President Hunting Love is too fierce

So it takes a month and huge financial resources to arrange.

Why are you rushing to get married all of a sudden?

"Why?" She couldn't help asking what was in her mind.

"I can't wait, I really want you to be my wife immediately and bear my surname." Mo Fengya lowered his head and kissed her, and said lightly.

"Oh well!"[

It didn't make much difference to her.

She is not a person who cares about form, and now she has regarded herself as his wife.

But Mo Fengya seems to care about the ceremony of marriage very much, it seems that if he doesn't, he won't feel at ease, so let him do what he wants!

"Chuqing, I love you."

His eyes were suddenly filled with tenderness, and he hugged her and closed his eyes.

This is the first time he said the three words I love you to her.

Ye Chuqing also felt very warm in her heart, and hugged him back with her eyes closed.

The two hugged each other warmly and fell asleep in the dark.

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"Don't you need to go to the company?" After Ye Chuqing got up, she found that Mo Fengya was nowhere to be seen, so she found him in the study.

She found that Mo Fengya really had a serious German side, and he always got up so early every day.

No wonder his business can develop so fast, he is really a hardworking man.

However, he doesn't seem to be working now, looking at the files.

Instead, I don't know what to do at the desk.

"A good leader is to train good subordinates to handle everything well. When the time is right, I also want to rest!"

Mo Fengya's excuse for being lazy is quite natural.

Ye Chuqing thought about it, she was right, if she had to work hard all day to be the boss, the boss would be too depressed.

She just likes Mo Fengya's character who is good at laboring others.

Otherwise, wouldn't she have to face this empty home every day in the future, which would be boring. [

"What are you doing? Hey, you can write calligraphy?" Ye Chuqing walked over.

I saw pens and ink and a large piece of rice paper on the table.

Mo Fengya is practicing calligraphy, holding a brush and writing the characters Qing on the paper.

His posture is professional and elegant, and he looks like everyone.

But

The characters "Qing" in his pen are as bad as ghosts.

If Ye Chuqing hadn't read it for a long time and knew her name very well, she would never have guessed it.

She couldn't help but burst out laughing.