Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Mo Qing Chen did not care about Mohist's attitude at all. He has the final say, but he still respects the Yan family very much. He basically talks with Yan Fu and Yan mu for one or two.

In order not to let Xia Zhian work too hard, Mo Qingchen found a professional wedding planning team and gave them all the complicated and trivial things like invitations.

Until the invitation was sent out, the news of the marriage between Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian also spread.

"They are getting married?" Sun Mingzhu looked at her friend in disbelief and asked, "who did you hear? Is it reliable?"

In sun Mingzhu's opinion, Mrs. Mo is a big problem. She doesn't believe that Xia Zhian can accept Mrs. Mo in such a short time. After all, the old thing is difficult to deal with.

"How can it be unreliable? My friend received the invitation!"

"Invitation... Did you see it with your own eyes?" Sun Mingzhu asked.

"What do I think of other people's invitations? But there's no need to lie to me about such things?"

Sun Mingzhu chatted with her friend again, but basically didn't listen to anything. Her mind was full of Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian's marriage. She couldn't think at all.

When she separated from her friend, sun Mingzhu called her men and asked, "I asked you to keep an eye on the news over there. Why haven't you reported to me recently?"

"He hasn't done anything lately..." his subordinates said wrongfully, "by the way, is it dynamic to customize a dress?"

"Dress?" Sun Mingzhu's scalp was about to explode.

"HMM." the man said the name of a well-known designer.

As soon as she heard the name, sun Mingzhu felt that her blood was jumping up to her head. The most powerful designer was to design wedding dresses. Many celebrities asked her to make dresses for marriage. It seems that Xia Zhian is really going to marry Mo Qingchen!

Sun Mingzhu endured all the way. When she got home, she couldn't help it.

"Bang -"

"Pa -"

The vases, ornaments, decorations, snacks and tea sets on the tea table at home, all the things within reach and all the things that can be moved, were smashed by sun Mingzhu!

The noise was so loud that Sun Hua and Yan Xinger upstairs were all noisy.

"Mingzhu, what's the matter with you?" Sun Hua hurried downstairs and grabbed sun Mingzhu, who was still crazy, for fear that the debris would hurt her.

"I hate! I hate!" Sun Mingzhu shouted, her eyes red.

Yan Xinger leaned against the railing upstairs, glanced disdainfully and said coldly, "what do you hate? Talk about things when you have something. Can you solve the problem by smashing things at home?"

Sun Mingzhu raised her head and stared at Yan Xinger with blood red and hate eyes, which surprised her and made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Ha ha..." Sun Mingzhu sneered. What reason does Yan Xinger pretend to be at this time?

If she knew, she would be more crazy than herself!

What kind of medium guest!

"Can you solve it?" Sun Mingzhu asked sarcastically.

Yan Xinger didn't like her to play tricks like this. He asked, "what's the matter? Do you like to say it or not?"

"Xia Zhian is going to marry Mo Qingchen." Sun Mingzhu said. She even smiled, because she guessed that Yan Xinger's expression would be very wonderful.

"What!" Yan Xinger exclaimed.

Sure enough, sun Mingzhu was not disappointed. Yan Xinger was not as calm as she was just now. She was even a little happy in her heart!

She was not the only one who suffered, and she was not the only one who lost to Xia Zhian. Is this the comfort of the loser?

Yan Xinger was shocked, but she didn't go crazy like sun Mingzhu.

During the period of being wanted, Yan Xinger learned one thing, that is, it's useless to go crazy.

"Don't look like a lost dog. Come up first. Let's have a good chat and see if there is a solution to this matter!" Yan Xinger said fiercely after he recovered his composure.

Being out of control can be contagious. Similarly, being calm can also be contagious.

Under Yan Xinger's infection, sun Mingzhu gradually recovered her composure. She walked silently towards her room.

"What can you do?" Sun Mingzhu closed the door and asked immediately.

Yan Xinger breathed out after a few minutes of silence, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "kidnap Xia Zhian, and then - you marry."

Sun Mingzhu obviously didn't expect Yan Xinger to say so. Immediately, she asked vigilantly, "you also like ah Chen, but you are willing to make wedding clothes for me. Can I trust you?"

Sun Mingzhu is not stupid. She is married, and Xia Zhian is also married. Anyway, she is not Yan Xinger. Why should she take risks for herself?

"Ha ha..." Yan Xinger smiled helplessly and said with self mockery, "do you think a wanted criminal still has the chance to marry?"

Indeed, Yan Xinger doesn't even have the freedom to go out now. He still has the spring and autumn dream of getting married.

She just hates Xia Zhian. She is full of sticky and vicious hatred for Xia Zhian. Anyone can marry Mo Qingchen. As long as she is not Xia Zhian, she has lost everything. Why can Xia Zhian live well?

"OK," Sun Mingzhu agreed and asked, "what should we do next?"

"It's not urgent. We can discuss the countermeasures slowly. The most important thing for you now is to find someone to find out when their marriage is." Yan Xinger said calmly.

After knowing that Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian are going to get married, they are not the only ones who are out of control.

Mo Waner also learned the news, and even learned it in a much more direct way than sun Mingzhu.

As soon as she came downstairs, she saw the housekeeper taking something to Mo yezhuo's study.

The matter of sending invitations fully reflects Mo Qingchen's "caution". He will never forget to send a copy to Mo yezhuo if he forgets anyone.

After all, this person has been thinking about Xia Zhian. He wants everyone, especially those who plot against Xia Zhian, to recognize this. Xia Zhian is his woman.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Mo Waner asked curiously.

"Oh, please post it. I didn't open it." said the housekeeper. He is usually responsible for receiving things, but he won't open it casually.

"Invitation?" Mo Waner felt strange. She didn't hear that anyone in the circle was getting married recently. She stretched out her hand and said, "show me."

Naturally, the housekeeper did not dare to refuse and handed the invitation.

Mo Wan'er just opened it and felt that countless slaps "pa pa -" hit her face.

She slammed the invitation into the housekeeper's hand, then angrily ran back to her bedroom and shut herself in.

"Why!"

"Why?"

Mo Waner was so angry that she made a mess of the quilt and pillow on the bed. Her mind was full of pictures of herself waiting for Mo Qingchen at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau that day——

No one is more like a joke than her!

Where on earth can she compare with Xia Zhian? What qualifications does a surrogate woman have to marry Mo Qingchen?

"Mrs. Mingmo likes me. Why on earth can this woman marry into the Mohist family?"

Mo Waner became more and more unwilling. Finally, she simply cried in the quilt. When she had cried enough, she felt she couldn't do this. She must find a way to destroy it.

But what should we do? She has no clue.

Mo Waner decided to go out to blow the wind, wake up her brain, carefully treated her crying swollen eyes with a beauty instrument in the mirror, and put on makeup before she went out.

After shaking for a long time, Mo Waner's mood finally calmed down. She wanted to take Mo LAN home casually.

As a result, the enemy's road was narrow, so he met Xia Zhian, who also went to the kindergarten to pick up the child.

"You are very proud now?" Mo Waner said. She was glad that she went out with makeup and didn't let Xia Zhian see her swollen eyes. Otherwise, Xia Zhian would not be proud of heaven!

Xia Zhian: "..." she couldn't understand Mo Waner's words at all.

However, Mo Waner's hostility to her was obvious, so she didn't speak casually.

Mo Waner looked at Xia Zhian's plain face, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she couldn't do it. How could this kind of thin woman be a group's wife in the future?

Isn't this a disgrace to your man?

Xia Zhian's silence was regarded as a provocation by Mo Waner.

"Oh... Aren't you going to marry Mo Qingchen? Look at your face. You don't even want to talk to me?" Mo Waner silk made no secret of her malice and resentment.

Xia Zhian: "..." she clearly didn't mean that.

"I just don't know what to say," Xia Zhian explained.

"Bang -" Mo Waner didn't care what Xia Zhian said. She said to herself, "don't think you will have a good life in the future. I think Mrs. Mo still hates you. After all, she directly asked me to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to wait for Mo Qingchen. It's impossible to get happiness without the blessing of her elders!"

Xia Zhian was stunned. Mo Waner went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to wait for Mo Qingchen, and it was Mrs. Mo's intention?

"So... Did you really go?" Xia Zhian asked incredulously.

Mo Wan'er thought Xia Zhi'an was going to satirize her and said, "what if I go?"

"No..." Xia Zhian suddenly felt that Mo Waner was so silly and lovely. "Are you too easy to be cheated? The person who wants to get married is Mr. mo. he didn't say anything to you. Why do you believe Mrs. Mo's words? Isn't that what I said?"

The reason why Xia Zhian would say so is that she simply takes Mo Waner as an interesting human sample, because after all, who would believe that another person wants to marry herself with the words of a third party, or even go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to wait?

Xia Zhian couldn't help imagining the picture and felt that Mo Waner was really poor.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Xia Zhian doesn't think she's satirizing Mo Waner, but Mo Waner thinks it's a naked humiliation!

"I know you're going to marry Mo Qingchen. Now you feel very happy and despise me, don't you?" Mo Waner said. She has always hated Xia Zhian. Now this feeling is stronger, especially after being humiliated. She just wants to fight back, "but what's so great about you?"

"Even if you marry Mo Qingchen, you are just a stepmother!"

"But what about your own son? Do you have a chance to be with him?"

"Oh, by the way..." Mo Waner smiled and said more maliciously, "of course, you are still so young that you can have another one with Mo Qingchen, but will he? Even if you coax him to have one, Mo Jinnian will always be the eldest son of the Mohist family, and your son will always be the second in order. What a tragedy --"

After listening to Mo Waner's words, Xia Zhian was stunned.

Mo Waner thought she had poked Xia Zhi's peace of mind. Finally, she was elated. She stepped on high heels and proudly walked aside to wait for the children after school.

"Hum!"

In fact, Xia Zhian was not stimulated by Mo Waner, but she did not think about this problem before. Now she was suddenly raised by Mo Waner, and she felt that she should really think about it.

Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang didn't know Xia Zhian came back to pick them up, so they didn't take much initiative after school and walked behind a group of children.

Xia Zhian saw Mo LAN walking towards Mo Waner in the crowd. Her mood became complicated. For a time, it was difficult to face the two little guys.

"You take Nian Nian and Tangtang and take them back." Xia Zhian said to the driver.

"Miss Xia, don't you --" the driver hesitated.

"I'll go to Mo's," Xia Zhian said. The kindergarten leaves school before four o'clock. It's still early. It's not convenient for her to take Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang to the company. Most importantly, she has something to say to Mo Qingchen, "take them first."

"Yes," said the driver.

Xia Zhian's mind is full of confusion. Although she has long known to give up Mo LAN, she has always tried to restrain her emotions, Mo Waner's words made her realize that she can actually regenerate.

Therefore, it is not impossible to stay with your own children.

At the same time, Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang smiled again in her mind.

In the future, if Xia Zhian really has a child with Mo Qingchen, can she still be impartial in the face of Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang?

Xia Zhian is not a selfish person, but she knows that her mother can do unimaginable things for her children. She doesn't want to become that kind of person, nor is she willing to be bad to the two children.

These sudden problems confused Xia Zhian.

Xia Zhian went to Mo's house in this way. When she got to the company hall, she found that she didn't tell Mo Qingchen.

As soon as she took out her mobile phone and was ready to call, someone at the front desk came over enthusiastically.

"You are Miss Xia, aren't you?" asked the receptionist.

"Well." Xia Zhi an was stunned for a moment and nodded.

Is she so famous?

Xia Zhian doesn't know that since the announcement of her marriage with Mo Qingchen, the top and bottom of the Mo group have not been unaware of this matter. Treating her as a "top VIP", no, it should be said to be a "half boss", which is of course very enthusiastic.

"Are you looking for Mr. Mo?" the receptionist asked, and took the initiative to find the lobby manager to give Xia Zhian to him.

The lobby manager's attitude is better. He is more exaggerated than the waiter in Haidilao store. He leads the way and helps press the elevator. Xia Zhian is confused and arrives at the top office of Mohs group.

The Secretary met Xia Zhian at the door of the president's special elevator. He was stunned and greeted him with a smile.

"Are you looking for Mr. Mo?" the secretary took Xia Zhian to Mo Qingchen's office, opened the door for her and said, "Miss Xia, please --"

When Xia Zhian stood in front of Mo Qingchen, her mind had not turned around.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Qingchen looked at the dull Xia Zhian and asked with some funny, "silly?"

"Ah..." Xia Zhian responded and sighed, "your company is a little too efficient?"

Mo Qingchen looked at Xia Zhian inexplicably, but made her more embarrassed.

"Why are they so kind to me?"

Listening to Xia Zhian's words, Mo Qingchen suddenly reacted and said with some laughter: "of course, I have to hold people. They dare to neglect and don't want a job?"

Xia Zhi an make complaints about it: "capitalism is terrible."

Mo Qingchen was too lazy to talk to her about this and asked, "if you think of me so much, you come directly to the company to find me?"

"Well, I have something to talk to you about."

Mo Qingchen waved to Xia Zhian and asked her to sit on her lap. After Xia Zhian sat down, she realized how ambiguous this action was. She came to talk about business!

I just wanted to stand up and was pressed down again.

"Don't do this. How bad is it to be seen in the office?" Xia Zhian said shyly.

"What's the matter? No one will come in without knocking," Mo Qingchen asked, holding Xia Zhian's waist. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Just..." when she was about to speak, Xia Zhian felt ashamed of this topic, but since she encountered this problem today, she didn't need to avoid it. Sooner or later, she had to talk, "I don't want to have children."

"Hmm?" Mo Qingchen motioned her and then said.

"In case we have our own baby in the future, I won't be so good to Niannian and Tangtang now. What should I do?" Xia Zhian said honestly.

She is not a saint. She also makes mistakes and is afraid of making mistakes.

From Xia Zhian's own values, she felt that this kind of thing should not be, so she tried to avoid it.

"Ah..." Mo Qingchen smiled and joked, "before you marry me, you think of having children?"

"Annoying!" Xia Zhian's face turned pink. She bashfully beat Mo Qingchen and said, "I'll tell you the business. Don't laugh at me!"

"Didn't laugh at you." Mo Qingchen said. He didn't know why Xia Zhian would say so. In his opinion, this kind of thing doesn't need to be deliberately.

Mo Qingchen didn't think Xia Zhian would be that kind of eccentric mother.

But now talking about this, he felt that he was worried too early, so he changed the topic and said, "whatever, you want to be born, or you don't want to be born." Mo Qingchen didn't think about it. He looked at his watch and continued, "it's still a while from work. I still have some work. Stay with me here?"

Xia Zhian thought, anyway, she's here. Just stay with her. It's not the first time here.

"Well." Xia Zhian nodded and sat aside obediently.

In fact, "accompanying" people to work is a very boring thing. Xia Zhian brushed her mobile phone for a while and felt boring. As soon as she looked up, she saw that Mo Qingchen was working hard, and her love expanded to overflow.

Sure enough, the way men work hard is too bonus!

Looking at it again, Xia Zhian felt that she would become a crazy girl. She stood up and walked towards the door. According to the route in her memory, she went to the tea room dedicated to Mo Qingchen, helped him make a cup of coffee and brought it into the office.

"It's so sweet, madam. Help Mr. Mo make coffee!" someone whispered gossip.

"Don't yell. You're not married yet!"

"Sooner or later! Have you ever seen Mo always be so patient with a girl?"

"Not really. Miss Xia is really lucky!"

"According to me, Mr. Mo is really lucky. Miss Xia is beautiful and gentle. Which man doesn't like it?"

Whispering gossip outside, people in the office do not know that they have become the envy of other people.

Xia Zhian took the coffee, and Mo Qingchen lifted his head when he smelled the fragrance.

"So good?" Mo Qingchen said with a smile.

Xia Zhian also felt as if she was too active. She avoided his eyes and said, "try it. It's not an instant bargain in your special tea room."

At the beginning, because she didn't know anything, she made a cup of instant coffee for Mo Qingchen, and he deliberately made it difficult.

"Be careful," Mo Qingchen said in a spoiled tone, "would you like to apologize? You are now bringing me a cup of poison. Dare I not drink it?"

"Nonsense, who will give you poison?"

"Hey me." Mo Qingchen looked like a scoundrel who would never do it himself.

Too much! Xia Zhian angrily put the coffee in front of Mo Qingchen and said, "I like to drink or not, I'm used to you!"

Mo Qingchen smiled very badly. Xia Zhian occasionally played a small temper. He also felt cute, so he would always be mean and spare no effort to tease her.

There was a short meeting before work today. Mo Qingchen was afraid that Xia Zhian would be bored, so he asked her to go with him.

"No," Xia Zhian said, remembering the way she had a meeting with them before, "it's not very convenient."

Anyway, the contents of the meeting are the secrets and core of the company. She is an irrelevant person and really shouldn't be there.

And last time Xia Zhian found that she couldn't understand anything.

Or... Mo Qingchen knew she didn't understand and deliberately teased her?

"Do you mean to laugh at me and let me go if you know I don't understand?" Xia Zhian said unconvinced. "What's the matter if you don't understand? I didn't learn this originally, hum!"

"Who laughed at you? You promised to work with me. Of course, you should accompany me at the meeting." Mo Qingchen said naturally.

Regardless of Xia Zhian's opinion, Mo Qingchen directly took Xia Zhian's hand and walked towards the conference room.

Xia Zhian was flushed by him, isn't it too high-profile?

She tried hard to take out her hand, but Mo Qingchen held it tighter.

The people around looked at it and even whispered something with a smile. Xia Zhian almost wanted to dig a seam and drill in. It turned out that xiuenai would show that she was going to suffocate

"Ink is always too sticky..."

"Yes, I can't see that Mo always loves this style."

"Contrast cute, sisters, it's easy to knock!"

"What kind of immortal is Miss Xia, who can actually accept president Mo!"

Xia Zhian listened to those discussions that lowered her voice, and sweet sugar water appeared strangely in her heart, as if... Everyone loved it, and not everyone thought they were inappropriate.

This cognition makes Xia Zhian much more comfortable and a little more generous.

During the whole meeting, Xia Zhian was like a pot of plants in the meeting room. He sat there and didn't have to do anything. Just let people watch.

Of course, it's mainly for Mo Qingchen to watch.

Xia Zhian suddenly realized that she can't come to the company casually in the future. She is about to become a giant panda!

All over the Mohs group were very polite and warm to Xia Zhian. She was not used to this occasion and seemed more or less formal.

Finally, Xia Zhian was relieved when she got off work.

Mo Qingchen didn't ask the driver to drive him.

Xia Zhian found that she didn't drive in the direction of home and asked, "is there anything else? Why don't we go home?"

"Go back after dinner," said Mo Qingchen.

"Oh."

Xia Zhian actually likes to get along with Mo Qingchen alone. He has children. The way they fall in love is naturally different from other lovers. Most of the time is "family fun". On the contrary, there are few people in the world.

Therefore, after Mo Qingchen realized this, he always gave them more private space as much as he could. Of course, this was also his own selfishness.

Xia Zhian suddenly remembered something and said, "Mr. Mo, you won't charter the show again today?"

She is really frightened by Mo Qingchen's occasional boastful style. She can't make money casually!

"No show," Mo Qingchen gave her a funny look. When waiting for the traffic light, he held Xia Zhian's hand and asked, "are you disappointed?"

"No, no, no..." Xia Zhian immediately explained, "I just want to tell you that there is no need to rent a venue and waste money."

"Don't worry, no matter how wasteful, I can afford you." Mo Qingchen said overbearing.

Xia Zhian immediately turned her eyes, turned her head and looked out of the window. She was really too lazy to pay attention to someone!

After a pleasant date, Mo Qingchen took Xia Zhian for a ride and drove home. As soon as he entered the door, he was attacked by two children.

"You're secretly dating again!" Mo Jintang said with a frown.

Xia Zhian smiled awkwardly. She really couldn't refute this. Fortunately, the children didn't know that she ran away from the kindergarten on the way. If she couldn't make it worse.

"Tangtang, that's not a secret date," Mo Jinnian explained next to him. "That's a two person world. People in love are like this. They don't like others to follow."

"I don't care, my little uncle said. They just play by themselves without us!"

Xia Zhian: "

She will sew Xia Yifan's mouth one day.

Mo Jintang hugged Xia Zhian's thigh and said, "Mom, don't you like dad best now? Isn't Tangtang more lovely than dad?"

Xia Zhian wants to shout for help!

Mo Jintang hugged Xia Zhian's leg. Mo Qingchen hugged Xia Zhian's shoulder and said, "of course, you still want to rob my wife?"

Ink brocade sugar's mouth is shriveled. It will cry every minute. It is unwilling to accept the painful reality.

Mo Jinnian was calm beside him. He had long accepted the reality.

"Then... Mom wants to compensate me!" MOJIN sugar strives for the last welfare for itself.

"What compensation does Tangtang want?" Xia Zhian asked with a smile. She stared at Mo Qingchen. How could there be such a boring person competing for favor with her daughter? It's inexplicable!

"I want to eat dessert! I want the kind made by my mother!" MOJIN sugar shouted.

"No," Mo Qingchen immediately turned into a crazy devil to protect his wife. "My wife is very tired today and has no time to do it for you."

Mo Jintang was about to cry. Xia Zhian hurriedly said, "Tangtang is good. Don't listen to Dad's nonsense. Can I do it for you in a minute?"

The little girl smiled, looked at Mo Qingchen proudly and said, "OK!"

Mo Qingchen thought forget it, how is it his own, forbearance.

So as not to make Mo brocade sugar cry later. Xia Zhian probably won't let him sleep with him tonight!

Suddenly remembering the conversation in the office today, Mo Qingchen thought it was better not to be born, otherwise he was born a debt collector who robbed his wife from him!

Xia Zhian went upstairs to change her clothes, and immediately hid in the kitchen. She was busy, because it took time to make snacks, and the children couldn't sleep too late.

Mo Jinnian's whole journey was like a small tail. He had been stuck behind Xia Zhian, but he didn't take the initiative to speak.

"Every year," Xia Zhian saw him as soon as she turned around and squatted down and asked, "what's the matter? Do you have anything to tell me?"

"HMM." the child nodded with a serious face.

God knows how much Xia Zhian likes Mo Jinnian's serious face. She pinches his fleshy little face and can't help imagining that when Mo Jinnian grows up, she will become another Mo Qingchen.

"Then say it."

"Mom, when you married dad, can Tangtang and I be flower children?" Mo Jinnian asked a little embarrassed.

He had attended the wedding before and knew that there was a flower girl. Although he always felt very stupid, he would rather be this fool when he thought of other children holding Xia Zhian's wedding dress.

Mo Jinnian looked forward to Xia Zhian. Seeing that she didn't answer, his heart lifted up.

"Can't you?"

Xia Zhian doesn't know when her evil taste of teasing Mo Jinnian began.

After appreciating the cramped and nervous appearance of Mo Jinnian for a while, Xia Zhian said, "of course, and that's what I planned to do. Would you like to be a flower girl with Tangtang?"

The two little guys are as tender as a small ball. They must look super cute in small dresses!

"Yes! Thank you, mom." Mo Jinnian said happily. He was about to run away. He was too excited. "I'll tell Tangtang the good news now!"

"Slow down, don't be so anxious." Xia Zhian smiled and told her, and paid attention to the dessert she was making.

"Tangtang -" Mo Jinnian ran to his room and announced, "mom promised to let us be flower children at the wedding!"

"Really? I'm so happy! Brother, shall we start choosing what clothes to wear now?" MOJIN sugar was so happy that he wanted to fly.

He ran to the wardrobe with short legs and stared at his whole row of lovely princess skirts.

"Brother, you say... Which one do I wear the most lovely?" MOJIN sugar made a difficult choice.

It seems that each set is good, but I don't think any one is particularly brilliant.

Mo Jinnian also felt embarrassed. He also had a small dress, but would it be bad to wear old clothes?

"Why don't we ask dad to buy us new clothes?" Mo Jinnian suggested.

"Good! Then you can buy new clothes. That's great!" mojintang's shopping maniac nature was first reflected.

Two little guys "dada dada" ran to the study. One left and one right adhered to Mo Qingchen and said, "Dad, we're going to be flower children. Will you buy us new clothes?"

Mo Qingchen thought that such an arrangement was also very good. He didn't have to find other children. They were also easier to control, so he said, "no problem. My mother and I are going to order a dress tomorrow, and we'll order one for you."

"HMM... is this the legendary parent-child costume?" MOJIN sugar asked curiously, biting his finger.

"Yes, but it's only for special occasions," Mo Qingchen explained.

Ink brocade sugar couldn't understand so much. When he heard the affirmative answer, he felt very happy.

"Wow, if we wear it together, people will know that we are a family, right?"

"That's right." Mo Qingchen said with a smile. Maybe he can do some parent-child outfit after that. It's estimated that Xia Zhian will like it very much.

Therefore, the two children were happier and full of expectations for new clothes.

The next day, Mo Qingchen took the bride to be and two little flower children to the designer's studio.

"Is this a little flower boy?" the designer asked. Her eyes were sharp. At a glance, she could see that Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang were somewhat similar to Mo Qingchen.

If you taste it carefully, you will find that MOJIN sugar is also very similar to Xia Zhian. How interesting does this "family" look.

"Yes," said Mo Qingchen, "these are my children. You can measure them and make two matching dresses."

Maybe it's a girl's nature. Mo Jintang has shown great interest since she entered the studio. Touch here and have a look there. People don't hate her when they see her cute. Instead, they always tease her. Her milk voice and milk spirit don't get too popular.

"Tangtang, come and choose the style." Xia Zhian waved to her. The little guy immediately ran over, climbed up Xia Zhian's thigh and sat in her arms to see the selected album.

Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian have made a rough sketch of the dress style. They both feel very satisfied and leave it to the designer.

So in order to match, the flower girl's dress is also an antique line.

"Tangtang, what color clothes do you want?" Xia Zhian asked patiently.

"Hmm..." the little girl thought for a long time and said, "pink, I want pink, like a little princess!"

Mo Jinnian frowned and said, "I want the same color as my father's dress. I don't want pink. Pink is for girls."

"It doesn't matter. Boys can also wear pink." Xia Zhian said. She couldn't help imagining that the fragrant and soft ink brocade year, with a wrinkled face and reluctantly wearing a pink Tang costume, must be so cute!

"I don't want it," Mo Jinnian insisted, "I want to be the same as my father."

Xia Zhian had seen that Mo Jinnian was unusually persistent in re carving Mo Qingchen. Maybe the little boy had this complex with his father.

In this way, the three are popular and black, and mojintang is pink, which seems a little out of place.

"What about Tangtang?" Xia Zhian asked. The little girl has her own aesthetics. She doesn't want to force Mo Jintang for the so-called harmony. "Do you still insist on pink?"

"I......" Mo Jintang was originally very determined, but after listening to Mo Jinnian's words, he hesitated, picked his fingers and tangled for a long time, and said, "forget it, I want to be like you."

The designer and her assistants couldn't help laughing at the lovely response of MOJIN sugar.

"If you like, just make one more set." Mo Qingchen said coldly.

Mo Jintang was stunned, quickly climbed up to him, put his arms around Mo Qingchen's neck, and shouted: "ah - I like my father best!"

Xia Zhian pretended to be jealous and asked, "what about me?"

"You like your mother!" Mo Jintang was so sweet that he kissed her and said smartly, "if my mother wasn't willing to marry my father, Tangtang wouldn't have a chance to have new clothes!"

Xia Zhian: "

This is too exaggerated. Mo Qingchen is not short of the child's two clothes.

"Don't kiss my wife casually. I won't buy clothes again." Mo Qingchen threatened nearby.

Mo Jintang was completely stupid. He stared at his father and turned to look at Xia Zhian. He was so wronged that he almost cried. He could only reach out his hand to Mo Jinnian and cried pitifully: "brother..."

Xia Zhian really didn't see it. Mo Qingchen was too childish!

From sending out invitations to finding designers to customize dresses, the wedding news of Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian is no secret, and almost no one in the circle knows it.

Of course, Mo Qingchen immediately sent the wedding date back to the Mo house. As soon as Mrs. Mo heard it, she almost didn't pout directly on the spot.

"He! I think he did it on purpose!" Mrs. Mo said with a long sigh. "No, it must be the fox spirit who encouraged ah Chen. She was so anxious to marry in because she was afraid of long dreams!"

Mrs. Mo became more and more angry. She had to seek approval from her father and asked, "husband, do you think I'm right?"

Mo Fu frowned and said disapprovingly, "don't be so ugly!"

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Mo stared at her husband in disbelief and said, "you're not on my side?"

"What's the matter here and there," Murphy's father really couldn't listen, and said to the point, "ah Chen has decided to marry her, and the invitation has been sent out. Is it a joke? You're a fox spirit. It's not a joke?"

"I'm not wrong!" Mrs. Mo was very stubborn. "People heard a joke. I thought it was a joke for her to marry in!"

In the final analysis, Mrs. Mo was unwilling to accept Xia Zhian. Even if she was "put together" by Mo Qingchen and had to agree to the marriage, she still felt excluded from the bottom of her heart, especially since the marriage date was set so early, she was even more isolated.

"It's also noisy. Since ah Chen is determined to be with her, we'll almost have it," Mo's father said with Taiji, "it's no use complaining. If you can't stand it, tell your son!"