My first love with the boss

As soon as Lin Ying opened her head, she saw that Mo Qifeng's face was a little black. She couldn't help laughing.

"You see, your father is still a little unhappy!"

Mo gradually became interested. His dark eyes looked at his parents. Their feelings were very good, and he looked forward to his feelings in the future.

At the thought of this, Mu Wan's face suddenly flashed in front of him, and the ink gradually went black.

Mo Qifeng smiled and said by his wife that he was relaxed and continued to read the newspaper in his hand. Now the Internet is developed, but he is still the style of the previous generation and still has the habit of subscribing to newspapers and magazines.

Lin Ying laughed enough and continued: "At that time, when you were just born, your grandfather and your grandfather both took a name. Your father and I also took a name. There are three names for a child. It's hard to decide who to use. We all refuse each other because of face. Of course, your father and I want to use our name for you, but you know, a big family has bigger rules. This idea can't be straight "Yes."

Mo gradually walked, and there was a smile on his face. "What happened later?"

"Later, your grandpa also saw it, but it's not easy to say directly. He said that there was a custom in his hometown. At the full moon banquet, he put three names in the golden bowl and found a lucky person to draw a name. In this way, the name was lucky enough. In this way, he chose your name. Do you say twists and turns“

"It's quite tortuous." Mo gradually agreed.

Grandpa's scholarly family has always been very demanding. Grandpa is silent, bold and practical. Although the two old people have formed a family of children and women, they can't say that they can go together.

If the father and mother used one of the names rashly, the other would be jealous. Moreover, in those days, almost all parents decided to name their children. In fact, few parents chose names, especially in large families. If parents could name him, they must have withstood some pressure.

Mo Jianxing can figure this out, but these are not what he urgently wants to hear.

Lin Ying continued: "That's not all. After the name was drawn out, it wasn't your grandfather who won the name. Your grandfather complained for a long time that there were no such rules in their hometown. Your grandfather read too much and made some false rules. He also gave your father a good lecture and asked why your father wanted to listen to your grandfather. He agreed at that time. Ha ha, ask you Dad, is that so? "

Mo Qifeng's face became darker. He glanced at the gradual movement of Mo and said calmly, "it's natural for the father to teach the son."

Ink gradually goes: "..."

Lin Ying smiled back and forth. She was in a very happy mood today.

Mo Jianxing coughed gently, indicating that he had known the family motto of father training son, and Mo Qifeng moved his eyes nailed to him.

Mo gradually raised his eyes and looked at He Lin Ying for a moment. He said calmly, "who was the lucky person you were looking for to draw my name for me?"

Lin Ying's laughter stopped suddenly. It seemed that she didn't expect Mo to ask such a detailed question gradually.

Her face was a little embarrassed. She looked at Mo Qifeng, looked at the serious ink gradually, and sighed: "it seems that the person chosen at that time was not good, and that person was not very lucky. I don't know if it will affect you in the future“

Lin Ying is not superstitious, but she instinctively fears that some bad things will affect her son.

The heart of Mo Jianxing suddenly sank. In his mind, he suddenly remembered that when he saw Mu Wan in the elevator for the first time, she said coldly: "I took your name."

When it was, it was hard for him to hide his surprise, and he vaguely felt that Mu Wan would not lie. Now, after listening to the causes and consequences, he immediately had an answer in his heart.

He glanced at his father.

Mo Qifeng's face was obviously cold, and his hand reading the newspaper was obviously heavy. He was obviously unwilling to mention the name.

Just

He wants to know.

He leaned forward slightly, and his eyes fell gently on Lin Ying. It seemed that he inadvertently asked, "Mom, who is that man? Do I know him?"

Lin Ying looked at Mo Qifeng and smiled: "it's all the past. I'm afraid I may remember wrong. She was a little girl named Mu Wan. At that time, she was made up of powder and jade. She was very cute. She looked very lucky. At that time, everyone liked her and wanted her to be your daughter-in-law in the future... Cough!"

Lin Ying coughed awkwardly and didn't say anything later. Mo Jianxing suddenly heard it along the meaning. He wanted to be your daughter-in-law, so he let her smoke. His heart burned for no reason.

It turned out that the past entangled so deeply, but he only knew it today.

What Mu Wan said is true.

Lin Ying turned her eyes, changed the topic, and continued: "that Mu Wan is also very smart. As soon as she caught it, she caught the name your father and I gave you. Otherwise, where do you have such a nice name?"

Mo gradually recovered from his thoughts and said casually, "what's the name of Grandpa and grandpa?"

"Your grandfather's name is Moyu, which means that the childe is like jade. The name doesn't need to be too complicated. It's simple but atmospheric. Your grandfather thinks the name is feminine. He named you mo Tiancheng, which means good Tiancheng. What do you think of these two names?"

Mo gradually became silent for a long time and slowly spit out a sentence: "OK!"

These two words are enough for Lin Ying to smile forward and backward.

She ha ha ha endlessly, Mo Qifeng's originally cold face, but also because of her laughter eased a lot.

Mo gradually turned a little red on his cold face. He silently glanced at Lin Ying, protested her Schadenfreude, said, "I went upstairs," and left the living room and returned to his room.

Undress and take a bath.

In the white fog, he reached out to touch the mirror and saw himself in the mirror. However, Mu Wan's face appeared in his mind. He silently said in his heart: Thank you for taking the name, and let the fog cover the mirror again.

After taking a bath.

Put on your bathrobe.

Mo Jianxing wiped his hair with a towel, trapped himself in bed and relaxed his nerves.

The cell phone rang.

He picked up his cell phone and sent a message from a strange number: Mr. Mo, I'll leave for the crew tomorrow. I'll report to you at any time. Mu Wan“

Mo gradually stopped holding his mobile phone and his eyes shrunk.

Mu Wan!

Today, almost all of his life has her.

His heart sank, put down the towel to wipe his hair, and returned with a reserved word: "OK!"