Married but heartbroken, Young Master Mo's little wife

Chapter 303 Why Don't You Swipe My Card

"The Mo family is very kind to me, which can be described as a mountain of kindness." Bai Zhufeng said slowly, his eyes fell from Lan Die's face to the coffee cup in front of him.

Blue Butterfly's white hands slightly curled up,

"Zhufeng, do you believe it? There is nothing good without a reason in this world."

"My father used to be Mo Lao's subordinate... That's why he treats me so well." Mentioning his father, Bai Zhufeng's eyes darkened.

There was a sneering smile on the corners of Lan Die's lips, and soon it returned to normal, Bai Zhufeng lowered his eyes and didn't see it, "Sorry, I picked a topic that made us unhappy, if you don't mind, let's talk about you Relationship with Boss Mo?"

"He and I..." Bai Zhufeng raised his eyes to look at Lan Die, and secretly thought that this topic is actually not very good. "We're fine."

"President Mo looks quite cold and arrogant. I can see that he loves you very much." Lan Die said with a smile.

"What about you? Are you really alone?" Bai Zhufeng brought the topic to Lan Die.

"I'd rather be alone."

"That's two people. I'm curious, who has such a good fortune that you have taken a fancy to." Bai Zhufeng asked curiously.

Lan Die bit her lip, "You've seen it too."

"I've seen it too. There are too many people. Apart from being sure it's not Ye Chenqing, I really have no doubts." Bai Zhufeng narrowed his eyes and thought.

"You promise me to keep it a secret, and your boss Mo can't tell, so I'll tell you." Lan Die blinked, and said with a bit of playfulness.

"Okay, agree." Bai Zhufeng responded readily.

Lan Die whispered three words.

"It turned out to be him!" Bai Zhufeng exclaimed, and then covered his mouth.

The two smiled at each other.

"Ye Hanjun used to be your good friend?" The two chatted for a while, and Lan Die asked what came to mind.

"It used to be."

Lan Die was extremely smart, so he naturally understood the meaning of this sentence, so he didn't ask any more.

The two went home after lunch.

Jin Jiang Apartments.

Mo Jingshu looked sadly at Bai Zhufeng who had returned home with a full load.

"What's wrong?" Bai Zhufeng asked in surprise.

"Why don't you swipe my card when you go out to buy something?"

"I have a card myself, what do I do with yours?" Bai Zhufeng looked at Mo Jingshu with a funny face.

"Honey, the money I make is for you to spend. If you don't spend it, I have no motivation." Mo Jingshu wrapped his big hands around Bai Zhufeng's waist and brought her to his lap.

"Pfft... why don't you directly say that it affects the development of China's economy?" Bai Zhufeng said jokingly.

"Of course, of course it has an impact. You see, your husband's company is big. If your husband doesn't care about making money, many people will lose their jobs. If they lose their jobs, the country will be unstable, and the economic development will be affected if it is unstable, so Wife, spending my money will have a far-reaching impact!" Mo Jingshu said with a straight face.

Bai Zhufeng couldn't help giggling. Of course, she never thought that Mo Jingshu would be such a humorous man. His beautiful eyes fell on his face. Since when did the relationship between them become so close? Not long ago he She still pretended not to give up until she drove herself away. Now... maybe, men are really fickle.

"My wife, what are you thinking?" Mo Jingshu lightly bit Bai Zhufeng's earlobe.

"Jingshu..." Bai Zhufeng suddenly wanted to ask if you still couldn't forget Gu Xin, and finally swallowed the words.

"What's the matter, hesitant to speak?" Mo Jingshu asked.

"It's okay, I'm sweating all over, I'm going to take a shower." Bai Zhufeng jumped up, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Mo Jingshu looked at Bai Zhufeng, he felt her sudden alienation, did something go wrong between them?

It's a rare weekend that both of them rested, and they went to Mo's house together on Sunday.

Seeing Bai Zhufeng, Xiaofeng jumped into her arms happily, "Mom!"

"breeze."

"Mom, Xiaofeng misses you very much." Xiaofeng leaned his head on Bai Zhufeng's arms and said affectionately.

"Mom misses Xiaofeng very much too." Bai Zhufeng kissed Xiaofeng's face, "Is Xiaofeng good at Grandpa's house?"

"You're so good." Xiaofeng said proudly.

It is rare for Mo Heting to have a warm breath in his eyes, "Indeed, Xiaofeng is a good boy, you both like children so much, give Xiaofeng a younger brother as soon as possible, so that you can keep him company."

"Father, I've been working hard." Mo Jingshu said with a light smile.

Bai Zhufeng's cheeks were slightly red.

Seeing the young couple loving each other, Mo Heting was relieved a lot.

"Come with me to the study." Mo Heting turned around.

Mo Jingshu turned his head to look at Bai Zhufeng, and raised his legs to follow.

In the study room, there must be something serious to discuss, Bai Zhufeng didn't think much about it, and played in the yard with Xiaofeng.

"Sit down." Mo Heting and Mo Jingshu sat down facing each other.

"Father, what's the matter?"

"Xiangyu Group is going to develop in City A." Mo Heting looked at Mo Jingshu and said.

Obviously, Mo Jingshu looked at Mo Heting with some surprise. This was the first time his father was concerned about foreign forces entering City A since he took over the Mo family.

"He is very dangerous and has no bottom line. If you inevitably have business contact with him, you must be very careful. If possible, I hope that the Mo family will not have anything to do with him." Mo Heting said .

Mo Jingshu looked at Mo Heting. Obviously, his father's words were contradictory. He first said to be careful, and then said not to contact him. In other words, in his father's heart, the Xiangyu Group would definitely have contact with the Mo family. This cannot be avoided by oneself.

"Father."

"Don't ask me why, remember, especially don't let Zhufeng and Long Xiangyu come into contact." Mo Heting warned.

"Zhufeng, how could it involve Zhufeng?" Mo Jingshu asked.

"Just remember it." Mo Heting said in a deep voice, his tone unquestionable.

After a while, Mo Jingshu finally agreed.

"Long Xiangyu has no bottom line. People who have no bottom line are the most difficult to deal with. He will use some methods that we don't know how to do things. When necessary, he can use the contradictions of the underworld to eat black people."

Mo Jingshu looked at Mo Heting in surprise, a small Xiangyu group, compared with the Mo family, it was more than a thousand miles away. How could his father fear him so much?
"Okay, I have already reminded what should be reminded, let's go out."

"Yes, father." Mo Jingshu got up and left the study.

Mo Heting was leaning on the executive chair, looking somewhere with a pair of sharp eyes, Long Xiangyu, if you obediently be your businessman, we can stop the previous account, if you really dare to make up your mind When it comes to Mo Shi, I, since I can raise you, can also strangle you to death.

Had dinner.

Xiaofeng looked at Bai Zhufeng reluctantly, and held her hand, unwilling to let go no matter what.

Bai Zhufeng looked at Mo Jingshu, wanting him to tell him to bring Xiaofeng back to live with him.

Mo Heting spoke first, "Xiaofeng, don't you want to accompany grandpa?"

Xiaofeng looked at Bai Zhufeng, looked at Mo Jingshu, then looked at Mo Heting, let go of Bai Zhufeng, "Although Xiaofeng misses mother, mother still has father to accompany, Xiaofeng accompany grandpa."

Mo Heting's eyes were slightly moist, looking at Xiaofeng, "Good boy."

"Xiaofeng, mother will come to see you when she is free."

"Okay, mom means what she says."

"Ah."

Bai Zhufeng leaned on the co-pilot, looked at Mo Heting standing in front of the door holding Xiaofeng's hand from the rearview mirror, suddenly felt a little sad, "Dad seems to be much older."

Mo Jingshu's hand holding the steering wheel froze slightly.

After a while, "Yes, everyone will grow old one day."

"I hope to have someone to accompany me when I'm old. Is it true that Mom's illness can't be cured?" Bai Zhufeng asked.

"Father has hired the best doctor, so we can only maintain it." Mo Jingshu looked at the road ahead, but Bai Zhufeng felt helpless from him.

Yes, helpless, as rich as the Mohist family, they still can't avoid the rules of life, old age, sickness and death.

"So it's very important to take good care of your body." Mo Jingshu glanced at Bai Zhufeng and said.

"Yes."

"Shall we go for a run starting tomorrow morning?"

"what?"

"You were just talking, and you hesitated when you really wanted to move?"

"No way!"

"It's decided."

Bai Zhufeng wailed silently, shrank into the passenger seat, and resolutely said nothing, she is an urban white-collar worker, why don't you let her get up early for a run and strangle her to death...

Looking at Bai Zhufeng's agile appearance, Mo Jingshu chuckled lightly, and the previously depressive atmosphere dissipated a lot.

The way they get along with each other is slowly changing. Obviously, this kind of change is what Mo Jingshu likes. There is more and more love and warmth between them.

A burst of cheerful music sounded, Bai Zhufeng lazily put his little hand into the bag, touched it, took out the phone, looked at the jumping names on it, and was slightly taken aback.

"Aren't you answering the phone?" Mo Jingshu asked.

"Oh." Bai Zhufeng hung up the phone, and it rang again soon.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jingshu asked unintentionally.

"It was a sales call just now, and this is from a friend." Bai Zhufeng had no choice but to answer the phone, feeling a little anxious in his heart. Ning Xin called at this time, calling twice in a row must be urgent, but he was in Mo Jingshu again. on the car.

Pick up the phone, "Hello."

"Zhufeng, I found an important clue!" Ning Xin said excitedly.

"What clue?" Bai Zhufeng's eyes lit up.

"Longxiang Yushe, poison."

"She..." Bai Zhufeng stopped talking hastily, almost exclaiming.

"This incident is basically done, but the specific evidence is what the police will do. I can't offend him for the time being. I will investigate the rest and call you when I have news." Ning Xin hung up after finishing speaking. Telephone.

Bai Zhufeng held the phone, unable to calm down for a long time.

Where is the problem?
His father was forced to take drugs, but Long Xiangyu was selling drugs?

How could they have access to drugs?
And who is the mastermind behind them?
"Bamboo wind, bamboo wind?" Mo Jingshu called out twice.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Bai Zhufeng came back to his senses.

"I'm home, who called you just now, why are you so out of your mind?" Mo Jingshu opened the passenger door, took Bai Zhufeng's hand, and the two stood side by side by the car.

(End of this chapter)