Marriage is not guarded: emperor's spoiled baby

President's office of Jin's group.

LU Hong knocked on the door twice. With permission, he entered the office: "president Jin, the heads of several branches in the East have arrived. Do you think it's time for the meeting now or in the afternoon?"

Jin Mochen looked at the time. It was already noon. In his mind, ye Qiao looked like cooking. He hesitated, shook his head and said, "get ready. I'll come in a minute."

"OK." LU Hong stepped back and reminded, "well... Young lady, I remember you promised to go home for dinner yesterday..."

"Well, I know." Jin Mochen looked at LU Hong with satisfaction: "you don't have to worry."

LU Hong withdrew from the president's office and ordered the following arrangements.

Jin Mochen picked up his mobile phone and dialed home.

After two beeps, the phone was picked up: "young master, what can I do for you?"

"Wu Ma?" Jin Mochen was a little surprised. Generally, when ye Qiao was at home, she answered the phone.

Probably busy.

"You don't have to prepare my lunch this afternoon. You can cook something yourself." Jin Mochen said carelessly, thinking about whether to bless Wu Ma and ye Qiao.

But think of Wu Ma's old man for so many years. She has a sense of propriety in speaking and doing things. She doesn't need to say much at all, so she saves the second half of the sentence.

Wu Ma said on the other end of the phone, "OK. I was just thinking that you won't come back at this time. Do you want to call and ask. The young master's phone is coming. I really want to be together, hehe hehe."

"You?" Jin Mochen grabbed Wu Ma's words and looked restrained.

After listening to Jin Mochen's tone, Wu Ma immediately asked knowingly and surprised, "why, isn't Mrs. Shao there? She went to the hospital at more than nine o'clock and hasn't come back yet."

"Well, let me ask." Jin Mochen hung up without waiting for Wu Ma to say another word. He dialed Ye Qiao with some worry in his heart.

Two or three times, Yeqiao picked it up: "Mo Chen? What's the matter?"

Hearing Ye Qiao's voice, Jin Mochen was a little relieved and then asked, "where are you?"

"Oh, I met Liu Wenjun on the way here. Then I remembered that I hadn't seen Ling ran for a long time, so I came to have a look."

Although Jin Mochen had tried to suppress it, ye Qiao still heard some of his emotions. Looking at the time, he immediately understood the reason why he called.

"Sorry... I didn't pay attention to the time. I should have told you in advance. Have you gone home? I'll go back to cook now." Yeqiao whispered.

Jin Mochen listened to Yeqiao's soft and timid voice. It seemed that he could see her huddled like a rabbit, and his heart softened.

A little reproach in my heart dissipated: "give me the address and I'll pick you up."

"Ah... OK, the address is, Bishui Haoting..."

"Well, I see." Jin Mochen went over the address in his mind and firmly wrote it down.

After hanging up, he went to the hanger and put on his coat.

When I opened the door of the president's office, I just met LU Hong who had arranged the meeting affairs: "young master, where are you going?"

"Go home for dinner." Jin Mochen said calmly.

"But... Everyone is ready for the meeting." LU Hong hurriedly reminded him, young master, what's going on? Amnesia? He just arranged it and forgot it in an instant? Don't you say you won't go home to eat?

"Put it off."

"Delay? When?" LU Hong asked. Everyone put down their business and waited in the office.

"Wait for my news. Let them discuss it first." Jin Mochen said as he dressed, "look at the arrangement."

"Ah... OK." LU Hong was a little flattered and asked him to watch the president's meeting

Jin Mochen had already walked out of the president's office. LU Hong followed up two steps and asked, "why don't I take you back first? I'll arrange them later."

"No. you can help me watch it in the company," Jin Mochen replied.

"OK..."

In LU Hong's gaze, Jin Mochen walked into the elevator.

LU Hong himself made a mistake and asked him to arrange... How can this be arranged?

After pacing a few steps, he had a flash of inspiration: "yes! Let's do it!"

Jin Mochen walked out of the company and drove to the new address of Ling Ran's home given by Ye Qiao.

And Ling Ran's side has long been fried.

"Ye Qiao! How can you let him come?" Ling ran looked at Ye Qiao incredulously.

The best friend just promised that no one would know about it and would pull one over in the twinkling of an eye.

"Ah... He. He's coming to pick me up. He... Knows it's okay?" Yeqiao said.

Jin Mochen doesn't talk much at ordinary times. Yeqiao thinks he won't talk nonsense as long as he tells him not to talk nonsense.

"That's not good!" Ling ran blushed. In fact, she is not only afraid of the media, she is afraid that everyone will know.

She looks very open and forthright, but she is very traditional about marriage.

Unmarried pregnancy, no matter what other people's attitude is, she doesn't think she should let others know! Otherwise, how could ye Qiao hide it?

"What to do?" Ling ran remembers to scratch her head and cheek. Ye Qiao looks at it with tears and smiles: "Oh well... Can't I let him come up?"

"OK! You call quickly!" Ling ran thought about it and could only do so.

Ye Qiao immediately dialed Jin Mochen's commonly used mobile phone.

But after waiting in his ear for a long time, he didn't answer.

"What's the matter? Why don't you answer?" Ling Ran is so anxious that she jumps all over the bed.

"Aunt, can you stop jumping? Just pregnant, can't exercise violently, what if she miscarries?" Liu Wenjun came forward with a worried face and grabbed Ling Ran's arm to stabilize her.

Who knows this sentence angered Ling ran: "what miscarriage! Shut your crow's mouth! How can you curse your child! I tore you --"

Ling ran grabs Liu Wenjun's cheek and pulls it on both sides, as if she really wants to tear her mouth.

Liu Wenjun frowned and looked sad, but he didn't dodge. He kept apologizing: "it's me. It's me... My mouth is cheap. Spare me, my wife."

When Ling ran sees him begging for mercy, she releases her hand. Liu Wenjun has many red marks on his cheeks. Ling ran felt distressed when she saw it. She touched his red cheek and said angrily, "your hand is broken? I pinch you, you don't know... Pull my hand away?"

"It's all right. It doesn't hurt. If you like to pinch it, just pinch it." Liu Wenjun said with a smile. He is clearly a handsome young man, but now he looks silly.

"Sick... Is your face a toy? What doesn't hurt? It's nonsense." Ling ran turns her eyes, but her heart is warm.

"But you hurt more..." Liu Wenjun gently touched Ling Ran's belly and said.