Married but heartbroken, Young Master Mo's little wife

Chapter 257 The Assistant Delivered to Your Door
In city a, the lights are dim.

On the top floor of the Moshi Hotel, a figure stood in front of the glass window of the presidential suite, holding a red wine glass in his hand.

Lifting it up slowly, his eyes are deep and far away, as if looking into the distance, or looking at himself reflected in the glass.

"Mo Jingshu, the first gift I gave you, do you still like it?"

"Don't worry, the good show has just begun, let us look forward to it together."

The scarlet liquid fell on the lips, accompanied by a cold smile...

hospital.

"Bai Zhufeng, don't stare at me like this." Mo Jingshu growled dissatisfied.

"Mo Jingshu, did you crash your brain with a car?" Bai Zhufeng raised his hand to touch his forehead, it wasn't hot.

"White Bamboo Wind..."

Mo Jingshu gritted his teeth and looked at her. The little woman had an innocent face and blinked her big eyes, which was a bit playful.

The already beautiful facial features are glowing with happiness, very eye-catching.

Mo Jingshu suddenly felt his heart beat violently a few times, and his face turned red in disbelief, seeing why his wife blushed because it was just and right.

Thinking more and more confidently, he stared at Bai Zhufeng's face without letting go.

"You, are you all right? I'll call the doctor..." Bai Zhufeng panicked after seeing Mo Jingshu, and wanted to get up.

"Hey..." Mo Jingshu firmly grasped his arm, moving it towards the bed.

"You don't need a doctor, you are enough."

Before Bai Zhufeng came back to his senses, the person was already under him.

The warmth in his arms gave Mo Jingshu peace of mind he had never felt before. He has already married her, and she is not ruthless to him, so why not cherish what is in front of him and not regret it until he loses it...

Fang Ziyan's loneliness taught Mo Jingshu a good lesson, and he finally made up his mind to cherish Bai Zhufeng.

creak...

The door of the ward was pushed open, Bai Zhufeng was startled, and hurriedly pushed Mo Jingshu away, his clothes were slightly wrinkled.

Murong Zhuoxia's eyes were so dim that they lost all luster, "No, I'm sorry, I'll take a look."

"You, look at it." Bai Zhufeng backed away hurriedly, his cheeks were hot, his head was lowered, thinking that Murong Zhuoxia could clearly see the posture between himself and Mo Jingshu just now, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Mo Jingshu got up slowly, "Thanks for your hard work, Doctor Murong." Like a high-ranking king, he showed off his victory.

Murong Zhuoxia just nodded, "I should." After checking Mo Jingshu's injuries, Murong Zhuoxia turned around, "Zhufeng, I have something to tell you, come out."

"Oh."

"Speak here if you have something to say." Mo Jingshu immediately stopped him.

"She has no freedom at all?" Murong Zhuoxia asked dissatisfied.

Mo Jingshu frowned, looked at Bai Zhufeng, and waited for her to make a decision.

"Jingshu, take a rest first, I'll be back soon." Bai Zhufeng said softly.

The corners of Murong Zhuoxia's lips were lightly raised, she was in a good mood for such a small victory.

Mo Jingshu's face was as gloomy as ink, and a cold light shone from the bottom of his eyes, "Bai Zhufeng, good job!"
The originally soft lines became tense because of thin anger, and the thin lips were slightly pursed, as if in a silent struggle, Bai Zhufeng smiled helplessly, stepped forward, and gently kissed his side face, "I I will be back soon."

Whisper softly.

The two men froze at the same time.

One joy, one loss.

"Zhuo Xia, let's go." Bai Zhufeng said.

Murong Zhuoxia came back to his senses and walked ahead, they are already husband and wife, no matter how intimate they are, it is normal...

"What do you want to tell me?"

"Tomorrow, about going to Doer's, she said that Xiaofeng's condition is very bad, and the treatment cannot be stopped."

"Well, I see. I'll go directly there tomorrow morning."

"I'll be off the night shift tomorrow, sometimes..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Zhufeng still spoke.

"No need for Zhuo Xia, you have worked hard all night, so you can rest after work, I can do it myself."

"Are you afraid of my hard work or Mo Jingshu's misunderstanding!"

Murong Zhuoxia's tone has never been blunt, he just wants to be by her side as a friend, is that okay?She insisted on pushing herself to a corner where she couldn't meet?

"Zhuo Xia."

Bai Zhufeng looked at Murong Zhuoxia in astonishment, he had known each other for many years, and he was always gentle.

Murong Zhuoxia moved his lips, wanting to explain, want to appease, but couldn't say anything, turned around and left quickly.

Looking at his back, lonely, lonely, and even a bit desolate, Bai Zhufeng's heart seemed to be tripped by something, feeling sour and sad.

9+1 bar.

A tall figure was leaning on the sofa in the corner, drinking glasses of wine, the spicy taste could not numb his nerves at all.

The luxurious environment, the deafening music, and the beauties who approached him from time to time could not arouse his interest at all.

"President Ye, you don't want to have an affair. Could it be that you have started to cultivate yourself?" A cool and crisp voice sounded.

Ye Chenqing raised his eyes, his originally handsome face was much more haggard, and reddish bloodshot eyes could be seen faintly at the bottom of his eyes, "Get lost."

"President Ye is not interested in the woman who came to the door, and the assistant who offered to recommend him is also not interested?" The person who came was a young woman, who didn't care about Ye Chenqing's attitude, and sat beside him instead.

"Assistant? You?" Ye Chenqing's mocking voice sounded.

After paying off all the arrears, Yingli Group still exists, but it is struggling. First, it cannot recruit people, and second, it cannot find business. He and his father tried to save the company by other means, but every road was blocked. Mo Jingshu was blocked to death.

"That's right, I'm a Ph.D. in economics, management and psychology from Harvard University. I'm 21 years old. So far, I'm a genius student recognized by Harvard." The woman looked at Ye Chenqing sideways and introduced herself word by word.

"Blue Butterfly!" Ye Chenqing's eyes lit up, and he uttered a name.

"Exactly. I don't know if President Ye is interested. Find a place to chat?" Lan Die asked with a smile.

"Okay." Ye Chenqing got up, and the tall figure formed a shadow and fell on Lan Die's body. Lan Die just smiled faintly and walked in front.

"My car is over there..." Ye Chenqing said, Lan Die walked in the opposite direction to his car.

"My car is over there." Lan Die shook the car key and smiled playfully.

Ye Chenqing remembered that he drank a lot of wine, and smiled apologetically.

The car stopped in front of a 24-hour chain noodle shop.

"I didn't eat dinner, Mr. Ye doesn't mind?"

Lan Die looked at Ye Chenqing.

Ye Chenqing got out of the car as a gentleman and opened the door for her.

The two looked at each other and smiled, adding a tacit understanding.

The lighting in the noodle shop is very soft, and the room is air-conditioned, which can calm people down quickly on a restless night.

"Boss, two bowls of beef noodles."

"okay."

"I thought that Miss Lan who came back from overseas would prefer to eat Western food."

Ye Chenqing leaned back on the seat and carefully looked at Landie. He was 21 years old, full of youth, with exquisite and eye-catching facial features. His palm-sized face was unpainted, and the corners of his lips were slightly pouty, with a bit of playfulness. Looking forward to the beef noodle.

"I feel sick after eating western food."

Lan Die calmly accepted Ye Chenqing's scrutiny, casually opened a bottle of drink on the table, and opened a bottle for Ye Chenqing. "This is called Peanut Dew. Mr. Ye must have never drank it before. Try it."

Ye Chenqing took it, gulped, took a sip, the taste in his mouth was soft and not too sweet, it didn't taste like peanuts, overall he liked it.

"good."

"It's not bad, just drink more to nourish your stomach."

"Thank you."

Ye Chenqing didn't speak any more, and silently finished the bottle of peanut dew in his hand.

The boss is a middle-aged man. In the middle of the night, all the waiters went home, leaving the boss and his wife alone.

"Two, take it easy."

Comes with a plate of small pickles.

Lan Die smiled and thanked.

He ate it with big mouthfuls, as if he hadn't really eaten dinner.

Ye Chenqing hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the chopsticks. The noodles were cooked very vigorously, and the soup was very thick. Before he knew it, he had finished eating a bowl of noodles.

"It's delicious."

Putting down the chopsticks, Ye Chenqing praised him.

"I have a pair of eyes to discover delicious food. Mr. Ye is full, let's get to the point."

"Miss Lan is well-known throughout Harvard. Before you graduated, dozens of multinational companies have offered you an olive branch. So, I'm curious why you chose Yingli?"

Ye Chenqing looked at Lan Die. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Yingli Company might not even be considered a second-rate company in the world.

"There are two reasons. First, I want to return to City A. Second, I like jobs that are full of challenges."

"You mean that working in Yingli is a challenge for you?" Ye Chenqing's expression darkened.

"President Ye doesn't think so?" Lan Die didn't care about his attitude, and reached out to take out a plan from his bag, "This is the market research I did and the plan for the comprehensive restructuring of Yingli. Go back and have a look, if you are interested, just call me, there is my phone number on it."

"Boss, pay the bill."

"I don't have the habit of letting women pay the bill." Ye Chenqing took out a copy of Grandpa Mao and put it on the table.

"Thank you President Ye for the supper, let's go and take you back."

Lan Die walked in front, and Ye Chenqing followed with his long legs.

This woman is different from other women, she has a super brain, rumors are called a miracle in the history of Haval, if such a talent can really receive the company, it is naturally good, but Ye Chenqing can't see the purpose of Lan Die, I always feel that she is not simple.

In the car, neither of them spoke again.

The window of the car was half open, the street lamps and the colorful lights on both sides of the market flicked backward bit by bit, Ye Chenqing kept frowning, he didn't know whether tonight was good or not for him, Lan Die was so smart People, if you make a wrong move, maybe Mrs. Ye will be swallowed by her.

A woman who is too smart always makes people feel dangerous.

"President Ye, good night."

"Good night."

The car stopped for a while, but Ye Chenqing didn't get out of the car, so Lan Die spoke to remind him.

"President Ye, I'm not an insatiable woman, so you can take your worries to heart." Lan Die pressed the window of the car, smiled charmingly at Ye Chenqing, and the car sped away.

(End of this chapter)