Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Mo Xiaobei took a few bites and the car drove fast.

Fuber stood behind and sighed, "the poor young master just came back and couldn't find anyone."

Mo Xiaobei's car drove to the restaurant. Fu ran arrived almost at the same time, but Mo Xiaobei noticed that Ranran was sent by the driver.

I don't know why. She's a little uncomfortable. She probably knows how much bitterness Ranran has behind Tang Yao's agreement.

The two entered the restaurant, ordered and ate silently face to face.

Mo Xiaobei had something in his heart. After thinking about it, he still opened his mouth: "Lin Qian was drunk last night and sent to the hospital."

Fu Ran's eyes were shocked, and her fork stopped moving. She looked at Xiao Bei straight.

Mo Xiaobei said softly, "Ranran, can you tell me what you think now? Do you like Lin Qian? "

After Fu ran was slightly stunned, he whispered, "no!"

Mo Xiaobei was not surprised by this answer. After all, she saw Fu Ran's madness towards Tang Yao in her adolescence, but what made Ranran so calm as now?

"What about Tang Yao? Do you still love him?" Mo Xiaobei covered the back of her hand, and his voice became lighter, as if he was afraid of startling Fu ran.

Fu dye shook his head: "I don't know."

She quickly hung her head: "is Lin Qian okay?"

"Well, it's all right. It's just hard." Xiao Bei patted the back of her hand: "it's my fault. If I had known... I wouldn't let you accompany me."

Before and after, she probably guessed that Ranran and Lin Qian were probably Lin Qian's initiative, and for Ranran, Lin Qian might be a comfort.

More words, Xiaobei was inconvenient to say, but asked softly, "didn't Tang Yao do well last night?"

"I was fine last night." Fu ran smiled briefly. "I don't know how he agreed. He was very angry at first, and then he agreed."

Of course, Fu Ran has no face to tell Xiaobei about the intimate relationship between husband and wife.

The two then had dinner. After dinner, Xiaobei took Fu ran to see the company on Huaihai Road.

On the 9th floor of a 28 story building, the whole first floor is Ido, some rich and powerful.

Mo Xiaobei went in and the staff inside stood up: "Mr. mo."

Mo Xiaobei smiled. "Let's introduce Miss Fu ran, the design director we hired with a lot of money. In the future, she will work with us."

Everyone applauded.

Although Fu ran hasn't been in the workplace, she has a good background and is now a rich and noble lady. She naturally knows something about the scene. She smiled and said, "I'll invite you to have afternoon tea."

Then he ordered a very famous dessert with meituan.

Entering her office, Mo Xiaobei closed the door: "yes, Director Fu, it's very handy."

Fu ran went to the shutter and gently opened it. Looking at the outside scene, he looked back and smiled: "I'm afraid if I can't do it well, it will drag you back."

Mo Xiaobei smiled and walked to her, "then do it well."

With that, her head leaned against Fu ran: "Ran Ran, if you press down all unpleasant things and devote yourself to your work, there may be a different world."

Fu ran smiled slightly.

Suddenly, the dream in her heart revived, about design, about Paris, about future life and Nianchen.

She thought Tang Yao might not be so important, and Shen Wan's existence didn't make her feel so uncomfortable.