The surrogate wife is a goddess

Chapter 61

When Luo Yao heard Ye Moyuan's aggrieved tone, the coldness in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she took his arm actively.

"You can be my crutch."

"Do I have any other options?" Ye Moyuan teased with a smile, "The role of the Patriarch of the Ye family is just a crutch?"

"you are not willing?"

Luo Yao wants to let go of Ye Moyuan.

His hand was grasped by him: "I am willing, very honored."

Luo Yao took Ye Moyuan's arm, left the presidential palace, and got into the car.

"Okay, you don't need to wear these shoes." Ye Moyuan took out the soft leather mop and gave Luo Yao to change it.

There was his body temperature on the leather mop, and Luo Yao's heart felt warm.

The man's profile is handsome and extraordinary, outstanding.

A smile is like the spring breeze in March, and peach blossoms bloom.

Anger is like a thousand miles of ice, snow and rain.

Such a man is now taking off and putting on his shoes, tirelessly doing it over and over again.

What would happen if he knew that he was not Chen Cheng?
The car started and sped forward. After thinking about it, Luo Yao felt sleepy and fell asleep leaning against Ye Moyuan.

When they got home, Ye Moyuan didn't wake her up, and carried her into the door and upstairs.

Blocking the moonlight in the lotus pond from the door, I changed the pajamas for the little donkey, and then put her in the bed.

When he woke up the next day, Ye Moyuan had already left.

The dent in the pillow told her that he had been home to rest last night.

It was still the moonlight in the lotus pond waiting for her to wash and dress up. When she went downstairs to have breakfast, she accidentally saw Zhou Ming greeting Chen Hengzhi.

"What are you doing here?" Luo Yao looked at him with impatience in her eyes.

Zhou Ming respectfully bowed to Luo Yao: "Young Mistress! Mr. Chen is here to pick you up."

"Then should I go with him?" Luo Yao asked intentionally.

"No." Zhou Ming replied politely, "The young master told me that the emperor is not at peace recently, and the young mistress can't go out of the night garden at will, so as to avoid accidents."

"Did you hear that?" Luo Yao turned to look at Chen Hengzhi, "I can't go out casually, you should go back!"

Although Luo Yao issued an order to evict the guest, Chen Hengzhi's purpose of coming was not really to invite Luo Yao back.

He has other things for her.

"Chen Cheng! Dad hasn't seen you for a long time, can we, father and daughter, talk to each other alone?"

"Yes." Luo Yao led him to the restaurant, "I haven't had breakfast yet, let's talk while eating!"

"No, no, dad has already eaten." Chen Hengzhi felt that Luo Yao was just being rude.

How can a conversation take place in a place like a restaurant?At least it has to be a living room or a study.

People from small places really don't know much.

In fact, Luo Yao did it on purpose.

Chen Hengzhi came to the Night Garden early in the morning, and it would never be as simple as inviting him back for dinner.

There must be something greater to fight for.

When they came to the restaurant, the moonlight in the lotus pond stood beside Luo Yao, helping her open the dining chair, spread out the napkin, and arrange the dishes.

Luo Yao deliberately put on a show for Chen Hengzhi, she just wanted to let him know how extravagant and high-profile the copied Chen Cheng was.

When everything was ready, Luo Yao waved her hand, and everyone retreated.

"Tell me! What do you want from me?" Luo Yao lowered her head and sipped the soft, glutinous and sweet purple rice porridge elegantly, with her little finger upturned slightly, just like a wealthy lady.

"Your uncle's company is in a situation. Could you please speak to Master Ye? Put a little pressure on the other party? Let your uncle get through this difficult time safely?"

Luo Yao picked up a peanut in salt water, chewed it slowly, and drank another spoonful of purple rice porridge: "Uncle? Li Zihao?"

　Young Master Ye: Stupid Xia, why did you let me hide the leather bag on my body?
　　Luo Yao: You don't want to?
　　Young Master Ye persuaded: I am willing, very willing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)