Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

It is said that there is no airtight wall in the world. As long as there are things that have existed, no one can hide them. What's more, Mo Beichen cares about Gu Qian. How can he not intervene when she is injured?

Although yanluoxi deliberately concealed it, he reminded him that this man was not an ordinary guest. He didn't bother to get the answer he wanted to know from the hotel staff.

He walked out of the hotel with a gloomy face. When he got into the car, he held the steering wheel tightly and didn't start the car for the first time.

He looked into the revolving glass door. Gu Qianzheng took the staff with him. She didn't know what she was talking about. She smiled on her lips. Mo Beichen couldn't help but look crazy.

Since the reunion with Gu Qian, before he recognized her, she was on guard against him and rarely smiled in front of him, but now she was walking in front of everyone, confident and cheerful, so that he couldn't move his eyes.

But even if he was so far away, he could see the finger prints on her face. He was pained to think that these marks were left by his mother.

He said he would protect her, but he watched her being bullied and couldn't get justice for her, so he wouldn't forgive himself.

As if he noticed his gaze, Gu Qian, who was talking, suddenly stopped and looked up. The two looked at each other. Gu Qian was stunned, then quickly took back his eyes and continued to talk to the employees.

No one noticed their brief look at each other. Mo Beichen watched her go away, and then started the car and drove away.

When the car merged into the traffic flow, Mo Beichen called Lin CE, "secretary Lin, make an appointment for the box of long Jingxuan. Yes, at noon. In addition, help me prepare a set of jewelry."

After the order, Mo Beichen hung up. He called Mrs. Mo again and claimed that he would pick her up later. Mrs. Mo was flattered. You know, since she returned to the imperial capital, Mo Beichen's attitude towards her was neither cold nor hot. This was the first time he took the initiative to have lunch with her, and then he happily agreed.

Mrs. Mo thought that he worked hard and didn't let him pick him up. "I asked the driver to take me there, so you don't have to pick me up."

"It doesn't matter. I'm already on my way. Pack up and wait for me to pick you up." Mo Beichen hung up the phone. He sighed. He thought he should talk to his mother.

Mrs. Mo went to dress herself up happily. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was half old. She couldn't help feeling that before she knew it, she was old and had white hair on her temples.

Exhaust all the skills of the jewelry, which is a very precious topaz suit. Mrs. Mo love jewelry like jewelry.

The car drove outside the Mohist house. Mrs. Mo was wearing a milk white suit and twisted a crocodile skin platinum bag in her hand. The whole person stood there with jewels and dignity.

Mo Beichen slid the car over and stopped in front of her. He got off, opened the back door and said to Mo Fu, "Mom, please get on the bus."

Mrs. Mo naturally felt her son's abnormality. While she was elated, she vaguely felt that it was like a Hongmen banquet. As she got on the bus, she said, "why did you really come to pick it up, delaying your work time? You have to work overtime to catch up with the work progress."

In the angry voice, there was more or less concern for him.

Mo Beichen got into the car, restarted the car and drove away. He said, "how can work be finished one day? There are things to do today and tomorrow, but filial piety to his mother is less and less day by day."

Mrs. Mo raised her eyebrows and looked at him. To know that her son has never been a Ma Bao man. He tried so hard to coax her. It seems that it is very important to ask her.

"It's really rare. You didn't come to see me for four years in Australia. Now you're suddenly so kind to me. Is it a discovery of conscience?" Mrs. Mo teased him.

"My son is unfilial. If you don't hurry to make up for it, don't be angry with me." Mo Beichen's patience is low and small because Gu Qian doesn't want her to be wronged.

He is not lucky as Xiao Qi. He can only rely on himself to deal with his mother and his beloved woman. Only when both women are happy can he be happy.

Mrs. Mo didn't want to settle an old account with him. She knew more about the virtues of her child than anyone. Along the way, they talked about some things that didn't exist. Soon, the car stopped at the door of longjingxuan.

Mo Beichen picked up the gift box on the co driver's seat, quickly bypassed the front of the car and opened the rear door. When Mrs. Mo got off the car, he took her hand and entered longjingxuan.

Longjingxuan is one of the few seven-star hotels in DIDU. Many star artists like to eat here. The location here needs to be booked half a year in advance, otherwise it is difficult to get in.

Mo Beichen helped Mrs. Mo into the sightseeing elevator. There were only their mother and son in the elevator. Mo Fu said humanely, "Chen Er, you invited me to dinner today, but you have something to tell me?"

Mo Beichen smiled, "you've been back for nearly half a month. I haven't taken the time to have a meal with you. I'm just free today. There's nothing wrong."

Mrs. Mo raised her eyebrows and knew that her son was the mother. She said, "you're my student. What are you thinking? I don't know?"

"Mom, it's just to cultivate feelings with my son. If you're so sharp, I really can't catch it." Mo Beichen begged for mercy.

Mrs. Mo didn't say more. When they got out of the elevator, a waiter led them to the box. Mo Beichen had early dishes, which Mrs. Mo liked to eat. As soon as they went in and sat down, the dishes came up one after another.

Mrs. Mo glanced at the table full of her favorite dishes. She said quietly, "do you remember what I like to eat?"

Mo Beichen smiled pleasantly, "I'm your son. How can I not remember what you like to eat? I specially ordered the cook to come according to your taste. Would you like to taste the jade pear fragrance of the dragon to see if it suits your taste? "

Mo Beichen took the public chopsticks and put the dishes on Mrs. Mo's dinner plate. Mrs. Mo tasted the taste and looked quite happy. "Yes, it's sweet but not greasy. There's a milk fragrance lingering on her teeth and cheeks, which gives people endless aftertaste. Long Jingxuan's cooking is becoming more and more superb."

"In recent years, I have changed several chefs, all of which have won the national evaluation. The chef pays more attention to the way of health." Mo Beichen coaxed Mrs. Mo into obedience while she was making dishes for her.

As long as it's a woman, I'm afraid she can't resist his coaxing. Mrs. Mo ate very happily and smiled until the end of the banquet. She wiped the corners of her mouth with a wet towel. "Well, don't coax me anymore. Say it. What do you want to say to me?"