Domineering is addictive, Boss don't mess around

Chapter 568
Feng Mohan's sharp eyes squinted at her, and stared at her for a moment, silent.

Yuan Qingqing was originally excited, but she felt uneasy because of his eyes.

Did she say something wrong?

It really hurts for a woman to give birth.

"Mo Han?" Yuan Qingqing bit her lip and called his name in fear.

A sneer twitched from the corner of Feng Mohan's mouth, he retracted his gaze, and said "um" in a moderate way, as if he really felt sorry for Yuan Qingqing, and added: "Thanks for your hard work."

These three words were a great encouragement to Yuan Qingqing, and immediately made her excited.

This was the only comforting words she heard when she stayed by Feng Mohan's side, and finally it was no longer an emotionless resistance.

Feng Mohan lowered his eyes, only when he looked at You Xiaoli would he show a gentle expression.

What he said just now was just a test.

It is indeed painful to give birth to a child. As a man, he knows this.

But now that the medical technology is so developed, there are many ways to relieve the pain of childbirth, such as painless childbirth, underwater childbirth and so on.

Ordinary people have the price of ordinary people. How can a person of his status be willing to suffer for women?
Definitely choose the most expensive and best way.

There is pain, but it is definitely not what Yuan Qingqing said.

However, he was not surprised that Yuan Qingqing was not You Xiaoli's mother.

Now just waiting for the final result.

The match starts tomorrow, where is the person he is looking for?
After Yuan Qingqing saw him interrupt the video with You Xiaoli
"Mo Han, tonight..." She thought Feng Mohan's words just now were implying something to her, so she deliberately softened her voice.

"Get out." Feng Mohan closed his notebook and ordered her mercilessly.

Yuan Qingqing stared at him blankly, a little unbelievable, then her eyes turned red, she bit her lip, and smiled bitterly in disappointment: "Got it, you should rest earlier."

She thought that there would be some progress today, but it turned out to be just her wishful thinking.

Why Feng Mohan still can't accept her?
What did she do wrong?
After Yuan Qingqing left, Feng Mohan looked at the closed door for a long time, and then connected to the internal line.

"Hi, hello, this is the front desk, what can I do for you?"

"The carpet and sofa in my room need to be replaced."

"Hello, sir, it's like this... The carpet can be replaced immediately. As for the sofa, it may be inconvenient to replace it. Is there any other way?"

"No, there are bacteria and it's dirty."

The lady at the front desk didn't quite understand what he meant, but it seemed that he was about to change, and the person who could live in that room was definitely a big shot. She couldn't afford to offend her, so she quickly arranged for people to replace the carpet and sofa.

Feng Mohan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, smoking a cigarette in boredom, and let those people busy carrying them in his room.

For some reason, he couldn't bear Yuan Qingqing's existence more and more.

As long as it was something she touched, he felt dirty.

If it wasn't for the fact that there is no machine for pumping air here, he really wanted to replace the air in this room.

After the carpet and sofa had been replaced, the men withdrew.

The whole room fell into silence again.

Smoke flickers in and out of the night.

Feng Mohan didn't know how many cigarettes he had smoked.

He didn't put out the cigarette butt until he remembered that You Xiaoli didn't like the smell of cigarettes and that it was harmful to the child's health.

Another sleepless night.

He hasn't had a good quality sleep for a long time.

The next morning, Feng Mohan was woken up by the phone ringing.

After seeing that it was Yuan Qingqing, he hung up without hesitation.

But being disturbed by her like this, his drowsiness also disappeared.

After remembering that the competition started today, Feng Mohan glanced outside, was stunned for a moment, got up and changed into a neatly ironed suit, fully showing his tall and straight figure.

This suit has been with him for a long time, and it has some familiar scents on it.

Can't smell it, but he can feel it.

As if some woman had once held his arm, or adjusted his collar.

After Feng Mohan walked out of the room, he ignored Yuan Qingqing who was waiting outside, and said to the secretary next to him, "How long has it been since?"

"Mr. Feng, it's been half an hour since we started, but we are now in a confirmed team state. I'm afraid the selection of works will take a while. Are you going to have breakfast now?"

"No, just go there."

The secretary didn't dare to disobey his words, so he could only listen.

Yuan Qingqing suffered a lot of grievances from him, and she didn't care about adding another day to last night, so she insisted on asking him backwards: "Mo Han, skipping breakfast is bad for your health, go eat some, and the competition is not in a hurry."

Feng Mohan frowned, obviously impatient.

He didn't want to miss a single minute of the game, who knew if he would miss some important person because of the delay?
"Mo Han, your physical condition has never recovered. Didn't you have a headache all the time? If you don't eat breakfast, what if you faint on the field?"

Unwillingly, Yuan Qingqing asked again.

When Feng Mohan heard this, he stopped and walked towards the restaurant.

Maybe she was right, if she fainted, she might miss more things.

Yuan Qingqing thought that he accepted her concern, and finally felt better.

When they were in the restaurant, neither Feng Mohan nor Yuan Qingqing dressed up in disguise, and the people who could come here were all prominent figures, so they didn't care too much.

However, other people recognized them, and when they came to say hello, they were very enthusiastic and kind, saying that the two of them looked very affectionate.

The expression on Feng Mohan's face changed slightly, and he responded politely to them, but there was an imperceptible indifference in his familiar eyes.

But Yuan Qingqing was very happy.

Being called Mrs. Feng was the happiest thing for her.

In fact, at this moment, Yuan Qingqing really hoped that You Ruoxi could see it, so that she could let that woman know who was the third party in this relationship.

But she hadn't seen that woman for a year, and it was a pleasure.

"President Feng, the design competition has officially started." The secretary came over to remind him.

Feng Mohan didn't react too much. After finishing his breakfast gracefully, he got up and walked towards the competition venue.

It's just that his footsteps are faster than before.

Even if the auditions and qualifiers were divided into one week, the scene was still full of darkness, and almost all the people in the past were people.

The auditorium is divided into the first floor and the second floor, and the center is the place of the competition.

Because it is an audition, it is very simple. Basically, after the work is completed and shown to the judges, if the majority of votes pass, you can participate in the subsequent promotion competition.

Feng Mohan sat in the corner of the auditorium very low-key, his eyes quickly searched for the contestants.

(End of this chapter)