Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Xia Zhian didn't really want to get off. She was bored to death at the moment. Mo Qingchen's eyes stuck to the window. No matter how Mo Qingchen teased her, she didn't look at him.

In this awkward and childish atmosphere, the driver finally drove to Xia Zhian's apartment and enjoyed a live broadcast of his boss's eating, which was too exciting.

When they took the elevator upstairs, Mo Qingchen thought that this was his first time to set foot in Xia Zhian's "territory", and there was a faint joy in his heart, but Xia Zhian suddenly remembered something and grabbed Mo Qingchen's arm in fear.

"I was so angry just now that I didn't react. Why haven't I seen Niannian and Tangtang?" Xia Zhian asked nervously.

Xia Zhian is always different from ordinary people's prudence in the matter of children. At the moment, she even made up the picture of Mrs. Mo picking up the two children in advance and threatening Mo Qingchen.

"Maybe... Yifan took them away?" Mo Qingchen was much more optimistic.

"Yes, I didn't see Yifan just now."

Xia Zhian was a little relieved, but she still felt very worried. After getting out of the elevator, she immediately took out her mobile phone and called Xia Yifan. She opened the door while calling.

As a result, the door opened from the inside.

"Yifan?" Xia Zhian's mobile phone was still stuck to her ear. When she saw Xia Yifan opening the door, she was stunned.

"Elder sister, brother-in-law?" Xia Yifan was stunned and asked, "when will you come?"

At this time, the children's crisp cry came from the room: "little uncle, your mobile phone is singing. It seems that your mother called you!"

"Tangtang?" Xia Zhian asked, "did you bring them here?"

Mo Qingchen reminded the two dropped sisters and brothers nearby and said, "can we go in and talk again?"

After three adults sat in the living room, they sorted out the recent events.

Ink brocade sugar finally waited until his parents came home. Immediately, it was like a dog without bones. For a moment, it collapsed on Mo Qingchen, and for a moment, it got into Xia Zhian's arms, feeling the existence of all kinds of brushes.

"Mom, do you want to miss me?" Mo Jintang asked, and said sensationally, "I really miss you. I think I'm going to cry, sobbing..." he said, as if he was going to cry soon.

Xia Zhian is silly. How long has she been gone? When has ink brocade sugar become so boastful?

Xia Yifan: "

"Tangtang, don't learn from those strange women on TV." Xia Yifan said nearby.

"Mom, do you want me or not?"

Xia Zhian couldn't carry the little spoiled spirit, so she had to say, "I want to, especially."

Originally thought that the two children would be taken away by Mrs. mo. at this time, Xia Zhian was completely at ease. No matter how chaotic the situation was, at least Mo Qingchen's father and son were still with her. The situation was not too bad.

"Now that you've all come, I think... I should have seen Mrs. Mo," Xia Yifan said. Although he was young, he had a good brain. After a turn, he figured it out. "I'm afraid of the old witch -"

He looked at Mo Qingchen and found that the other party's expression was not abnormal, so he continued: "I'm afraid that she has a bad temper and frightens two small things, so he took it on his own and brought it here. First, I didn't want to steal a child!"

"Also, since even my brother-in-law has come, does this mean..."

Xia Yifan had a guess in his mind, but he didn't say it. After all, it hurt people's face, especially big men like Mo Qingchen. What if he beat him?

But Mo Qingchen didn't care. He nodded directly and said, "you're right. I left the Mohist school."

"What does it mean to leave Mohism?" Mo brocade asked foolishly.

"It's dad, and it's not the president's intention," Mo Jinnian explained. "Our family will have no money."

"Ah? Dad has no money?" ink brocade sugar wrinkled his face.

It was mo Jinnian who could take it calmly in the face of such a huge family accident. He calmly looked at Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian and asked, "will his mother make money to support his family in the future, and his father is responsible for being as beautiful as flowers?"

The children sincerely asked questions, but they were ruthlessly ridiculed by adults.

When Xia Zhian heard this, she almost didn't laugh. She was polite. Xia Yifan laughed and turned on the sofa.

"Hahaha... Beautiful as flowers..." Xia Yifan rolled on the sofa.

Xia Zhian turned her head and looked at Mo Qingchen with joking eyes. After appreciating it, she nodded and said, "well... I think it's more than enough to be responsible for Mr. Mo's beauty with his strength!"

For the ridicule of the sister and brother, Mo Qingchen didn't feel insulted at all. He said frankly to Xia Zhian: "it's hard for you. You must earn a family property that matches my beauty."

"Hahaha..." Xia Yifan laughed so much that tears came out, covered his stomach and said, "Damn it, brother-in-law, why do you cooperate with my sister so much?"

Xia Zhian tasted it for a few seconds and said honestly, "I'm afraid it's a little difficult."

"Are you affirming my beauty in disguise?" asked Mo Qingchen.

"Well, world-class beauty," Xia Zhian said, "the richest man can deserve you."

"Then you have to work hard." Mo Qingchen encouraged.

"Hey, are you two finished?" Xia Yifan said discontentedly, because he found that after the two came back from a trip, their skin became thicker and thicker, and he couldn't stop them from initiating dog food.

Mo Qingchen was like this. He knew it, but now Xia Zhian was also damaged!

"Can you say something serious!" Xia Yifan timely pulled the conversation to the normal rhythm.

"You come." Xia Zhian said.

Xia Yifan really took over and said, "sister, you don't have to be too sad. It's Mrs. mo. she has no eyes and can't see your advantages. Let's talk from our heart. You want Yan, money and money. What's wrong with your brother-in-law with you?"

"I think so too." Mo Qingchen fully affirmed his words.

Xia Zhi'an glared at Mo Qingchen, and then said, "that's not what I'm sad about. Anyway, it's not a day or two for Mrs. Mo to dislike me. I know, but -- let Mr. Mo and the Mohists make such a mess. This is not the picture I want to see."

"What's the matter," said Xia Yifan disdainfully. "What's the great thing about Mohism? With the strength of my brother-in-law, as long as he has money, he can't do anything. Besides, I think it's good for my brother-in-law to set up his own house. Besides, don't you have money now? It's a matter of minutes for you to cooperate with your brother-in-law and leave Mohism behind."

"It's as easy as you said?" Xia Zhian said, "it's not such a simple thing to do business."

But in Xia Zhian's heart, she actually agrees with Xia Yifan.

The reason why Mohs group is powerful is not because of how great it is, but because of MOH Qingchen.

In that case, where is mo Qingchen.

"Mr. Mo, what do you think?" Xia Zhian asked.

In Mo Qingchen's opinion, he didn't take this matter seriously at all, let alone how serious it was. Just leave these things to him to worry about, so as not to give Xia Zhian and Xia Yifan a headache for this matter.

"No idea," Mo Qingchen said indifferently, "don't think so much. Since you rarely have a chance to rest, I'll have a good rest for a while."

No one knows more about the situation of Mo's group than Mo Qingchen. He estimates that before long, Mrs. Mo will take the initiative to give in.

Mo Qingchen just wanted to show his attitude. He wanted to be with Xia Zhian. No one and no reason could stop him, and he could never give in.

"OK, I think it's good," Xia Zhian said.

Especially after listening to Mo Qingchen's previous events, Xia Zhian knew that he had almost never rested, let alone his own life. He was always learning and worrying about Mo's group.

This period of time may be his most leisure time.

"It's good to have a rest. When you have enough rest, you can start again!" Xia Yifan also said.

"OK, it's so late. Let's go to bed first," Xia Zhian said. "I'll cook delicious food for you tomorrow."

"OK," said Mo Jinnian. He took the opportunity to sue, "Mom, you don't know, my little uncle always takes takeout to deal with Tangtang and me."

"Xia Yifan, why are you so lazy!" Xia Zhi transferred the fire when she settled down.

"Sister, I'm sleepy. I'll go back to my room first!" Xia Yifan immediately ran away and read, "you little heartless, you didn't eat less when I ordered KFC!"

"My little uncle is fine," said MOJIN sugar, who helped him fight against injustice. "He invited us to KFC!"

Sure enough, this time Mo Qingchen was angry and said, "how much junk food did you steal while I was away?"

The ink brocade candy, who was half a beat slow, reacted. He grabbed the hand of ink brocade Nian and said, "brother, I'm sleepy. I can't open my eyes. Let's go to bed!"

Two children and a half child quickly fled the battlefield, leaving Xia Zhian and Mo Qingchen still in the living room.

"These annoying things finally stopped," said Mo Qingchen.

Xia Zhian remembered that there was her bedroom in the apartment, but Mo Qingchen didn't have anything, which may be inconvenient.

"It's so late, why don't you make do with it for one night and we'll go out and buy you something tomorrow?" Xia Zhian asked.

"No, I asked the driver to get something from another house. It's almost time to send it." Mo Qingchen had expected these conditions and arranged them one by one.

When Mo Qingchen said this, Xia Zhian suddenly felt at ease.

As soon as she returned home, Xia Zhian was caught off guard in the face of Mrs. Mo's sudden attack, but Mo Qingchen seemed to be in good order all the time, even taking into account these details.

In this way, the situation is not so bad.

"Then you take a bath first. I'll wait here for the driver to send something." Xia Zhian suggested.

"You go first. I'll wait."

When they both took a bath and lay on the pink bed in Xia Zhian's bedroom, Mo Qingchen was still teasing her: "so you like this style."

In this case, it is estimated that he was very dissatisfied with his straight man decorated bedroom.

If you will move back, the first thing for Mo Qingchen is to change the decoration style.

Xia Zhian was embarrassed. She turned her back to him and said, "isn't it always like this in girls' rooms? If you're not used to it, you can go to Yifan's bedroom and sleep with him!"

"Why?" Mo Qingchen said naturally, "of course I sleep with my wife."

"Mr. Mo is more and more shameless. Who is your wife?" Xia Zhian turned her back to him, but her ears were red.

Mo Qingchen printed a kiss on her ear and said, "do you want to deny all the rings?"

"Who said to deny it," Xia Zhian muttered, "but you haven't married yet. It doesn't count if you say so."

"Are you urging marriage?" Mo Qingchen asked jokingly.

"I didn't! Do you want to sleep?" Xia Zhian was almost helpless by Mo Qingchen.

"Turn around," Mo Qingchen strongly turned the man over and hugged him in his arms, "sleeping in his arms."

Xia Zhian knows herself very well. At this time, she can't fight with Mo Qingchen. It's better to pretend to be dead than to disagree.

Xia Zhian slept heavily all day. When she woke up the next day, she found that the quilt around her was empty.

Outside the bedroom came the sound of playing and bickering. Xia Zhian came out after washing, and saw Mo Qingchen and Xia Yifan sitting on the carpet of the living room playing the game console, with two homework spread on the tea table next to them.

Mo Jinnian is writing diligently with his head down, and Mo Jintang has climbed onto Mo Qingchen's back.

"Dad, come on!" the little guy shouted and waved his fist.

"Tut... I forget my uncle when I have a father..." Xia Yifan said in pain.

"Little uncle, come on!" Mo Jintang said with a smile.

"Less poor two sentences, originally technology is enough food, but also distracted to talk nonsense?" Mo Qingchen said coldly next to him.

"Don't be complacent. Look how I abuse you!" Xia Yifan said unconvinced.

After playing all morning, Xia Yifan, who was full of confidence, gradually learned Mo Qingchen's "talent" in the game. He thought the game was not bad, but he was abused by Mo Qingchen's brother "novice".

How can this hurt your self-esteem!

Mo Qingchen said with an indistinct smile: "respect the facts."

"Just now it was a warm-up at most. I didn't take it seriously!" Xia Yifan was unwilling.

"Oh, after warming up all morning, you're still very slow." Mo Qingchen said softly.

"Mom -" Mo Jintang saw Xia Zhian at the door of the bedroom. "Dada dada" ran over and asked for a hug. "Dad and uncle are playing games, and uncle has been losing!"

"Really?" Xia Zhian came over with ink brocade sugar and sat on the carpet to watch the war.

On the screen, Xia Yifan's character's life has almost come to an end, but Mo Qingchen is at ease. Even Mo Qingchen himself turned his head and blinked at her.

Xia Zhian was very distressed. Xia Yifan comforted: "it's okay. Mr. Mo played games since childhood. You didn't lose face when you lost to the great God level players."

"What?" Xia Yifan was surprised and angrily said, "then you lied to me all morning? You pretended to let me teach you!"

Xia Yifan capsized in the gutter. Unexpectedly, Mo Qingchen was still a scheming boy!

"Play with the children." Mo Qingchen said calmly.

"Ah - I'm so angry!" with the "game over" on the screen, Xia Yifan screamed, dropped the handle and shouted, "I don't play anymore!"

"Don't abuse me?" Mo Qingchen provoked.

"I can't move. Why? You've been playing all morning and haven't had enough?"

They quarreled with each other like children. Mo Jintang listened with relish, covered his mouth and kept laughing.

Xia Zhian ignored them, went to Mo Jinnian, checked his homework and asked, "why don't you play with them every year?"

Mo Jinnian was too lazy to lift his eyelids and spit out two words: "naive."

Xia Zhian: "

At this time, Mo Jinnian explained: "in the future, my family depends on my mother to make money. I have to study hard. Tangtang's grades are average, and my father has been kicked out. When I grow up, I'll raise you. Don't worry."

Xia Zhian: "

Why is there a feeling of being teased?

Xia Zhian completely convinced that the technology of Mojia men flirting with their younger sisters is genetic!

It was agreed last night that Xia Zhian would show her cooking skills today to feed these starving left behind children, but the refrigerator here was empty, so she had to go shopping temporarily.

"Mr. Mo, do you want to go shopping with me?" Xia Zhian asked.

"OK," said Mo Qingchen. He stood up and moved his legs. He was very tired after playing all morning.

"Sister, I wrote you a list. You can buy it by the way!" Xia Yifan handed over the list he had written in advance and told Mo Qingchen, "brother-in-law, it's hard for you!"

After all, the former Mexican president went to the supermarket to purchase in person, which was the first time.

The two little followers were still arguing to go together, but Mo Qingchen saw through Mo Jintang's motivation to buy snacks, so he ruthlessly refused on the grounds that he ate too much junk food the other day.

"Dad is too much!" Murakami complained.

"Brother, it's our mother who is raising us now. Why don't we beg our mother?" Mo Jintang suggested.

Mo Jinnian glanced at his silly sister and said, "it's useless. Mom still has to listen to Dad."

Ink brocade sugar immediately felt that it was also good for them to travel outside. At least her little uncle would spoil her.

"Little uncle -" Mo Jintang sadly went to Xia Yifan for comfort.

The driver left his car last night. Mo Qingchen said that he had nothing to do recently. He gave him a small and long holiday. Now he drove to the supermarket himself.

Mo Qingchen was not familiar with the terrain nearby, so he drove directly to the supermarket in the center of the business district.

"Why go so far?" Xia Zhian asked.

"It's okay, anyway, driving." Mo Qing Chen said, and now the two are very idle, and not in a hurry.

After entering the supermarket, Mo Qingchen pushed the cart and followed Xia Zhian.

They really have a sense of living, just like the man who accompanied his wife to the supermarket. Mo Qingchen is not interested in these and has been playing with his mobile phone.

Xia Zhian was hesitating to buy beef or mutton. Without turning her head, she asked, "Mr. Mo, do you say we want beef or mutton?"

After several seconds, Xia Zhian responded. As soon as she turned her head, she looked at people staring at her mobile phone and said, "can you be more serious?"

It's agreed to go shopping together. What's the matter with playing mobile phones all the time?

What's more, now Mo Qingchen should not have to deal with work on his mobile phone.

"Ah?" Mo Qingchen looked at the angry Xia Zhian with an innocent face.

"I asked you what meat you want," Xia Zhian shook her head again and said helplessly, "forget it, I shouldn't waste time. I'd better buy it all."

Then he threw the beef and mutton into the cart.

Mo Qingchen continued to bow his head to play with his mobile phone. Xia Zhian only looked at it and sighed that men are the same!

After buying the ingredients, Xia Zhian went around the snack area. Although she could not indulge the children, she still had to buy some to coax them.

Throughout the whole process of shopping in the supermarket, Mo Qingchen behaved very straight.

In addition to passing by a goods shelf, Mo Qingchen's footsteps stopped. Xia Zhian thought he was going to buy something and looked along his eyes——

"What are you doing? Let's go." Xia Zhi'an grabbed Mo Qingchen's arm and was about to go aside.

To tell you the truth, they really can't use this thing at present.

"Why is your face red?" asked Mo Qingchen.

"It's hot," Xia Zhian explained casually. "The supermarket is too stuffy. Let's buy it and go back. They're still waiting at home."

Mo Qingchen knew why and didn't expose her words. He honestly pushed the car and followed Xia Zhian.

After buying almost, they went to line up to check out.

Since it was agreed that Xia Zhian was "keeping" Mo Qingchen now, of course, Xia Zhian had to pay for things. It was crowded here. Xia Zhian looked at Mo Qingchen's slightly frowned eyebrows and said, "Mr. Mo, please wait for me outside the cashier."

Mo Qingchen was not polite either. He stood directly through the crowd. Xia Zhian slowly waited for payment.

The large supermarket in the center of the business district is on the first floor of the mall. There are many fast food restaurants, coffee shops and convenient small supermarkets next to it. White collar workers in nearby office buildings usually buy coffee here.

Mo Qingchen was playing with his mobile phone, but he heard someone calling him.

"President Mo?"

Mo Qingchen looked up and found that it was mo yezhuo!

Mo yezhuo certainly heard about Mo Qingchen's resignation. Not only that, Mo's has even carved up some businesses that originally belonged to Mo's recently.

Mo Qingchen didn't speak. He only heard Mo yezhuo smile and say, "Mo is always so idle. He doesn't care about the company's affairs. He came to the supermarket to play?"

Mo Qingchen looked at the coffee in his hand and said, "Mr. Mo is also very free. He went downstairs to buy Coffee himself during working hours."

Mo yezhuo shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said carelessly, "I heard that President Mo has left Mo's family. Why, do you mean to take refuge in Yan's family now? Even if you visit a supermarket, you have to ask Zhi'an to pay?"

"Anyway, Mr. Mo has stayed in Mo for so many years that he doesn't even have money to go to the supermarket?"

Mo yezhuo has seen Mo Qingchen's circle of friends for a long time. If he wants to ask again, it's not difficult to know the current situation of Mo Qingchen. His provocation really means that he is unwilling.

Normal men will be black faced after listening to the words, but they can't beat Mo Qingchen completely. He said quite complacently: "yes, my wife loves me and is not willing to let me, a homeless man, spend money. There's no way."

Sure enough, Mo yezhuo turned black when he heard Mo Qingchen's words.

Mo Qingchen is proud and wants to see his jokes?

Sorry, the winner is always Mo Qingchen. Mo yezhuo is not even a participant.

"Mr. Mo is really -- oh, no, maybe I should change my name now?" Mo yezhuo can only seize this point to attack Mo Qingchen and said, "Zhi an is good at everything, but her eyes are a little poor. How can a man choose a soft rice man?"

"What's the matter with the soft rice man?" Mo Qingchen said. "Some people want to be a soft rice man. Zhi an doesn't want to feed him this soft rice, does he?"

The two men were armed and tit for tat. They were about to tear their faces and quarrel. Xia Zhian ended her account at the moment.

"Mr. Mo, why are you here?" said Xia Zhian. She naturally handed the pocket to Mo Qingchen.

Mo yezhuo's eyes darkened when he saw the two people's intimacy, but he still smiled and said, "come down and buy a cup of coffee and get some air."

Xia Zhian just remembered that this is the office building in the business center nearby. Mo Qingchen usually works here.

Considering Mo Qingchen's mood and Xia Zhian didn't know Mo yezhuo very well, she didn't want to talk more and said, "Oh, let's go first."

Before Mo Qingchen left, he showed a provocative smile to Mo yezhuo.

And Mo yezhuo looks at the back of the two people leaving, secretly hurt.

The two returned with a full load in their car and went upstairs with big bags and small bags. Xia Zhian was busy preparing food in the kitchen. Xia Yifan was playing with two little children, while Mo Qingchen was still playing with his mobile phone.

Although he "left" Mo, Mo Qingchen didn't really leave.

Someone has been telling him about Mohs' recent situation. He knows very well that Mohs has begun to have a lot of problems during his travel.

There is no one at the helm of such a large enterprise, and he has never deliberately suppressed the news of his departure. Under the social rules of weak meat and strong food, peers who have been eyeing for a long time will wait for the opportunity.

Now the time is ripe, many people can't bear to start.

If Mo Qingchen is right, Mrs. Mo will take the initiative to come to the door recently.

"Brother in law, I'm not used to you staying at home so day by day," Xia Yifan sat next to Mo Qingchen and suddenly said seriously, "why don't you discuss with my sister and start a new company or something?"

In Xia Yifan's opinion, Mo Qingchen still has to have a career, otherwise what if he is compared by Mo yezhuo?

Also, his sister can't really raise an "old white face"?

"You're a child. Just study hard. What are you going to do about these things?" Mo Qingchen said perfunctorily, just like fooling a child.

Xia Yifan's head was rubbed and said unconvinced, "who's a child? You're so careless. Be careful my sister dumped you!"

Ah... Mo Qingchen was convinced. How come all of them were worried that Xia Zhian would dump him.

"Don't worry, your sister won't dump me even if she dumped you." Mo Qingchen said.

Xia Yifan is so angry. How can Mo Qingchen sit still? Is he really not worried at all?

The days passed like this. No matter how anxious others were, Mo Qingchen stood still. Even Xia Zhian gradually got used to it. She was more worried about Mo Qingchen's mood, so she never urged half a word.

However, Xia Yifan felt that he was a little worried about the emperor and the eunuch, but he couldn't help it. He simply moved back to school to live, so as not to be upset.

That day, Xia Zhi'an took Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang to the downstairs garden to play, leaving Mo Qingchen alone at home.

"Ding Dong -" the doorbell suddenly rang.

Mo Qingchen thought it was Xia Zhian. He smiled and opened the door. He asked, "why, is there something left?"

As soon as the door opened, the smile on Mo Qingchen's face froze.

The person standing at the door was not Xia Zhian at all, but Mrs. Mo with a gloomy face.

She sneered and said sarcastically, "it seems that you live quite happily."

"I'm very happy," Mo Qingchen said with a restrained smile and expressionless face. "If you didn't show up, I might be happier."

Mrs. Mo's face smelled more. She looked at Mo Qingchen and didn't speak. Her eyes were as fierce as if she was going to eat him.

Mo Qingchen was not affected at all. It seems that he was not surprised by Mrs. Mo's appearance, but... Mrs. Mo appeared a little earlier than he thought.

"Are you here to put on a bad face?" Mo Qingchen was clear in his heart, but he had to wait for the other party to speak.

"Let's go in," said Mrs. mo.

Of course, she refused to show weakness. She never bowed her head in front of Mo Qingchen. She stepped on high heels and walked towards the house. Like a guest of honor, Mo Qingchen closed the door and followed her into the house.

Mrs. Mo sat on the sofa, looked around the room and said disdainfully, "do you live in such a place now?"

Don't be funny. Mo Qingchen is too lazy to act with her.

Since Mrs. Mo can find here, it shows that she has made a clear investigation.

Of course, this apartment can't compare with the villa, but what kind of garbage will Yan's mother use to compensate Xia Zhian's real estate?

Isn't it because it's Xia Zhian's, so Murph can use this tone?

"Where and with whom I live should have nothing to do with you," said Mo Qingchen. "Since I have nothing to do with the Mohist school, should you stop disturbing us?"

"You were born to me! Mo Qingchen, review your attitude towards talking to me!" said Mrs. mo.

"But aren't you the one who wants me to go?"

"I'm not here to quarrel with you today. I want to have a good talk with you." Mrs. Mo adjusted her mood a little, and she still remembered the purpose of her trip.

"What else can we talk about?" in angering Mrs. Mo, Mo Qingchen spared no effort, "or do you want to understand and be willing to accept Zhi'an?"

"Impossible!" Mrs. Mo shouted angrily.

"Then we have nothing to talk about." Mo Qingchen is ready to order to leave.

"Mo Qingchen, for the sake of your being my own son, I'll give you one last chance!" Mrs. Mo said bravely, "do you really want to live in such a place and do nothing all day?"

Mo Qingchen knows why Mrs. Mo is here. He doesn't intend to give in at all.

"What's wrong with living here?"

"Are you determined to do this?" Mrs. Mo asked, hating iron but not steel. "Would you rather be such a useless person and live such a life?"

Mo Qingchen smiled without saying anything.

On the surface, he pretended to be good for him. In fact, it was just that Mrs. Mo couldn't sit still because something happened to mo. it was because of this that Mo Qingchen had the confidence to do so.

The mother and son were deadlocked for a few minutes, and finally Mrs. Mo was defeated.

"Mo Qingchen, did you know that Mo couldn't do without you?" Mrs. Mo asked. She seemed to realize at this moment that Mo Qingchen was not the puppet she could control at will.

Since Mo Qingchen left his post, Mo has been in a mess.

In the past few years, Mo Qingchen, with his own skills and abilities, has gained a foothold in the shopping mall, and many partners come for him.

As soon as he left, the circle heard the wind.

Many half talked about cooperation, because there was no follow-up on this matter, and even what had been agreed was overthrown; There are also some partners who need to renew their contracts and directly choose to default; More covetous peers jumped out at this time, ready to take a share and want to erode Mohs's business.

The ensuing problems make Mo Fu unable to return to the company.

It would have taken some time to adapt, and for Mo's family, Mo Qingchen's departure is tantamount to a heavy blow. It seems that Mo's father, who has returned from the Jianghu, can no longer break Mo's back to the original track.

For an enterprise, this kind of injury is fatal. It can not only make Mohs fall to the altar, but also be unable to recover.

Mrs. Mo certainly didn't dare to gamble, so even if she was very unhappy, she left her dignity and found here, but her mother's nature made it difficult for her to bow to her son.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Mrs. Mo finally recognized the reality and asked, "you had expected these situations. You guessed that I would come back to you, so you left so simply!"

Mrs. Mo is proud and painful.

Of course she is proud that her son is so excellent; But her son was not so obedient, which made her very painful.

Mo Qingchen leaned against the back of the sofa. He stared at the angry Mrs. Mo and found that she was old.

"I don't deny your speculation, but these are not my original intentions."

"I just want to tell you that the Mohist group is a big ship. It is not enough to control the ship just by virtue of the aura of the young master of Mohism."

"Since I took over the company, my contribution to the company can not be erased by the word 'young master of Mohism'. My father is really powerful in fighting the country, but do you think it's easy to defend the country? You must admit that green is better than blue, and my ability is not lost to my father."

"If I grew up, I just accepted the glory brought to me by Mohism and didn't pay anything for this family, then you should use my marriage as a tool. I have nothing to say; but this is not the case."

"I have the ability to work for the family. I can make Mohs better with my own ability, so I will never sacrifice my marriage to play the game of strong marriage."

These words are no different from what Mo Qingchen said to Mrs. Mo at the beginning. That's what he has always wanted to express.

But before Mohs really messed up, Mrs. MOH would not pay attention to these words at all. She would only immerse herself in the stability of the past and feel that what he said was all jokes.

Until this moment, Mo Qingchen knew that Mrs. Mo would listen.

It was another long silence. Mrs. Mo's mood was very complex. She realized that Mo Qingchen had become big and completely out of her control, which made her very painful.

"OK..." after a long time, Murph whispered. She sighed, as if she finally accepted the fact.

"Before leaving the Mohist family, we thought it had never happened. You go back to the Mohist group and continue to work." Mrs. Mo said. She looked at Mo Qingchen with a bow in her eyes.

"No problem, but -- about me and Xia Zhian --" Mo Qingchen was interrupted by Mrs. mo before he finished talking.

"Whatever you want!" Mrs. Mo said first. She deceived herself and didn't want to hear the man's name. She didn't really accept it. "I won't care anymore!"

"OK," said Mo Qingchen.

He doesn't care whether Mrs. Mo accepts it or not, as long as he doesn't make trouble anymore.

In this way, the mother and son reached an agreement on a truce, but it was not reconciliation. Mrs. Mo achieved her goal and didn't want to stay in this place at all. She stood up and prepared to leave.

Mo Qingchen certainly won't keep her.

Before leaving, Mrs. Mo said, "move back quickly and live in a woman's place. What's the matter?"

Between the words, it is still full of disdain and contempt for Xia Zhian.

Mo Qingchen hated this feeling, but he had given up persuading Mrs. Mo and was more willing to stimulate her. He smiled and said, "I think it's good. This is between us."

Mrs. Mo wanted to curse again, but their relationship had just eased, so she could only bear it.

Just came to the porch, but there was a sound of opening the door.

Xia Zhian played downstairs with two bear children. She sweated a lot. She was worried that the children would catch a cold, so she brought them back. She happened to run into Mrs. Mo who was leaving.

"Mrs. Mo......" Xia Zhian said hello awkwardly. She looked at Mo Qingchen behind Mrs. Mo unconsciously. Seeing that his state was still normal, she was a little relieved.

Mrs. Mo didn't want to fight Xia Zhian at this time. She couldn't scold, so she had to warn Xia Zhian in an extremely impatient tone: "you should treat us and Tangtang well in the future. If I know you bully them, I will never let you go!"

"Hmm?" Xia Zhi'an was stunned for a moment and then tasted the meaning of this sentence.

Mrs. Mo, is this... Do you agree that she is with Mr. Mo?

Xia Zhian was not only flattered, but also worried. She carefully promised: "don't worry, I will take care of Nian and Tangtang as my own child."

"Hum, that's nice. Let's wait and see..." Mrs. Mo looked at the two children and found that their clothes were wet with sweat. She immediately frowned and complained, "will you take the children? These clothes are wet and won't catch a cold? Take them and change them quickly!"