After wearing books, I became a movie star and his stepmother

Chapter 327 Visiting the Bookstore (2)

"I'm fine, but you must stop running around, you know?"

Mo Zixuan was really not angry with Ruan Lele, but he had to remind him if it was time to remind him. After taking the tissue from Xiao Gongju, he continued to mutter.

"You are still so young, it's really not safe to go out, no matter what you want to do, tell me anyway, as long as I can do it, I will definitely promise you, don't be self-willed anymore, you know? Lele Be obedient!"

Mo Zixuan crouched on the ground half-stretched, muttering indistinctly.

If it weren't for the high-end clothes and good looks, it would be really easy to be regarded as a mentally disturbed person.

Still, their group attracted some attention.

Ruan Meng narrowed her eyes and looked around, seeing many little girls cast doubtful eyes on Mo Zixuan, she immediately pulled him up.

Skillfully took out a mask from the bag and handed it to him.

"Put it on first."

"Yeah..." Mo Zixuan subconsciously followed what Ruan Meng said, and the two little guys, Ruan An'an and Ruan Lele, leaned obediently beside them.

At this time, Ruan Meng didn't intend to stay any longer, so she made a gesture to drag the elder and younger to the small garden behind the bookstore. She never thought that Wen Zishu, who was lukewarm to them just now and kept a gentleman's distance, would suddenly speak. :"etc!"

"Uncle Wen, do you have anything else to do?"

Among them, Ruan An'an, the child who had the best sense of Wen Zishu, spoke first, and Ruan Meng didn't say anything. Wen Zishu paused, his eyes flicked across Ruan An'an's face, and finally fell on Mo's face. Zixuan's face.

This art teacher recognized Zixuan?
This was Ruan Meng's first reaction, she subconsciously stood between the two of them, blocking Wen Zishu's view of Mo Zixuan: "Is there something wrong?"

When asked again if something was wrong, Wen Zishu didn't know how to speak, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak, Ruan Meng frowned suddenly, and the guard that had been dispelled because of Wen Zishu's harmlessness also disappeared. appearing again.

Ruan Meng didn't ask any more questions, and didn't say any more polite words. She just glanced at Mo Zixuan and asked him to take the two children. Mo Zixuan was used to this kind of scene and quickly reacted. Did not refuse, turned and left.

Wen Zishu wanted to chase subconsciously, but Ruan Meng stopped him immediately.

"Mr. Wen, do you know what is enough is enough?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean any harm." Wen Zishu was stunned for a moment, and met Ruan Meng's wary eyes. His mind suddenly came to his senses. His actions really aroused suspicion, and it was normal to cause misunderstandings.

no offence?

Doesn't look like it anyway?

Wen Zishu's focus was obviously on Mo Zixuan.

Although he guided Ruan An'an in selecting books before, he was wary of them. Why did Mo Zixuan change as soon as he appeared?

It doesn't look like a fan at all!
Ruan Meng looked at Wen Zishu with Hong Guoguo's suspicion in her eyes.

Mo Zixuan looked over and scanned Wen Zishu's face.

After confirming that it was someone he didn't know, he didn't interrupt Ruan Meng's words.

"Maybe you really don't have any malicious intentions, but you and us are just strangers who won't meet each other. Maybe we won't meet each other in the future. I think it's better to stop here." As soon as the words finished, Ruan Meng turned around and left. up.

So much so that she didn't notice Wen Zishu's changes because of her words.

And the distorted expression that flashed in the eyes in an instant.

stranger?
There will be no more intersections?

Maybe not
In the small private garden behind the bookstore, Mo Zixuan and two cute babies sat obediently on wicker chairs. Ruan Meng, who had just paid the bill, walked over with a stack of books and placed them in front of Ruan Anan, without any slight Don't mention Wen Zishu.

Mo Zixuan just glanced at Wen Zishu, as if he was recognized, and didn't care at all, but he was a little curious when he saw a pile of basic books on painting, so he raised his hand and poked Ruan Anan's Little face.

"An'an likes to draw? Do you want my brother to teach you?"

"Is your brother good at drawing?"

"Uh..." Mo Zixuan was taken aback by the question, and felt a little annoyed why his younger brother had to add "very good".
Seeing that Mo Zixuan didn't answer him, Ruan Anan raised her small face and stared at him sincerely. Seeing that Mo Zixuan was stared at, Ruan Meng gloated and handed over the small cake at hand to him. In front of Ruan Anan.

"Eat something to fill your stomach first. Let's go to Mo's to find your daddy for lunch. Then just ask daddy to help you hire a teacher who is good at painting. As for the cost of hiring an art teacher, you can let your son pay for it." Brother Xuan is out."

"Well, I'm out!"

Mo Zixuan responded with a smile, heaved a sigh of relief secretly, and immediately shifted his focus, focusing on the 'old father' on Ruan Lele.

Ruan Lele has been thinking about the small cakes in this shop for a long time.

When Mo Zixuan took Ruan Lele to wait for Ruan Meng in the small garden, the staff brought the cake over, but Mo Zixuan refused to let her eat it.

Said to wait for Ruan Meng.

The delicious food was right in front of her eyes, she was so greedy, that's why she secretly ran to find Ruan Meng, now that she could finally eat it, naturally her heart and eyes were full of small cakes.

Mo Zixuan saw that the little guy ate cream all over his face, and there were many marks on his white collar, so his concern was choked in his throat and he couldn't express it.

Ruan Lele, on the other hand, inexplicably noticed it while eating.

"Brother, why are you staring at me? Are you afraid of getting fat and don't want to eat your little cake? It's okay! This baby is happy to serve you!"

"I" is not afraid of gaining weight.
Mo Zixuan opened his mouth, and just halfway through his denial, he saw a pair of small hands as fast as lightning, and the cheesecake in front of him immediately changed places.

It was placed together with Ruan Lele's own portion of tiramisu.

One mouthful on the left and one mouthful on the right, so comfortable.

"." Mo Zixuan twitched his mouth speechlessly when he saw this.

Why is it always him who gets hurt?
When Mo Zixuan was hesitating whether to fight wits with Xiao Gongju for a piece of cake, Ruan Meng, who was sitting on the only hanging basket in the small garden, suddenly spoke, her voice was still so cold and clear, but the content was refreshing .

"Before I came in, I found a sneak shot."

Mo Zixuan's expression darkened suddenly, and he began to think about something, and then asked, "Did Leng Ying find out who leaked the news?"

Mo Zixuan, who is used to the fights between wealthy families and the intrigue in the entertainment industry, also immediately guessed that there was something wrong with the insiders. Otherwise, how could their itinerary that they decided on the spur of the moment be detected so quickly? It's full of eyeliner, just to block a little actor like him, right?

The wasted human, material and financial resources are enough to kill two of them.

Ruan Meng kicked her legs, causing the hanging basket to swing twice, her face showed no tension at all, after taking a bite of the cake, she seemed to feel that the taste was normal.

Turned over and put it on the table.

"There is no news yet, presumably the result has not been obtained yet."

"Yeah." Mo Zixuan nodded, and after writing down the matter, he didn't mention it anymore. After eating the cake with the two children, he started to read the books he bought.

The books brought back were all selected by Ruan Anan, and they were all books about painting. Ruan Lele didn't like it at all, so she pouted and wanted to go shopping.

Ruan Meng was thinking about Wen Zishu's weirdness just now, so she didn't let Mo Zixuan go out, and let Mo Zixuan stay in the small garden to accompany Ruan Anan.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to send a message to Leng Ying.

Let her bring two people to guard near the small garden.

For some reason, Ruan Meng felt more and more weird as time passed by, as if she had overlooked something important.

I can't remember it for a while.

Ruan Lele has a lively temper. She dragged Ruan Meng into the hall to buy only one comic book every time, and then rushed back to buy after reading it.

The cycle went back and forth no less than a dozen times.

Ruan Meng, who couldn't express her anger or emotion, was a little helpless.

Once again, I lamented the energy of the child.

When Ruan Lele once again pestered her to say that she had finished reading the comic book and was going to buy a new book, Ruan Meng still couldn't help but pat the little guy's forehead: "Xiaobao, buy it for me this time, what do you want?" Read the book!"

"Oh~~~" Ruan Lele replied with her lips pursed, and without further ado, she honestly chose a bunch of comics, yes, a bunch.

Ruan Meng pursed her lips tightly, staring at the pile of books that were as tall as her, felt a little headache, so she had to look around, her eyes fell on a staff member, she suddenly turned around, and called out softly that person.

"Hello, can I help you?"

"Ah, hello, how can I help you?" A young man about 18.9 years old looked up and smiled at Ruan Meng. Ruan Meng didn't say much, but pointed to the book next to Ruan Lele: "Trouble Help me pack."

With Ruan Meng's skill and arm strength, she is naturally able to move the pile of books, but it's not easy for her to do some weird behavior in such an open situation.

It would be funny if it was posted on the Internet as a joke by passers-by.

Strong player?

Or a mighty little actress?
The staff were also surprised when they saw the pile of books in the direction Ruan Meng pointed, smiled embarrassingly and nodded hurriedly: "No problem!"

Ruan Meng, who had no temper at all, didn't bother to express her feelings, so she led Ruan Lele and the three staff members who were called to help with the packing, and went back to the small garden.

Mo Zixuan and Leng Ying, who was guarding nearby, were stunned when they saw this posture. If Ruan Meng and Ruan Lele were not following behind, Leng Ying might have regarded these people as dangerous elements and the book as a Hazardous items stopped.

only.
Come to the bookstore to read books. You don’t have to buy every book, do you?
Where do you buy them all?

It wasn't just Leng Ying who was thinking about this question, Mo Zixuan was also thinking about it.

Their home in Imperial Garden is no better than the old Mo family house.

There are only three floors, and they are basically active on the third floor.

The two children are still young, and there is no study room for them yet, so so many books must be placed in the study room that has been packed.

Originally, there was only one main study room in the house, which was used for Mo Yuting's office.

Later, after Mo Zixuan moved in, he tidied up another room and came out.

Mo Zixuan definitely didn't dare to stuff these comic books into his father's study room, so it's likely that his small study room was lost, right?
Please let him feel sad for a second
Ruan Lele, who had no idea what Mo Zixuan was sad about, happened to pass by Mo Zixuan, saw him bowing his head and pursing his lips, just like when her lollipop was withheld by Mommy and Daddy, she felt sympathy for a moment Immediately emerged.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Mo Zixuan, who was stabbed in the heart again, froze his face, and shook his head with a smirk: "No. I'm not unhappy. I'm fine."

"Oh..." Ruan Lele nodded half-understood, then thoughtlessly picked up her pile of comic books and read them.

Don't say it!
The little brother in the comic book is really handsome!

But why is it only the little brother in the current comic book?

Where did Miss Sister go?

There are no friends who are similar to her!
weird!
The leisurely time always passed quickly, and the time passed even faster when the two children were not tossing about. It wasn't until Leng Ying came to remind Ruan Meng that it was already noon.

"Did you tell Ah Ting that we are going there?"

The weather was fine today, Ruan Meng was sitting on the hanging basket dangling and almost fell asleep, she was still a little dazed after being called out by Leng Ying, so she asked a casual question.

"Hui Madam, I didn't mention it, and Lin Yuan probably didn't know about it either."

"Well, it's just right, let's go suddenly and give him a surprise." Ruan Meng nodded softly, and Mo Zixuan curled his lips quietly when he heard this.

If he remembered correctly, he happened to be there the last time Ruan Meng came to the company suddenly and wanted to surprise his father.

Although he was caught in the same frame as his father when he and Ruan Meng were not familiar, he didn't hear what he called his father anyway.

No goofs.

I hope there will be no surprises this time.
Otherwise, it's just a surprise
no hi
Ruan Meng was afraid that she would be late, just in time for Mo Yuting to go to lunch first, or because she was still busy with work, so she didn't get stuck.

After tidying up the two children, Leng Ying sent someone to deliver the books they bought to the car, and the group left the bookstore and rushed to Mo's.

Little did they know that as soon as they left, the news that Ruan Meng and Mo Zixuan appeared in a remote bookstore with their two children reached someone's ears.

In the box of the teahouse, two men were sitting behind separate screens.

Neither the waiters nor the bodyguards could only hear their voices.

Can't see face.

Among them, the man with a youthful voice as bright as jade glanced at the news from his subordinates, and suddenly smiled softly, with a little sarcasm in his tone.

"They really have nothing to fear! The matter of Mo Zixuan and Xun Yuning has been hiding in secret all along, and the disadvantages may surface at any time and drag Mo Zixuan down from the altar, but they still dare to go out so recklessly!"

"In their eyes, Xun Yuning is nothing more than a little guy, who can be killed if he just presses it casually, so naturally it won't affect their mood of going out and having fun."

With a low voice, another man who seemed to be a bit older followed up with analysis. His words probably stimulated the young man who spoke first.

Suddenly there was the sound of teacups breaking in the box.

A sneer followed.

"Really? I hope they will have such a good interest in the future!"

(End of this chapter)