The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 1133 1141 Who is responsible for starving his baby?
Ye Moyuan lowered his voice, the volume was soft and soothing, as if he was whispering to a little donkey on the phone.

"looking for me?"

"I want to have lunch with you, can I go there later? Will it be inconvenient?"

Luo Yao smiled sweetly.

It came to Ye Moyuan's ears, like the sound of heaven, irrigating his manic heart all morning.

Gently pinching the center of the eyebrows, rubbing, a word flowed out from between the lips and teeth.

"it is good!"

"I want to cook by myself, can I bring a lunch box?"

Luo Yao laughed more cheerfully, and Ye Moyuan's heart completely settled down after listening.

His little donkey is fine at home, and everything is fine.

He also said that he would cook for himself and bring it to him, he smiled, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

He shouldn't be so restless, the little donkey is very good, he sounds energetic, and he is completely different from the exhausted and dying person who was tortured by himself last night.

He shouldn't be annoyed, bored, uneasy.

The little donkey is fine, she is fine.

She will be here soon, bringing food to herself.

"Yes, be careful on the road! Be careful! I'll wait for you! Hang up."

If the executives know that their president is too energetic, they will be annoyed by tossing the president's wife enough.

I'm afraid everyone thinks they are Dou E.

Too injustice.

June Feixue might not even be able to clear up their injustice.

It should fly ice.

Flying ice in June.

Ye Moyuan put away his phone, but there was still a smile on his face before he could put it away.

The higher-ups were even more horrified.

What's the situation?Is the president going to intensify?
After finishing his expression, Ye Moyuan said two words coldly: "Continue."

The person who had just been interrupted stood up and continued speaking as if he was heading to the execution ground.

Strangely, the president's tone of criticism this time was not as domineering and severe as before, but a little softer.

Everyone below breathed a sigh of relief.

The president finally returned to normal.

I really have to thank that call, which brought them back to the world from purgatory.

Xiao Cheng also heaved a sigh of relief, worried that Young Master Ye would turn all these uncles and grandpas who had worked in Ye's most of their lives into wronged daughters-in-law if he continued to scold him.

Everyone crying and wiping their tears, that would be really ugly.

Luo Yao came to the company with the meals she cooked, and Xiao Cheng was already waiting below.

Ye Shao ordered him to lead the person directly to the office.

"Young Mistress! Wait a moment, Young Master Ye is still in a meeting."

"Oh! Then go to work!"

After greeting Xiao Cheng, Luo Yao took out the food and put it on the table.

A plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of dry-stir-fried octopus, a plate of shredded chicken with green peppers, and a bowl of kelp rib soup.

After setting out the dishes, Luo Yao began to wait.

After waiting for a long time, Ye Moyuan didn't show up.

Look at the clock, it's almost one o'clock.

How did it happen?Such a long meeting?Don't you have to eat lunch?
Standing up with displeasure, he went to the meeting room.

At the door, a man's roar was heard.

"Are you a pig? Can't even do a report? What kind of elite? Redo."

Luo Yao was startled, so angry?Is the anger from last night still gone?
"Your report is out of context, purely perfunctory? Don't you blush with such a high salary?"

"boom!"

The sound of things being thrown on the floor.

Luo Yao pushed open the door of the conference room and looked at the man sitting there.

With a face full of grievances: "What's the matter? Why haven't you come back for dinner? I've been waiting for you for a long time, I'm hungry!"

hungry?Damn.

Ye Moyuan stood up with a dark face and bored eyes.

"Dismiss."

As soon as he got busy, he forgot, his little donkey was still waiting for him to eat?Who is responsible for starving his baby?

(End of this chapter)