Mo Junlei is not in the mood to sleep. He sits in the middle of the old couple and comes slowly.

"Oh." Shen yuewan just listened. But in order not to disappoint the little guy, he asked. "What's your food plan?"

"A bowl of beef noodles." Mo Junlei quickly replied, thought about it and then said, "no, there are also stewed noodles. Anyway, spices and other things can be added later. The key is the production of ingredients."

"Ha ha... Noodles? There are so many noodles on the market now, why do you want grandma to sell noodles as pawn." Shen yuewan hugged the little guy's waist and rubbed his head on him.

"Ha ha... Your grandma has become a noodle seller, and your grandpa has become a fireman?" Mo Zhonghe couldn't help laughing.

"Don't go too far, you two. I'm so serious about providing you with business opportunities. You can't do that. Besides, it's not ordinary beef noodles. It's really delicious.

You may not believe what I said, but you always believe what han'er said? Han'er's food is not about any delicious food.

Forget it, no matter how much I tell you, you may not believe me. Only when you taste it yourself will you know how delicious it is.

What's more, the work of others is all handmade. None of them has additives. "Mo Junlei wants to help the old lady. Similarly, he also thinks the old lady's noodles are really delicious.

Although the little guy is young, he usually spends the most time with Shen yuewan. There is such a powerful business grandmother. He will be no worse in his future generations. If you see more things, you will naturally get more.

In contrast, Mo Junhan has few words and likes painting. Mo junle is cheerful and lively. He sings and plays the piano with Mo Beiqing. If you really want to do business in the future, maybe Mo Junlei is best at it.

"You little man, you talk one thing at a time. How can you be like yue'er? The advertising words provided by the merchants in those children's food advertisements made by Le'er are like this." Shen yuewan was so noisy by the little guy that she didn't feel sleepy at all. She sat up, picked up the coat next to her and put it on her body.

"Grandma, just trust me. I really didn't lie to you. If you miss this business opportunity, you will regret it.

I revealed it to you because I had a good relationship with my grandmother. Otherwise, I would go to my uncle. "Mo Junlei grabbed Shen yuewan's arm and kept playing coquettish. "Grandma, just promise me. OK? If you don't promise me, i... I'll really go to my uncle now..."

"Let me think about it." Shen yuewan prevaricated the little guy.

"Grandpa, look how grandma has become so chestnut now? She doesn't know how to cherish such a good business opportunity... Tell me about grandma..." Mo Junlei worried that Shen yuewan didn't agree, so he pestered Mo Zhonghe to help.

"Ha ha... It's your grandmother's business. I can't talk." Mo Zhonghe pretended to be asleep and snored in his mouth.

All morning, Mo Junlei pestered Shen yuewan and asked her to agree to anything. But Mo Junlei is a child after all. How can Shen yuewan really not consider such a big investment.

At breakfast, Mo Beichen opened his mouth to help Mo Junlei.

"The old woman's craft is really good. She really doesn't know how much better than the beef noodles sold in those tall shops outside.

Mom, if you have time, try her craft.

Although beef noodles sounds like a small project, it is really bigger, and the profit must far exceed that of a luxury hotel.

After all, a few or more pieces of beef noodles, no matter what kind of person, can afford it.

In contrast, the top luxury star hotel of Chenqing hotel will deter ordinary citizens. "

Mo Beichen said as he peeled off the egg shell for Mo Junlei and put it in his bowl.

"Really?" Shen yuewan looked squarely at his son sitting opposite and said with a smile: "since you and your son talk about the old lady's face, it's better for you to do this project?"

"That's a good idea." Wang Huizhen, sitting in the top position, answered immediately.

Shen yuewan has always hoped that Chenqing group will be replaced by Mo Beichen, so that she can relax a little. You don't have to go out every day.

Wang Huizhen considers Mo Beichen's work in Xiaohu Research Institute. She often works in city B. It's difficult to go home once. If he could take over Chenqing group, he would not need to go back to the Research Institute.

"Zhonghe, what do you think?" Wang Huizhen deliberately called his name when she saw that Mo Zhonghe only ate.

"Hmm? Cough..." Mo Zhonghe took a sip of soybean milk and looked up at his mother. "Well, everything is arranged by my mother."

He won't object. Whether Mo Beichen's future career is to inherit his mantle or the territory laid by Shen yuewan. As long as Mo Beichen was happy.

"..." Mo Beichen looked at Mo Junlei opposite. Where is this little guy having a problem with Shen yuewan? It's obviously embarrassing him. Well, why did he get involved in the mall?

"Daddy can do this project first, and then you can quit after the project is successful." Mo Junlei doesn't mind that things are in disorder. He says with a milky voice and pulls daddy into the water.

"Cough..." Mo Beichen coughed heavily and motioned Mo Junlei to shut up quickly.

"If you don't help me, I'll really go to find my uncle after breakfast?" Mo Junlei put the spoon in his hand heavily in the bowl and said unhappily.

In the whole restaurant, Mo Beiqing, who had never spoken a word, seemed to live immediately when he heard the word "Uncle" in the little guy's mouth, with light in his eyes.

However, with the light of living, it soon disappeared again.

Knowing a woman like her mother, why can't Shen yuewan see the discomfort on Mo Beiqing's face.

After breakfast, Shen yuewan ordered the maid to pack up for Mo Beiqing and take her to the airport as soon as she was ready.

Mo Beiqing stood alone at the window of the living room, looking into the yard without focus.

"Although my heart hurts now, time is definitely the best healing medicine. My mother is a person who came here. Long pain is better than short pain. As long as you put it down ruthlessly, you will be able to put it down." Shen yuewan walked close to Mo Beiqing, hugged her shoulder and comforted her gently.

"...." Mo Beiqing looked back at her mother, her eyes full of sadness.

"Now that you have decided to leave Longlin city and go abroad to restore your former life, don't hesitate and regret. Mom will support you."

Mo Beiqing repeatedly warned herself that she must be tough and cruel, but her heart was still soft in the face of her mother's comfort. The tears condensed in the eyes quietly slipped down the cheeks.

How can it be so easy to forget someone?

Mother is a nice person, but in the end she got her father, didn't she? But what about her? She may not know when she will be able to come back as soon as she leaves.

Maybe... When she came back, there was another woman around Rong Jingge.

"Don't cry. In the past, Beiqing wouldn't cry for anything. Whether you or your brother, you two didn't shed easily when you were young. Now that you have grown up, how can you become a crying girl?" Shen yuewan painfully wiped the tears on her face for her daughter.

Watching Mo Beiqing cry, Shen yuewan's heart doesn't hurt. It's absolutely false. More is self reproach, because she and Mo Zhonghe and Bai yunjiao hurt their two children.

If she had the right to regret, she would not have been with Mo Zhonghe. Because she is a mother, only the mother can give the most selfless love for her children.

"Madam, the eldest lady's things have been packed." the maid carried the box belonging to Mo Beiqing and reported after coming down from upstairs.

"Everything is just a dream.

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