Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 73 Take the Opportunity! (1)

Mo's Manor.

Inside the restaurant.

Mama Liu set up a table full of Chinese food cooked by herself.

Sitting on the main seat, Mo Chou had already taken off her suit jacket.

Her hair was simply tied into a ponytail, and her entire face was bathed in the light of the crystal lamp on the dining table.

An ordinary white shirt with slightly rolled cuffs.

The eyelids were slightly closed, and the long eyelashes drooped down, adding a touch of melancholy.

Sitting at the end of the long dining table, Mo Chou looks like a graphic model for the cover of a fashion magazine.

Mysterious, melancholy, and vaguely dreamy and unreachable.

Accompanied by Yao Yuan, they walked to the entrance of the hall.

Looking at the somewhat dreamy girl, Qin Tian's gaze was absent for a moment.

However, soon, he returned to normal color.

"Two, please sit down!"

Mama Liu, who came in with the last dish, greeted the two of them to sit down while busy.

Mo Chou withdrew her mind from her own thoughts and stood up too.

Qin Tian was given the seat on the right closest to Mo Chou, and Yao Yuan was arranged to sit beside him by Liu Ma.

The seat closest to Mo Chou on the left was reserved by her.

Mo Chou only thought it was Shen Hao's seat, and didn't ask any further questions.

Just at this moment, Shen Hao walked in, nodded to several people, and walked towards Mo Chou.

"Master! Sit here!"

Mama Liu took a step forward and pulled out the second chair to the left of Mochou.

Noticing the doubt in Shen Hao's eyes, she smiled lightly.

"Young man Murong will be here soon!"

"I am coming!"

As soon as Mama Liu finished speaking, Murong Lin's voice came in from outside the restaurant door.

Mochou raised her eyebrows and turned her gaze, only to see a large bunch of purple tulips squeezed in from the restaurant door.

The bouquet hangs down, revealing Murong Lin's charming androgynous face.

Walking forward, holding the flower in front of Mo Chou, he smiled unpredictably.

"Honey, I failed to fulfill your request last time, these flowers are considered as an apology!"

Mo Chou looked down at the bouquet in his hand, and saw a heart-shaped gift box cleverly surrounded by the bouquet.

In the box, could it be...? !

Mo Chou raised her face in doubt, and stared at Murong Lin's eyes playfully, trying to get some clues from his gaze.

(End of this chapter)