The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 422
Dian Dian put the fruit tea on the table, rested on it with his chin, and turned on the computer while sucking.

He flicked his fingers on the keyboard, and soon a string of strange codes appeared on the screen.

Tang Yimo's cell phone rang, picked it up and looked at Su Qi's reply to her message.

After a while, there was a slap on Diandian's hands, and she turned her head to look at her, "It's done."

"So fast?"

Tang Yimo put away the phone, a little surprised, and leaned over to look at the screen.

Before she could see why, she closed the computer and wrinkled her nose, "You don't believe me?"

At this point, the little guy seems to be quite sensitive, or he is very confident in his own level, so he does not accept other people's doubts.

Tang Yimo looked at his pink face and smiled, "This shows that you are more powerful than I imagined."

Diandian looked at her from bottom to top, raised her chin, and accepted the praise quite proudly.

Tang Yimo confirmed that the monitoring had been deleted, and she relaxed in her heart. Although she had made preparations before and after, and she also changed her appearance, there was no guarantee.

Now that the matter is settled, she got up and took the handbag beside her.

"Today's half an hour, count from now, I will collect the phone later."

"But my mobile phone was confiscated by Daddy!"

Diandian blinked her big eyes, and explained innocently that she came to Mo Yuchi's room after he came back, and took away his mobile phone by the way.

Only then did Tang Yimo know that Mo Yuchi hadn't come back yet, but was just in the study.

She thought it would be better to play with her mobile phone, but she was a little hesitant when she thought that Su Qi had been in touch with her.

Didian pursed her lips and pointed at the computer deliberately, "Auntie, you keep your word, you go, I'll wait for you here."

"……Row."

Even in order to teach children, she can't play tricks.

Tang Yimo had no choice but to go downstairs to the study.

After Mo Xiqing fell ill again, she hadn't been to this place for a long time in order to avoid suspicion with Mo Yuchi.

At that moment, she saw the faint light in the study and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The deep male voice sounded quickly, without any emotion.

Tang Yimo pushed open the door, he looked up, and seemed a little surprised to see her.

When she walked in, the man was already in a good mood and leaned back, with his arms folded on his chest, his eyebrows raised slightly, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

I don't know if it's Tang Yimo's illusion, but I always feel that when he speaks very late, he deliberately bites his accent.

She didn't look at him, her eyes turned linearly, and she saw a painting on the wall.

She hadn't paid special attention to the study room before, but this time she saw it by accident.

After looking at it for a few more seconds, Tang Yimo's pretty eyebrows furrowed a little bit, and his eyes fell deeply on the painting.

Mo Yuchi got up, leaning his slender body halfway on the edge of the table, quietly blocking her gaze, "Sister-in-law like this painting?"

Tang Yimo had no choice but to look back, shook his head, and found a random reason, "I just think the painting is pretty good."

It was a painting of a woman's back. Among the spreading roads, the woman had long hair like ink and a graceful figure. She was running away from her back, showing a bit of loneliness for no reason under the well-known starry sky.

It can be seen that the painter's brushwork is very strong, and the artistic conception is captured very well with just a few strokes.

But Tang Yimo was a little surprised, this brushstroke always felt a little familiar.

Mo Yuchi tilted his head, followed her gaze, and soon looked back at her.

(End of this chapter)