The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 1262 The Boss Really Dotes on His Wife Too Much, He Wants to Hug Even During Meetings, I Really Want That Person to Be Me

This method was copied over and over again, and everyone in the coffee house was wiped out by Yu Yongxiong.

Ye Moyuan hugged the little donkey and walked all the way to the side of the road. There was already a car waiting there to pick them up and drive them to a skyscraper.

Luo Yao's body was limp, and she slept in the man's arms the whole time.

To be honest, she was really tired.

Dealing with Janimu consumes too much mental power, and only sleeping can replenish it.

The car stopped at the entrance of the building, and a blond, blue-eyed, foreign man sprang out of it, very young.

"BOSS! You are finally here, all the executives are waiting for your lecture? You...!"

"Hush! Shut up!" Ye Moyuan reprimanded coldly, "My wife needs to rest, let the meeting attendees wait for 5 minutes. Also, Philip! Prepare the helicopter immediately, I want to go back to China."

"Going back to China?" Philip's pretty eyes were full of doubts, "Boss! Why did you go back when you first came? Our performance during this period has been booming, don't you want to celebrate with everyone?"

"I don't care about that! Tell everyone in the meeting to keep my voice down. If I wake up my wife, I'm going to go home and eat my own food."

Feili glanced at the woman in Ye Moyuan's arms, wondering why that always indifferent and unkind boss would spoil his wife so much.

But in this case, he didn't dare to say it casually, otherwise, he must be the one who died.

in the conference room.

The executives found it funny when they received the boss's message that Felix helped convey.

But when the door of the meeting room was opened and the boss entered the meeting room with a person in his arms, he felt that it was not funny at all.

The woman in the boss's arms seemed to be sleeping, her face was buried in the boss's chest, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

But everyone knew that the boss's wife was Luo Yao.

A very popular actress with considerable strength.

"What's wrong with her?" Someone whispered from below, "Why does she look so tired?"

"don't know."

"The boss really dotes on his wife so much that he hugs her even in meetings. I really want that person to be me."

"...!"

Ye Moyuan glanced at the high-level people below, as if the emperor was in court.

"Say something quickly, I have to go back in a while, and I'll leave if I don't have anything to say."

The typical tone of an emperor with a book to start playing, but no book to retreat from the court.

Since the high-level officials are here, they have to find something to do if they have nothing to do. Otherwise, wouldn't this trip be in vain?

How can Bai Lai express himself in front of the boss?

Although everyone had a lot of questions, everyone narrated in a very low voice, really very low, and did not dare to speak out.

Afraid that the boss would be unhappy, let them go home and eat their own.

It's not easy to find a job these days!Where can it be easily thrown away?

A slightly older fat man, probably because of his fatness, had a slightly louder voice. The little donkey in his arms frowned and moved a little.

Ye Moyuan glanced at him, and the fat man's flesh trembled in fright.

Shaky, wobbly, trembling is a wonderful thing.

Feili walked over, held the man's arm tightly, and reminded him softly.

"Hold on, hold on, try to keep the volume as low as possible, and don't disturb Madam, or you won't be the only one who dies." Will he be the one to die?

He was the one who recruited the man, and the BOSS was angered, so he was the first to be operated on.

Patting the person in his arms lightly, watching her gradually take longer breaths and snoring evenly, he was slowly relieved again.

The little donkey's energy is damaged, and it depends on sleep to recover.

Now that I'm pregnant with a baby again, if I don't rest well, how can my body withstand the toss of morning sickness?

(End of this chapter)