Pregnant wife is priceless

Chapter 8 Responsible, right? Okay!
"..." Mo Nian was taken aback.

The refreshing masculine breath enters the nostrils so forcefully.

I don't know if it's because of the weight on his shoulders or some too strong aura, but at this moment Mo Nian is very aggrieved.

With a petite body, she looked for gaps in the tall figure of the man, trying to keep the pair of sluts from getting better, but no matter how she moved her sight, she was completely blocked by this man who appeared again and again.

As a result, she only had time to see the flashing figure of Xie Zhiyuan!
For a moment, Mo Nian was a little angry, "Responsible, okay!"

The voice sounded like a squeeze between teeth, Gu Zimo's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a slight smile flashed across, "You chose the good location earlier!"

Mo Nian gritted his teeth, "Okay, wait!"

After saying that, she left the terrace angrily, turned into the department where Xu Juan was examining before, clicked her tongue at the doctor sitting on the desk, slapped the table and said, "Sister, thank you just now, I came to ask you to borrow something !"

The thought of that unpredictable man made her angry.

Downstairs car park.

Yan Qing, who was leaning halfway in front of the car, saw Gu Zimo coming out of the stairs, Xian Bao seemed to step forward with his mobile phone, clattering the pictures on Weibo and the popularity of the post, he said, "Boss, give me another two hours, Tomorrow's financial page will definitely be a hot dance between you and Miss Mo!"

"Deleted!" Looking at the woman in the crescent moon white dress with a cute smile and a pity in the picture, Gu Zimo suddenly turned black and lit his cigarette, and raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you leaving?"

It was agreed that there would be a three-day holiday! !

As soon as Yan Qing was about to defend, he felt a cold arrow flying straight above his head, but at this moment, he heard the sound of thumping high-heeled shoes behind him, he turned his head, and if it wasn't Ms. Mo in the picture, who was it?
... Uh, boss, what kind of eyes is that?
Yan Qing felt that the cold arrow on his head was getting worse, and was about to let go of the key wisely, but at this moment his fingers were empty.

It was Mo Nian who snatched it away, waving the key ring with his index finger, and unceremoniously got into the cab.

Ignition, starting, and then backing up and driving away, all the actions were done in one go, no worse than the multi-tasking special assistant Yan Qing. For a second, Yan Qing thought, is this the rhythm of being laid off?

Some people, rushed to the door, don't use it for nothing!

Mo Nian glanced at the rearview mirror, really wanting to see if he would still be sitting upright with a dignified and comfortable expression when he arrived at his destination.

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Thank you.

After returning from the hospital, Xu Juan soaked in the bath again and drank the soothing soup, finally her mood eased.

After a burst of hurried footsteps, it was Wang Ma who knocked on the door and came in to announce, "Ma'am, it's not good, you should go to the new house to have a look, Young Madam is leaving!"

"What?!" As soon as Xu Juan heard this, she tore off the mask on her face and got up, "What's the matter, what's the matter, why are you leaving?" They got engaged a year ago, and they have been educated and reasonable until now. Could it be that Zhiyuan did something?
"It seems to have something to do with the Second Miss." Following Xu Juan's pace, taking advantage of the time to go downstairs, Wang Ma roughly explained the reason.

"Damn girl, if it wasn't for..." Xu Juan gritted her teeth, the anger that had just been suppressed immediately rose up, "If I had known this, I shouldn't have adopted her in the first place! Wang Ma, call and ask her to give me the money immediately." Get back!!"

"Madam..." Wang Ma pointed at the door, her expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)