Mr. Yu regards his wife as a treasure

Chapter 83 Mo is always straight
Wan Jia looked at Fu Qiaoxi's still expressionless expression, and couldn't help showing a puzzled look on his face.

But I didn’t ask too much, I just replied honestly: “Yes, it’s him, he sent the flowers outside, Mr. Yu sent a bouquet yesterday and asked someone to put it at the front desk, and when Mr. Mo delivered it again today, he found His flower quilt was placed at the front desk. I heard that it was Mr. Yu's order. I followed Mr. Mo to Mr. Yu's office. It's all piled up in the front desk."

As soon as Wan Jia finished speaking, Fu Qiaoxi covered his small mouth and widened his eyes, saying in disbelief.

"Ah? Is there such a thing? Oh my God, I never thought that the handsome Mr. Mo is gay, and he even fell in love with Mr. Yu..."

When he said this, Fu Qiaoxi felt inexplicably blocked, as if something he liked was being targeted by a pervert.

Wan Jia was dumbfounded when she heard this, and was about to cover Josh's mouth in a panic.

"Boss, what are you talking about, Mr. Mo is a straight man, he can't be more straight, his flowers are not for Mr. Yu!"

"Ah? No, huh, I was shocked!" Fu Qiaoxi felt relieved when he heard that it wasn't for Yu Mo.

I don't bother to listen to these messy gossip anymore, I turn on the computer and get ready for work.

Seeing that Josh Fu was getting ready for work, Wan Jia was in a hurry.

"If you're not the boss, you're not curious at all who gave it to Mr. Mo?"

"I'm not curious, whoever he likes to give it to!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Qiaoxi added another sentence in his heart, as long as he doesn't send it to Yu Mo!
Seeing that Fu Qiaoxi still didn't know anything, Wan Jia became anxious, "Boss, he..."

"Director Fu? You finally came to work!"

Before the little assistant finished speaking, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Mo Fan was seen with his hands in the pockets of his trousers, leaning slightly on the door frame and speaking with a smile on his face.

Mo Fan's smile was obviously very bright and beautiful, but Fu Qiaoxi saw it, but he always felt that this smile had a penetrating feeling.

Seeing Mo Fan's smirk, Wan Jia shrank her neck and slipped out of the office.

Mo Fan seemed very satisfied with Wan Jia's foresight. He smiled and stood up straight and walked into the office.

Walking to Fu Qiaoshi's desk, Mo Fan put his hands on the desk, looked at Fu Qiaoshi with half-squinted peach eyes, and lowered his voice on purpose.

Asked softly: "How is your body? Are you still uncomfortable?"

For so many years in the liquor store, Mo Fan has never seen any kind of person, and he has never seen a kind of drinker, but it is really the first time he has seen someone like Fu Qiaoxi.

Unexpectedly, this sight got into his eyes and he couldn't get it out.

Fu Qiaoxi had been listening to Wan Jia talk about Mo Fan, but seeing Mo Fan suddenly standing in front of him and asking inexplicable words, Fu Qiaoxi couldn't help but get a little nervous.

Put your hands under the desk, hold the phone tightly in your hands, and return with an embarrassed smile on your face: "It's okay, please don't worry about me!"

"It's good to be fine. Wine is a good thing, but you have to taste it carefully, and you have to taste it with the right people to taste it. Like you did that day, even the best wine is ruined!"

"Hehe, what Mr. Mo said is true!" Responding, Fu Qiaoxi couldn't help but slander in his heart, who came up with that wicked idea.

Cursing, Fu Qiaoxi lowered his eyes, looked at the phone under the desk, found Yu Mo's WeChat, and hurriedly typed two words, save me!
After clicking send, Fu Qiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly stuffed the phone in the drawer. Fu Qiaoxi hurriedly stood up and said, "Mr. Mo, sit down, I'll ask the assistant to bring you coffee!"

"No, I don't like to drink that stuff. It's bitter and boring. Only people like Mr. Yu who come back from abroad can drink it. If I have to choose, I still like wine. It's strong enough and delicious!"

When Mo Fan was talking, his eyes never left Fu Qiaoxi's body. When he said it was strong enough, Mo Fan's upper body suddenly leaned forward, and put his face in front of Fu Qiaoxi's eyes. The distance between them suddenly shrank to only a few centimeters.

Shocked, Fu Qiaoxi's heart trembled, and he stepped back abruptly, but accidentally tripped over the chair behind him, and the whole person fell directly onto the chair. One of them lost his balance and almost fell off the chair.

It's so embarrassing!
Seeing Fu Qiaoxi's embarrassed appearance, Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Director Fu, I'm not a tiger, what are you so afraid of me for?"

"I……"

Fu Qiaoxi had just opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, a clear and clean voice rang out from the office door.

"Mr. Mo is very famous. My people are naturally nervous when they see you. Fu Qiaoshi, why don't you pour tea for Mr. Mo!"

After saying a word, Yu Moren had already walked behind Fu Qiaoxi's desk.

After receiving Yu Mo's words, Fu Qiaoxi hurriedly nodded, and quickly walked out of the office. When he got outside, Fu Qiaoxi let out a long hiss.

Seeing Fu Qiaoxi coming out, Wan Jia rushed up to meet him.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"It's okay, by the way, go and make a cup of tea for Mr. Mo and send it in!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" the little assistant said to leave.

Fu Qiaoxi collected her expression, caught sight of the bouquet at the front desk, and hurriedly stopped Wan Jia.

"Jiajia, you just said that Mr. Mo sent those flowers, do you know who he sent them to?"

As soon as Fu Qiaoxi asked these words, Wan Jia's face immediately showed a teasing expression.

"Hey, that person is far away in the sky, but close in front of us!"

"Close in front of you?" muttered, Fu Qiaoxi looked Wan Jia up and down, then with a suddenly realized expression on his face, he patted Wan Jia's arm.

She smiled and said, "Yes, Jiajia, when did I meet Mr. Mo? I never heard you mention it!"

If he knew that there was such a relationship, why did he drink wine back then, and just ask Wan Jia to pour him some ecstasy soup?

"...Boss." With a weak sigh, Wan Jia continued: "Boss, those flowers were given to you by Mr. Mo!"

"What? Send, give it to me? Why?"

Not counting today, she and Mo Fan only met once. If Mo Fan came to her for a drink, Fu Qiaoxi could barely believe it, but if it was about sending flowers, how, how could this be possible?

Just when Fu Qiaoxi was astonished, Wan Jia suddenly winked at Fu Qiaoxi.

Following Wan Jia's eyes in a daze, Yu Mo came out of Fu Qiaoxi's office with a cold face and a joyful Mo Fan.

Seeing Fu Qiaoxi, the smile on Mo Fan's face deepened.

"Josh, I'm inviting Mr. Yu to dinner tonight. I have something to talk about at work. You go with me. The people on my side happen to have something to tell you about design!"

"Okay, I will make an appointment with Mr. Yu on time!" Since Mo Fan said this, Yu Mo must have agreed to it, so Fu Qiaoxi didn't dare to say anything, so he could only nod in agreement!

(End of this chapter)