The chief idle wife is too enchanting

Chapter 208 The Law Can't Protect You Temporarily

Of course, these calms were only maintained in the first half. When the dry hand stretched out from the mouth of the well, the expression on Dong Yilan's face froze.

"Who is Qing'er?" She suddenly faced Mo Yao and asked very seriously.

For some reason, she always felt that Qing'er had something to do with her, and her intuition told her that Mo Yao should know the existence of this person.

"Qing'er?" Mo Yao looked at her wonderingly, as if he had no idea who she was talking about.

She stared at him, and under the reflection of the TV screen, her blood-colored eyes reflected the light of broken stars, mixed with doubts, curiosity, and a little bit of puzzlement, but there was no doubt.

"Who is that person in the old house of the Mo family?" She asked again.

"My uncle." His two uncles are both in their forties, and now one is skinny and the other looks like an old man in his seventies and eighties, both lying on the bed and unable to get out of bed.

"How is your uncle so old?" She often went to his house when she was a child, and she had some impressions of his two uncles.

"I'm sick." The tone was indifferent, as if talking about a stranger.

It turned out to be sick.Dong Yilan wanted to ask what was wrong, when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the TV out of the corner of her eye, a grimace jumped out of the black screen!Blood was bleeding from the seven orifices on her pale face, and a pair of eyes that were redder than hers looked at her sharply.

"Ah..." Dong Yilan's face turned pale with fright, she jumped up and slipped into Mo Yao's arms.

The fragrance wafted into the nostrils, and the corners of Mo Yao's pretty lips curled up. He was very satisfied with the effect of the horror movie.

The grimace screen on the TV switched, and Mo Yao's eyes were also covered with a layer of darkness.

For the first time, he lied to Dong Yilan.

Qing'er, Mu Nianqing, the results of his recent investigations are all pointing in one direction. The Mu Nianqing on the island is indeed Dong Yilan's mother, and Mu Nianqing is... If this is true, he and Yilan , how to face it?

In desperation, he ordered them to stop the investigation.

There was a slight gasp in the ear, and the little woman in his arms fell asleep.Mo Yao lowered his eyes, looking at the woman's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, his heart felt soft.The subordinate suggested that he do DNA, should he go?He dare not.Picking up a strand of long hair around her cheek with the fingertips, it's better, so be it.

Gently picked her up, got up and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Lights out, sleep.

This night was the most solid night he had slept in in the past 17 years. Because he had her in his arms, he had no dreams.

The next day, as soon as Dong Yilan opened his eyes, he saw the enlarged handsome face in front of him.

She opened her eyes, and the other party also opened their eyes, kissed her lips, and then dressed and got up unhurriedly under her surprised and disgusted eyes.

"My phone doesn't seem to be charging." Since waking up yesterday, Dong Yilan felt that something was wrong in her heart, and she didn't remember it until now.

"It's not turned on after it's fully charged." A magnetic and pleasant voice came from the bathroom, and Dong Yilan ran away in an instant: "Why didn't you turn it on for me when it was fully charged?"

"Grandpa doesn't like to be disturbed on weekends." It was still the same flat, flattering, and tidy-up voice.

I don't like to be disturbed on weekends. I don't want to be disturbed when I don't want to do bad things!Dong Yilan got out of bed angrily, and found her mobile phone on the TV cabinet in the living room.Less than 1 minute after booting, text messages and WeChat messages swarmed in, and the notification sound was continuous.

Just before he opened the text message and had no time to read it, Cheng Xiaoye's phone call came in.

"Sister, where have you been? Amy said you came back the day before yesterday, why didn't you go home?" Cheng Xiaoye asked anxiously.

"It was too late to finish some things, so I went back to my home in the ideal city. Did something happen at home?"

"I'm fine at home. I'm looking for you. Let's have lunch together. The western restaurant on the third floor. Call me when you arrive." Eat at your own restaurant.

"Okay, I'll call you when we arrive."

After hanging up the phone, Dong Yilan began to reflect seriously.Over the years, when she invited them to dinner, she sometimes refused because she was busy.But when they asked her out for dinner, they always followed the attitude of informing, and never asked her if she was free.

Is it because she is too busy?Dong Yilan is considering whether to find a job.

"Mo Yao, do you need an assistant?" While eating breakfast, she suddenly asked.

Mo Yao raised his head and looked at her amusedly. After realizing that she was asking very seriously, the corners of Mo Yao's lips became even more exaggerated. "Miss JH International, do you want W.T to be a little assistant to the president?"

"Yes, do you need it?"

"W. T's personnel department has very strict requirements." Mo Yao elegantly cut a piece of steak into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it a few times before continuing, "I'm afraid I won't count what I said."

When putting down the napkin, Mo Yao could still feel the sharp gaze on his body.As if nothing had happened, he cleared the dishes and wiped the table. After finishing everything, he leaned back on the sofa and turned on the TV.

"Don't you have to go to work?" Dong Yilan stared at him suspiciously.

He is also the president of a listed company. Her father has been very busy these years, leaving early and returning home late. Why does he live so leisurely when he comes here?

"Because the master manages well." Mo Yao answered Dong Yilan's question without blushing, and at the same time threw back a sentence: "Today is Sunday, starting from this week, from now on, master will have two weekends every weekend. You must be master Assistant, from now on, I will be responsible for staying with the master for these two days."

"Okay!" Dong Yilan agreed without hesitation, and happily made Mo Yao feel that there must be something else to say.

Sure enough, Dong Yilan rubbed against him, "Mr. Mo, Saturday and Sunday are statutory holidays. The state stipulates that employees should be given holidays for these two days. If they work overtime, they have to pay double wages. So what am I saying?" You don’t have to do it, you can get a salary?”

"The little abacus is good, but it's a pity that you haven't signed the labor contract, and you are not protected by the law now." Mo Yao's deep eyes flashed with calculation and light, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her willow waist, "How about tomorrow?" Accompany me to the Civil Affairs Bureau and leave the legal process?"

"Good idea, I don't have time on statutory holidays!" Dong Yilan pushed her away, twisted her body and walked upstairs, "I want to have dinner with Xiao Ye at noon, you can handle it yourself."

Mo Yao paused for a moment while picking up the remote control.

He left the company and ignored so many things, but she actually left him and let him eat by himself?A trace of displeasure flashed in his bottomless eyes, and just as he was about to get angry, a thought flashed in his mind, and he smiled again.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch. It took a woman about two hours from changing clothes and putting on makeup to going out, so he could just watch TV with peace of mind.

Adjusted to the economic channel, it has been a long time since I paid attention to the macro economy with peace of mind.

On the screen, a well-known economist was analyzing the current economic situation, and he was eloquently speaking, receiving bursts of applause from the audience from time to time.Mo Yao had a haughty expression on his face, as if he was watching a monkey performing in a zoo.

After persisting like this for an hour and a half, Mo Yao turned off the TV and went upstairs.

When he came out again, he was already dressed in a suit and leather shoes. The slim-fitting top perfectly showed his tall and straight figure, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, and a standard inverted triangle figure.Black trousers wrapped his slender and powerful legs as he stepped down the steps step by step.

Looking at the attire, it seems to be going to a formal occasion.

When Dong Yilan came out of the bedroom and saw Mo Yao, his eyes lit up involuntarily.He leaned sideways, leaning on the cabinet in the hall with his arms folded, one leg folded, his toes lightly touching the ground, elegant and haughty, especially the air of dust in his nobility, which made Dong Yilan deeply impressed .

Dong Yilan knew that he was handsome and handsome, but he stood so gracefully and flirtatiously at any moment, it was completely beyond her expectation.

As soon as the nasal cavity became hot, a stream of heat gushed out.

She hurriedly raised her hand to pinch her nose, turned around and ran to the bedroom.When she was a child, she had nasal mucosal ulcers. Although she was cured later, she would get nosebleeds as long as she was a little stimulated.

This is already the third time she has had a nosebleed at this flamboyant man, and Dong Yilan began to feel deeply ashamed of herself.

Mo Yao saw Dong Yilan come out of the bedroom, walked to the stairs, and then ran back holding his nose, feeling puzzled, so he went upstairs to see what was wrong with her.As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I heard wailing from the bathroom: "Don't come in!"

It's enough for her to know that she is ashamed, and she can't let him use it as a excuse to laugh at her! ,

How could Mo Qiye be so obedient, the more she refused to let him in, the more his curiosity was aroused, and he walked in two steps at a time.

After three seconds...

"Xiao Yilan, I'm starting to worry about you." Mo Yao leaned against the door of the bathroom, the haze of being abandoned was swept away, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in his smile, "If you continue like this, you will become anemic!"

"Get out!" Wet fingers pointed to the door, and ordered without looking up.

When she couldn't hear it, Chi Guoguo laughed!

"I'm worried about you!" Mo Yao argued, and walked over, "I'll clean it up for you."

Dong Yilan patted water on his nose with his hands to wash away the blood and then cool it down. In this way, the water splashed all over his face, his clothes on his chest were all wet, and his long hair fell into the basin. The ends of my hair were also soaked.

"Don't come here, it will get you dirty." He has a cleanliness, she knows it well.

"You're so stupid, I can't stand it." He walked over without hesitation, pulled her long hair behind her head, lowered her head a little, and used his wide palm to hold water to help her clean her nosebleed.

After the bleeding was stopped, the two of them changed their clothes again, and after Dong Yilan finished cleaning up, Cheng Xiaoye called.

"Sister, you are so slow today, I have been waiting for you for half an hour."

"There is a little accident, I will come right away."

Cheng Xiaoye was still talking on the phone, but Dong Yilan hung up before he heard clearly. Anyway, we met in a while, so she didn't go back.

He picked up his bag, changed his shoes at the door, and hurried to go out.Turning around, I saw Mo Yao standing at the stairs, staring at her coldly, with faint resentment in his dark eyes.

"Well, I will definitely have dinner with you tonight." Dong Yilan turned and walked out the door with a peaceful smile on his face.

After waiting for a long time at the gate of the community, there was no taxi.

It's strange, usually there are many taxis parked at the gate of the community, why are there none today?If I knew it earlier, I would drive out by myself.Dong Yilan looked at his watch, and then went back to get the car, which would take another ten minutes. There was still someone at home who was having a temper tantrum, so let's continue waiting for the taxi.

At home, Mo Yao was holding his mobile phone, and tapped his slender fingers on the sofa.

"3, 2, 1..." The phone rang.

(End of this chapter)