A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

  Shen Orange lay quietly on the bed, sleeping drowsily, and when she woke up, it was already noon.

   Touched his forehead, the burning retreated decisively.

  She got up to wash her face, changed her clothes and went downstairs, and saw Mo Wen sitting on the sofa with a pile of things on the table, helping Ben with a serious look. It was even colder now.

   "Don't ask." She went downstairs, holding the boiling water, walked across to him and sat down.

  Mowen saw her, pushed the notebook aside, and strode towards the kitchen.

  "Please have a meal." He brought the things he had prepared beforehand, put it in front of her, bowed his head decisively, and continued to deal with the affairs.

  She looked at these sandwiches, hot milk, and a bowl of millet porridge.

   "Thank you." She grumbled with hunger and was not polite. She drank the porridge and drank milk, her eyes kept on Mo Wen's body.

   Feeling her gaze, Mo Wen looked up at her.

  "Madam, may I ask something?" His voice was cold, muted, without any temperature.

   "What are you busy with? I always feel that you are all busy." She was a little confused, they were really busy, and Wu Hao disappeared all day.

   "Confidential." He didn't even think about it.

   "Oh, I'll go for a walk." She said, and after finishing the bowls, she walked towards the backyard of Mo Garden.

She lived in, and so far, she has not strolled in the backyard. Only today did she discover that the backyard is amazingly large, especially under the banyan tree. There is a swing on the tower, and the ropes on both sides are wrapped in many flowers, which arouses her girl. thought.

   "It's beautiful." She stepped forward, sat on it and swung lightly.

"A trace of light rain is endless sorrow, your smile is a thought that can't be dispelled, bid farewell to the fragrance of the flowers and sigh the heavy autumn dew, I hold your hand and want to walk to the end together..." At this time, her mobile phone Rang.

  She reached out her hand to touch her pocket, leaned her head on the swing, and answered without looking at the phone.

"Hey."

  On the other end of the phone, there was silence for a few seconds before he said: "Orange Jing, it's me."

  Hearing Mo Yongqiang’s voice, she opened her eyes sharply and looked forward with her feet on her feet: "Is there something wrong?"

  "Did you know someone from the Mo family?" Mo Yongqiang held the phone. Although he was puzzled, he still wanted to understand clearly. With the identity of Shen Chengjing, how could he have met the Mo family?

  "Does it have anything to do with you?" She didn't answer, but thought he was annoying.

  This questioning tone made her uncomfortable.

"I want to see Shao Mo." He thought of how Shen Chengjing liked him in the past. If he is in trouble, she will definitely help herself: "Now something has happened to the company, I need Mo Family's help! You can ask him some time. Come out, I want to talk to him."

  After listening to him, she looked at the call sarcastically and hung up decisively.

   "Hey, hello." Mo Yongqiang looked at the hung up phone, and he carried the sofa irritably, "Damn it, actually hang up my phone?"

  Wang Shenghao’s words inspired him and wanted to go to the Mo family! But he didn't have the resources. Afterwards, he heard Shen Ziqian talk about the person whose background could not be found. He wondered if such a mysterious person had something to do with the Mo School?

  Shen Chengjing hung up his phone and put the phone in his pocket. I didn’t expect Mo Yongqiang to be so thick-skinned and would contact her only when she asked for help. Why didn’t she think he would do this before?

  At this moment, her mobile phone rang, and it was Mo Yanchen.

   "Get ready, half an hour later, go back to the old house." His voice was low, still unable to hear the ups and downs.

  After she answered, she hung up the phone.

   "Mo Yanchen, the Mo family? Is that the Mo family?" She turned her head to think about it, and quickly dispelled the idea. How could the powerful Mo family get married so casually?