Pregnant wife is priceless

Chapter 12 Khan, the man who bears vengeance!
Seeing the face in front of him clearly, Mo Nian paused for a moment in his heart, why, why is it him?

That crooked man, the man she used several times and paid 5000 yuan away, my God, is it such a coincidence?

It was not until this moment that Mo Nian remembered that Xie Zhiyuan used to describe him as a man named Gu in the hospital, so this Gu was what she was looking for—Mr. Gu Zimo, the organizer of this year's costume competition?
No wonder Xu Juan treated him so respectfully before, it turned out that he...

In an instant, Mo Nian felt that the rhetoric he had prepared in his head was in a mess.

He rubbed his neck in annoyance, stretched out his hand to introduce himself, and said, "Gu, Mr. Gu, hello, I am the designer of Yi Nian, Xie's main brand, Mo Nian!"

Xiaobai's hands froze in mid-air, the man opposite did not respond, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly closed, "There is no need to shake hands, after all, they are just strangers."

"..." Khan, a vengeful man!

Mo Nian sharpened his knife and rubbed his palms vigorously, again he felt like digging a hole and jumping himself, lifting a stone and hitting his foot, and it was really painful!
Since he doesn't want to shake hands, let's get into the topic, "It's like this, Mr. Gu, I have contacted you a few times today, maybe the fashion show is about to open, you are busy, so I want to delay you for a few minutes, look downstairs Models..."

"Sit down!" Gu Zimo took a sip of his spirits, and frowned again with the feeling of choking his nose.

When Mo Nian saw the situation, he immediately delivered water courteously, and said without losing the opportunity, "It happens that Mr. Gu is drinking, why don't I ask the model to come up for a walk, maybe the taste will be different!" The model has added money, but if you think about it, if you can win the exhibition qualification, it will be enough!
Gu Zimo didn't respond, Mo Nian continued to shake his wine glass as if he was sober.

Seeing that the other party didn't rush her out, Mo Nian automatically understood it as acquiescence, so she reached out to grab the microphone to notify her friend to bring someone up, when suddenly the back of her hand tightened, she let out an 'ah', and regained consciousness, she almost straddled the entire desk .

In front of me is the man's unpredictable face, "Come here!"

"..." Mo Nian, who was dressed in a beauty, didn't pay attention to the button of her white shirt because of the action just now, but at the moment when her eyes met, she looked away without confidence, "Gu..."

"I said you come!" Gu Zimo's eyes were drawn to the half-exposed pink lace, and he let go.

As soon as the compelling breath dissipated, Mo Nian took a deep breath, thinking as if his brain was short-circuited, but Gu Zimo obviously didn't want to give her more time, so he got up and left.

Mo Nian was in a hurry, "Okay, I'll come!"

Gu Zimo's eyes flashed cunningly, and he looked at his watch reluctantly, "5 minutes!"

Hearing this, Mo Nian didn't dare to neglect, and immediately called his friend.

Two minutes later, when there was a knock on the door, she hurriedly stood up, "...how is it you?

"Oh, your friend is in a hurry and asked me to deliver it." Of course, Yan Qing would not tell her that the sample clothes were stolen by him and replaced secretly. He seemed to have felt the boss's appreciation and reminded him happily, " Miss Mo, you don't have much time, so hurry up and change!" By the way, why is your back so cold?

It is true, time is really short, but who can tell her why the two sets of sample clothes are all navel-baring?
Mo Nian is speechless, the scar on his stomach...

Outside, when the DJ rang, Mo Nian gritted his teeth,

(End of this chapter)