Strongest Wife Guard

The plane landed at Xinshi airport at more than one o'clock in the evening, and Mo's driver came to meet him.

Looking at the familiar scenery outside the window, Mo Yiheng is sad.

Last time I came back, my mother picked him up in person and talked all the way, but he didn't notice that she was in poor health at that time.

I didn't even say goodbye to her when I left.

As a son, he is really bad.

Back at Mo's home, Mo Yiheng went upstairs to say hello to Mo Congtian and decided to go to work tomorrow.

Mo Congtian was happy to see him come back. "Where's Miss Fang? Not coming back with you? "

Mo Yiheng lowered his eyes, thinking that she should be in class at this time, "she didn't graduate from university."

Mo Congtian sighed, with years of melancholy on his face. "Don't blame me for using this child to force you to grow up. If I know what it's like for you to go out, I won't let you go even if I support you all my life!"

Does he regret it?

Of course he regretted it!

Look at the things he did from abroad. It's a shame for him to be Laozi!

Mo Yiheng lowered his eyes, did not choose to choke with him, "anyway, thank you for letting me marry her."

Mo Congtian sighed, "do you like that girl so much? I think the former Sufu is better than her

It's just that Sufu's background is a little complicated.

Mo Yiheng didn't answer. He obviously didn't want to talk to him anymore with low eyebrows. Mo Congtian always had nothing to do with him.

When he was a child, Mo Yiheng was more mischievous and mischievous than others. At that time, he was able to beat him, but now he has no way.

When he went back to his bedroom and took a bath, the servant had already cleaned up the things for him. Mo Yiheng lay on the bed, took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and called Fang Jiamei

At the time of receiving her call, Fang Jiamei was discussing with the ensemble about her performance in Noel square next week.

The annual performance Festival is coming. You can see all kinds of programs in Noel square, just like the Chinese New Year.

They are also ready to go there and experience.

When she came to one side to answer the phone, Fang Jiamei's voice was very happy: "are you here?"

"Well, it's just an hour." Listening to her voice, seems to be able to eliminate all the fatigue, Mo Yiheng slowly closed his eyes, as if she was still around.

Fang Jiamei said with a smile: "then you have a rest. We are going to perform in Noel square in two days. We have to practice these days."

"OK, be safe."

"Well, you too. Take care of your rest."

No sticky, Fang Jiamei took the initiative to hang up the phone, flying is very tired, he should have a good rest.

Back to everyone's side, Fang Jiamei listened to everyone's ideas and never liked to give them any ideas.

"Well, our music selections are very happy. Jiamei is the main cello. Can you play it?" The regiment leader looked at Fang Jiamei's hesitation and didn't know how to express it.

As we all know, Fang Jiamei's level has dropped rapidly in the past two years, which is not a quarter of the previous level.

Fang Jiamei was stunned. Seeing that everyone looked at her, she raised her smile and said, "well, it seems to be the same. It doesn't matter. Let others take my place. I can do logistics."

Lisa looked at her and said, "how can I do that? You are our master cello

Fang Jiamei said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. I know I'm not good now. Next time."

The head of the regiment liked her very much. To be honest, if it wasn't for her being Chen Yinxu's student, the regiment would have expelled her long ago.