Exclusive wife, wealthy husband is too fierce

Chapter 17

Isn't Huanyu the company that went bankrupt a few days ago?
It turned out to be from Gong Wan'er's house.

He looked at the residential address again, and it was also in this community, but it was confiscated because of debts.

Uncle: Gong Zhibo.

Looking at the names in this column, Mo Zhaoyun's face turned cold. Even if Gong Wan'er didn't say anything, he guessed that it was Gong Zhibo who drugged her and sent her to the old man's bed.

Use such indecent methods on your own niece, villain!

As soon as he thought about it, the phone rang again, he glanced at it and lowered his eyes, hung up according to Gong Wan'er's words, and blocked the phone number.

"Zhao Yun, come down to eat." At this time, Mo's mother called him downstairs, and he closed the computer, got up and went out.

……

In the dining room, Gong Wan'er was dividing bowls of soup, and Mo's mother was already seated.

"Wan'er, sit next to me." She said, pushing the small cup on the table to the bone plate on the left hand side, "This is the soup I made specially for you, cloud ears, red dates and rice field eels, to replenish qi and blood! You You look bad, drink more."

"Thank you, Auntie." Gong Wan'er thanked Mo Zhaoyun, Mo's mother, and finally herself.

She gave it to him purely because Mo Zhaoyun was in the lead, but in Mo's mother's eyes, Mo Zhaoyun was the most important thing, and the smile on her face suddenly increased a little.

Gong Wan'er was restrained by the smile, she sat down and lowered her eyebrows.

Mom Mo pushed the small cup again, "Drink!"

Gong Wan'er nodded, holding a spoon and staring at the small cup in front of her with a serious expression, God knows she hates fish the most, how would she drink this soup!
Mo's mother was still asking, "Why don't you eat it? Does it not suit your appetite? I boiled it for more than an hour, and you can taste it if you taste it."

After cooking for more than an hour, you have to say you like it if you don’t like it!
Gong Wan'er immediately shook her head and said with a smile, "No, it's just..."

"Just what?" Mother Mo asked again.

"I want to eat fish, she wants to keep it for me." Mo Zhaoyun's voice sounded, and he had already walked to the dining room.

"Yes, I want to leave it to Zhao Yun." Gong Wan'er heaved a sigh of relief, and while answering, handed the small cup to Mo Zhao Yun.

Mo's mother looked surprised, "Don't you like to eat fish and never touch it?"

When Gong Wan'er heard this, her hands froze immediately.

Mo Zhaoyun opened the chair and sat down, "I want to eat recently."

"It's easy to handle. I'll cook a cup for each of you tomorrow." Mo's mother picked up the chopsticks and said lightly.

Gong Wan'er even turned pale this time.

Mo Zhaoyun frowned, "Are you coming tomorrow?"

"What kind of tone are you talking about!" Mo's mother was a little unhappy, "I'm not leaving tonight, I'm going to stay here for a few days."

Mo Zhaoyun continued to frowned, "It's not convenient for you to live here."

"What's the inconvenience? I live in the guest room and don't bother you—"

"Mom, the boss may come back when!" Mo Zhaoyun reminded, looking at Gong Wan'er intentionally or unintentionally, the word "boss" is a little heavy.

It was only then that Mo's mother remembered that in Gong Wan'er's eyes, this was the "boss"'s home.

Gong Wan'er thought Mo's mother was embarrassed by what Mo Zhaoyun said, so she hurriedly made a siege, "If Auntie doesn't mind, you can sleep in my bed, I'll make a bed on the floor."

"What kind of floor shop? It's cool at night." Mo's mother refused.

"Then—" Gong Wan'er proposed again, but was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"Go and share the bed with Zhao Yun." Mother Mo ordered.

"What?" Gong Wan'er opened her eyes wide.

Mo Zhaoyun frowned and relaxed, scooped up the eel and took a sip.

Mom Mo started to eat.

"You guys are boyfriend and girlfriend, and it's not too much to sleep in the same bed." As he spoke, his gaze swiveled between the two of them, "Don't tell me you haven't slept together?"

Gong Wan'er blushed as soon as she brushed it, she lowered her head and poked the rice in the bowl with her chopsticks.

She wasn't that forgetful yet. Although her mind was a little blurred under the influence of the drugs last night, he still remembered clearly his touching, kissing, and entering into her at the end.

She was already ashamed, but Mo's mother's question really made her want to dig a hole in the ground!
Seeing that Gong Wan'er blushed like this, Mo's mother knew that she was shy, so she didn't continue talking.

Mo Zhaoyun's expression remained unchanged, he ate slowly.

In the end, the dinner was finished in such a peaceful and awkward atmosphere, Gong Wan'er rushed to wash the dishes, and did not dare to raise her eyes during this period, for fear of meeting Mo Zhaoyun's gaze.

Mo's mother obviously came prepared. She also brought a suitcase and went directly to the room on the first floor.

Mo Zhaoyun was reading financial reports in the living room. Since the kitchen was open, he could see Gong Wan'er who was washing the dishes in the kitchen when he leaned up slightly. Because he was wearing gloves, he couldn't straighten his broken hair, so he had to lean up after a few dishes. head, pushing the broken hair aside.

Soon after Gong Wan'er came out after washing the dishes, Mo Zhaoyun shifted his gaze back to the TV indiscriminately.

Gong Wan'er stood aside a bit embarrassed, "Auntie's room? Then I'll take a shower first, you..."

Mo Zhaoyun folded his legs and looked at her from the side, "My room is the innermost on the second floor. There are bathrobes in the bathroom. I'll wash them after you wash them."

"That's good." Gong Wan'er nodded, turned around and walked upstairs quickly.

Mo Zhaoyun kept his movements still, and when the sound of "da da da" stopped, he suddenly got up and knocked on the door of the bedroom on the first floor.

Mother Mo came out with a mask on.

Mo Zhaoyun asked with a cold face, "When are you leaving?"

Mo's mother raised her voice, "Take me away again!"

"No, you can stay a few days longer this time."

Second floor, master bedroom.

In the bathroom, Gong Wan'er was standing under the shower.

Warm water poured down from the top of her head, slid over her cheeks, chest, and finally fell to the ground.

The light cast her figure on the glass door, which was blurred and faintly visible from the outside.

Mo Zhaoyun's eyes outside the door were full of lust at this moment.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, there was a click, and Gong Wan'er pushed the door open and came out.

Mo Zhaoyun instantly restrained the lust in his eyes, but Gong Wan'er was wearing a bathrobe one size larger, her hair was curled up, and she was wiping with a towel, revealing her fair neck, which was charming, and just this one action aroused the emotions in his body. Feeling lustful, he coughed in disguise.

It was only then that Gong Wan'er realized that he was on the side, she quickly tightened her skirt, and stepped aside, "You wash it."

Mo Zhaoyun didn't respond, but he unbuttoned his shirt and began to take off his shirt. When he walked to the bathroom door, he just took it off, revealing his strong body and sexy back.

Gong Wan'er had the illusion that Mo Zhaoyun was deliberately undressing in front of her eyes. Her face was already red after taking a bath, and her ears would turn red after thinking about it like this.

She turned her eyes away and stepped back again and again, but she didn't see the corner of Mo Zhaoyun's mouth raised.

When the bathroom door was closed again, Gong Wan'er's feeling of embarrassment eased a little. She looked around the room to see the furnishings, the ceiling, floor, and walls were all white, and the first thing she saw when she opened the door was the big bed.

The wardrobe and the bed are facing each other against the wall, she wants to get out a quilt and open the door, the shirts inside are neatly arranged in piles, the suits hang from the left to the right, and there are shoes under the grille, Gong Wan'er doesn't know much about fashion It can also be seen that this is definitely not a fake.

(End of this chapter)