gift that Ma Ma has received, and it is also the most precious gift. No other gift can compare to it."

Mo Shaozhen walked in after him with cold and arrogant steps, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand, just in time to hear Gu Lianlian's words.

The elegant and dignified man stared at the red rose wrapped in his hand. If that is the most precious, then what is the one in his hand?
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(End of this chapter)