Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 394

Huo Yichen is really busy.He didn't shy away from it, and connected the phone in front of her.

It is rare to have a day free for energy saving on New Year's Day. It has been two consecutive days, and this is the third day.The work has been compressed again and again, and it has reached the limit.There are many things that require his personal presence.

On the phone, he explained some simple tasks, but the cooperation with a multinational group requires him to personally meet with the team that came to China this time to finalize the cooperation intention on the future development prospects.

In addition, there were some problems in the middle of the finalized cooperation project with Lin Yue Group, and he also needed to meet and negotiate with Mu Zekai, the person in charge of Lin Yue's project.

He talked on the phone, mostly without words, occasionally responded briefly, and then made precise decisions.

Today, there are a lot of scattered explanations.

Mu Geenge knew that he was afraid that it was because he repeatedly delayed the schedule.

After the phone call ended, she said, "I don't have anything important here. I'll go up to have a rest later. I still have Mama Zhang at home to accompany me."

Huo Yichen listened and understood what his wife meant.

He threw the phone on the coffee table in the living room, led her upstairs, and said as he walked, "The weather is good today. If Jinge is in good spirits, you can go for a walk in the yard. If you are tired, come back to rest, or take a book to read." Stay in the sunroom for a while."

His voice was soft and magnetic, deep and seductive, "If you feel bored, you can also ask Shang Lu Qingqing to come over to accompany you. If it's not good, you can also call me."

While speaking, the two had already returned to the master bedroom, but his words did not mean to stop.

He said: "But remember, if you feel unwell again, you must notify me."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped and looked at her.Raising his hand to brush away the hair from her cheeks, his eyes were soft and soft, "No matter how important business is, it's not as important as you."

He didn't emphasize this too much, and narrated it in an unusual tone, but his eyes were too hot.

This person rarely talks about love, or he has never said anything about love to anyone.So once you open your mouth, it is not ordinary touching.

Mu Ge didn't look at it, because she was afraid that she might not be able to hide her feelings after watching it.

The man was in a hurry to get to the company, but things were still in order.

He first took her to the sofa to sit down, took the latest newspaper this morning and handed it to her, and then went back to the dressing room to return the clothes.

He changed quickly and came out with his cuffs tied up and his tie hanging around his neck.

Today he is wearing a smoky gray shirt and black trousers, with a coat hanging on his arm.

He threw his coat on the sofa, and while tying up his cuffs, he came to her, leaning slightly.

Mu Geunge looked at the approaching figure, and then at the untied tie in front of her, but her memory went back to a few months ago.

There was also such a morning when he leaned over and waited for her to tie her tie.It's just that she didn't know how to tie it at that time, and the results she barely made were not very impressive.

But today is different.

She put the newspaper aside casually, and got up from the sofa. This man was too tall, and she half-kneeled on the sofa, so that she could tie his tie comfortably.

The technique is very fast and skillful, as if I have practiced it many times.

Huo Yichen looked at Rui's eyes gradually stained with a smile.

It seems that he also thought of the past.Looking back on that time now, even if it is not sincere, there are still many memories worth cherishing.

"It's a good technique. It seems that I won't have to tie my own tie in the future." The man said proudly.Listening to this, Mu Genge pursed her lips and smiled, raised her eyes and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Before, I gave you a tie and your employees didn't laugh at you when you went to the company?"

This is a deliberate joke.On such an early morning, it is rare for husband and wife to get close, the husband treats each other tenderly, the wife treats each other tenderly, and the time becomes beautiful.

"Who dares to laugh?" The man spoke domineeringly.But it is also true.

I'm afraid that even if he was dressed in ragged clothes, no one of the Emperor's employees dared to have any other emotions except shock.

After putting on the tie, Mu Geunge slightly staggered his body, took a look at him, and nodded in satisfaction, "Very handsome!"

His facial features are profound and exquisite, and his temperament is noble and elegant. An ordinary word "handsome" is not enough to describe his appearance and demeanor.This person is a natural luminous body, no matter where it comes from, it cannot be ignored.

Huo Yichen straightened his body, glanced at the newspaper inadvertently.

Normally, he would be the first to see the newspaper when he woke up.But last night, his wife's illness relapsed, so that the early morning habit was broken.He hasn't read that newspaper yet.

Newspaper headlines have always been celebrity anecdotes.Today's headlines are naturally inseparable from the word celebrity.

Mo family!

The Mo family that has dominated the headlines during this time.

Mo Nianci was cremated, and Mr. Mo passed away again.The Mo family had successive funerals, and Haicheng newspapers naturally reported them extensively.Among them, Mu Geunge, the envied Mrs. Huo, would certainly be missing.

Huo Yichen only glanced at it and never looked again.But he stood up straight and said, "I asked Assistant Hao to send a flower basket in your name, okay?"

"You are unwell, I refuse visitors, and let Assistant Hao explain to the reporter." His hand lightly fell on the top of her head, as if treating a depressed child, full of warmth, "Jinge doesn't need to care about other people's words. This Words in the world can be the sharpest weapon, but they can also be the blunt dagger, if you don’t care, it won’t hurt you.”

These words are comforting.The rhetoric from the outside world is quite sharp now.When he will go out, it is inevitable that she will not witness it while searching for some news on the Internet. Getting vaccinated in advance is a must.

Compared to his cautiousness, Mu Geunge was much calmer.

Her loss of focus just now was not because of the extreme words used for her.

Her absence stemmed from the death of Mr. Mo.

Although some reporters reported earlier that he was at home and had already gone home to recuperate, some reporters boldly speculated that it would only be a few days.But when the news of his death came, I couldn't help but feel sad.

She remembered how sternly the old man pointed at her mother's neck to tell her to roll when she was a child; how angrily he threatened her mother that if he dared to step into Mo's house, their mother and daughter would surely die.

She was his grandpa, but he never allowed himself to call him grandpa.

When he was a child, he longed for his relatives. When he met unexpectedly, he blurted out "grandfather", in exchange for his merciless cane.When she got back, she checked her back, where there was a purple mark running from her right shoulder to her left waist.

At that time, she didn't dare to show it to her mother, and kept holding it back. She accidentally touched it several times, and the pain became even more wet and sweated several times.But after that time, when she saw this old man, she never wanted to call her grandpa again.

People who were so powerful back then were no match for life, old age, sickness and death.No matter how brilliant you were in life, you are nothing but a piece of loess after death.

"I'm fine." She glanced at the newspaper, picked it up again, and flipped through it casually, but the news about the Mo family really didn't arouse her emotions at all.

There are three emotions in a person's life.

Love, love, friendship!

No matter which one, it has its bottom line and limit.Once over-consumption, it will always make people feel that the heart is dead, and there will be no more ripples.

The current Mo family is exactly like this to her.

(End of this chapter)