The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 406
Tang Yimo went back to the room and never came out again.

Before going to sleep, Mo Xiqing's half face kept appearing in front of her.

Maybe it was too much shock, or maybe it was strange somewhere.

Before falling asleep, Tang Yimo only felt that he shouldn't be like that.

This thought flashed by, and soon a deeper tiredness flooded in, and his brain fell into chaos.

When Tang Yimo woke up, he still remembered what he thought before going to sleep.

She felt a little helpless, no matter what happened before, what she saw last night was the truth, Mo Xiqing was indeed disfigured, and the Mo family did not lie to her.

Rubbing his face, Tang Yimo lifted the quilt out of bed.

Ten minutes later, she packed up and appeared in the restaurant downstairs. Breakfast was laid out on the table, and Diandian was holding up a sandwich, stuffing it into her mouth with a groan.

Tang Yimo watched him stuff his cheeks full, and he still refused to give up, chewing with difficulty.

Her heart, which had been heavy all the time, was a little more relaxed at this moment.

Pursing her lips and chuckling, she took out a piece of paper and handed it over, "Slow down, no one will grab it from you."

"Wow this Su...the respect for Meisi..."

While swallowing, he spit out a few words vaguely, his face was round like a hamster protecting food.

Tang Yimo recognized it for a while before he finally understood that what he was talking about was respect for food.

Just as he was about to laugh at him, there was a sudden coughing sound, and he choked a little bit, his little face was flushed, and the bread crumbs in his mouth sprayed all over the table in front of him.

When Mo Yuchi went downstairs, he saw this scene, and the corners of his eyebrows twitched immediately.

Diandian obviously realized something, and he didn't even look in his direction. Before Tang Yimo could wipe his mouth clean for him, he took out a few pieces of paper, took the small schoolbag beside him, and stepped on his short legs. run outside.

"I'm going to be late, I'm going to be late, I'll ask the driver to take me to school first!"

His chaotic voice came with the wind, and his small body had already slipped tens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Second Young Master, madam."

Uncle Ding came out with the porridge, and just yelled twice, when he saw the messy tabletop, he was also dazed.

Mo Yuchi pressed the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the slender and tall woman at the table. She cut her hair short, revealing a section of her white and delicate neck, making her look a little softer.

His gaze deepened, and he waved his hand after a while, his voice became hoarse, "Clean it up and prepare another one."

"Hey, good."

The action was quick, and after a few minutes, Tang Yimo sat down at the table again.

She took the bowl and drank the porridge one bite at a time.

Mo Yuchi was also silent, the restaurant was quiet for a while, there was no country love music in the background, only the crisp sound of the spoon hitting the rim of the bowl.

A few minutes later, Mo Yuchi put down the tableware, and at the same time pushed a glass of milk in front of Tang Yimo.

Then his low voice sounded, "It was too late for me to finish the meeting last night. I didn't have time to go to my elder brother's place. My sister-in-law went in to have a look. How is elder brother doing?"

Tang Yimo thought of going back to the room and heard the sound of communication in the study, she pursed her lips and said, "Uncle Ding said that the situation is stable, but the person remains in a coma, which will seriously affect the body function, I can ask one more question, What is Xiqing's illness?"

Ever since she accidentally woke up in the same room as Mo Yuchi the night before when she was drunk, Tang Yimo either avoided people, or deliberately showed in front of him that she had a good relationship with Mo Xiqing.

When Mo Yuchi heard her address, the corners of Mo Yuchi's lips slightly curved for a moment, but the subtle curve disappeared soon after.

His brows were furrowed, and his voice became a little deep, "Brother's illness came suddenly. I also consulted many famous doctors before I found out that he was poisoned."

(End of this chapter)