Exclusive wife, wealthy husband is too fierce

Chapter 178

Chen Hao's face was gloomy, not at all like the expression a child should have.

Gong Wan'er followed Chen Hao's gaze, and saw a sexy woman with heavy makeup on her face, she looked pretty, especially the pair on the chest, almost fell out of the tube top. It popped out of the skirt.

Something seemed to flash through her mind, Gong Wan'er looked at Chen Hao in shock, a little unbelievable.

Could that woman be Chen Chen's mistress?

Xue Qian's expression was as usual, probably because she had experienced too many times, she was already numb, she curled her lips and smiled indifferently, and said lightly: "Mrs. Mo must have guessed it, yes, it is exactly what you think."

Gong Wan'er didn't know what to say, Chen Chen was too scumbag, even her son knew her mistress, especially today's one, not the ones Gong Wan'er saw before, one can imagine How many mistresses does this scumbag Chen Chen have?

"This way, isn't it good for the child?" Gong Wan'er didn't understand Xue Qian's thoughts, but she couldn't bear to look at Chen Hao's appearance just now.

Xue Qian looked at Gong Wan'er's unbearable eyes, and showed a faint smile, "I know what you're thinking, I always knew there were people outside Chen Chen, but Haohao was still young at that time, I endured it for the sake of the child, The result has evolved into what it is today.”

"If I knew that my forbearance was in return for these shameless things to show off in front of me, I would definitely..."

Xue Qian paused and didn't say anything after that, but Gong Wan'er could feel that Xue Qian's mood at that moment was extremely fierce.

"I made Mrs. Mo laugh." Xue Qian smiled embarrassedly, and said meaningfully: "To put it bluntly, men are all low bones. Mr. Mo is very kind to Mrs. Mo, but what should be guarded against .”

Gong Wan'er didn't think too much about it, she just thought that Xue Qian was expressing her feelings and just kindly reminded her, so she smiled lightly and said, "Thank you."

After separating from Xue Qian, Gong Wan'er felt a strange feeling in her heart, but she couldn't figure it out, so she put it to the back of her mind, bought some ingredients for making cookies, and went to pay the bill.

Carrying two bags back to the company, Mo Zhaoyun went to a meeting and was not in the office, Gong Wan'er took out the red bean milk tea and matcha cake she bought, and ate while watching the sweater tutorial on the tablet.

When Mo Zhaoyun came back from the meeting, it was almost time to get off work. Gong Wan'er glanced at the pile of documents on the desk and knew that he had to work overtime again today, so he thought about what to eat later?
Mo Zhaoyun put the documents in his hand on the table, walked to the sofa and sat down, glanced at the content on the tablet, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sweater? Do you want to knit a sweater?"

"It's boring to stay here. I plan to knit one for my parents and my father after I learn it. What do you think?" Although Gong Wan'er came on a whim, mother Mo and father Mo are really kind to her. Count yourself a little bit.

"It's not that good." Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan'er lightly and snorted softly.

Gong Wan'er didn't need to look to know that Mo Zhaoyun was jealous again, so she threw herself into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said coquettishly, "I will weave for my parents first, and then I will weave for you. Knit the same couple sweater, okay?"

"I don't know if you will knit for me first?" A smile flashed in Mo Zhaoyun's eyes, but his face was still expressionless.

"Husband is so filial, how could he say it badly, right?" Gong Wan'er raised her head, blinked her eyes, and looked at Mo Zhaoyun sincerely.

Mo Zhaoyun was amused by Gong Wan'er's cunning appearance, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, kissed her, and said with a smile: "Yes, everything my wife says is right."

Gong Wan'er blinked triumphantly, suddenly thought of something, and whispered: "I met Chen Chen's wife in the supermarket, she asked me about Tianyi's contract, I always felt that there was something in her words, and Chen Chen must have done it and didn't run away .”

"What did she say?" Mo Zhaoyun frowned slightly.

Gong Wan'er thought for a while, then repeated Xue Qian's words at that time, and said in a puzzled way: "She gave me a strange feeling, it was like that from the first time, and I found that she looked at me sometimes, how can I say that?" , as if pitying me, isn't she the poor one?"

Gong Wan'er really didn't understand, Xue Qian was the one who cheated on her husband, so why is it that she, who is happily married, is pitiable?
"If you suppress it hard, your mind will be distorted." Mo Zhaoyun said lightly, but he didn't let go of his frown, thinking about something thoughtfully.

Although Gong Wan'er did not agree with Mo Zhaoyun's explanation, she thought it was quite reasonable after thinking about it. After all, Chen Chen's mistress not only made trouble in front of her, but was also known by her son. The filth of the adult world.

"Chen Chen has so many mistresses, has every one of them made a fuss in front of her wife?" Gong Wan'er snorted in disgust, and said disdainfully, "Look at him doing such a thing, his wife even helped him spy on the enemy, How did he treat his wife in the end, scumbag!"

Mo Zhaoyun listened to Gong Wan'er's complaints, and a meaningful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Huh?" Gong Wan'er didn't understand what Mo Zhaoyun was talking about, and there was faint doubt in his eyes.

"It's nothing." Mo Zhaoyun is still not sure now, so he didn't say it, but mentioned another thing, "Didn't you say you were going to have dinner with Dad yesterday, let's go today."

"I see that you still have a lot of documents to deal with. Don't you need to work overtime?" Gong Wan'er held the red bean milk tea and handed it to Mo Zhaoyun's mouth, "I can go alone."

"What is it?" Mo Zhaoyun asked, and before Gong Wan'er could answer, he took a sip and said calmly, "Did I show that work is more important than my wife?"

When asked by Mo Zhaoyun, Gong Wan'er knew that this stingy man was unhappy again, but she felt sweet in her heart. She put down the cup of milk tea in her hand, put her arms around Mo Zhaoyun's neck, and said softly: "Mr. , don’t you know what’s good and what’s wrong, I love you and take up your working time, do you have to use your sleeping time to work?”

Mo Zhaoyun took a deep look at Gong Wan'er and didn't say anything, but the upturned corners of his mouth revealed his current mood.

Since he said he would accompany his wife back to her mother's house for dinner, Mo Zhaoyun would not break his promise, and when it was time to get off work, he got up decisively and left.

Gong Wan'er called Gong Jiande in advance and said that he was going to have dinner, so Gong Jiande didn't delay at the company, and when the husband and wife arrived home, Gong Jiande had already returned home.

It was Jianuo who came to open the door. He had a calm expression, but there was a smile in his eyes, "Sister, brother-in-law."

"Yeah." Gong Wan'er and Mo Zhaoyun entered the door, Gong Wan'er asked while changing shoes, "Where's Dad?"

"Dad just came back and went to change clothes."

Gong Jianuo glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Today my mother is cooking."

It should be said that Hao Jinzhi is cooking recently. Although the taste is average, Gong Jiande and Gong Jianuo are not picky people, so they don't think there is anything wrong with the food.

But Gong Wan'er felt incredible when she heard the news.

Ever since Hao Jinzhi entered the palace's house and became her stepmother, Gong Wan'er had never seen Hao Jinzhi cook, and she even doubted whether she could cook.

"You and Dad, are you alright?" Gong Wan'er asked cryptically, her mouth twitching slightly.

Dark food or something, even if it can't kill people, it can eat shadows.

Gong Jianuo's face turned black, obviously understood the meaning of Gong Wan'er's words, and replied in a low voice: "It's still edible."

Gong Wan'er was obviously relieved, that's all right.

However, in a flash, she felt gloating again. Ever since Hao Jinzhi became a palace lady, she has called herself a noble lady, let alone cooking, even if her clothes have never been washed. Bar.

After entering the living room, Gong Wan'er pulled Mo Zhaoyun to sit down, and Gong Jiande just came out of the room, seeing the two of them, he was very happy: "I'm back."

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyun said with a faint smile, "Dad."

Gong Jiande walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, glanced at Gong Wan'er, smiled at Mo Zhaoyun and said, "I'm too busy in the future so I don't need to come here on purpose, work is more important."

No matter how sincerely he said it, Mo Zhaoyun also knew that it was a polite remark, so he just replied indifferently: "I just happen to be free today."

Regardless of whether this is the truth or not, Gong Jiande was still very happy when he heard it. This shows that the son-in-law attaches great importance to his daughter. Otherwise, he is so busy with work, how could he take time to accompany his wife back to her mother's house for a meal?

Gong Wan'er still remembered about knitting a sweater, so she quickly took out a tape measure and a notebook from her bag, stood up, and pulled Gong Jiande up from the sofa, "Dad, I'll measure the size for you."

"What are you doing?" Gong Jiande let Gong Wan'er straighten his arm to take the measurement, and smiled helplessly and dotingly.

"Don't ask, Dad, this is a surprise, I can't say it, you will know later." Gong Wan'er took the measurements of the various places and asked Mo Zhaoyun to write them down in a notebook.

Although Gong Jiande didn't get an accurate answer, he was happy and obediently asked Gong Wan'er to finish measuring.

Putting the tape measure and notebook back into the bag, Gong Wan'er sat down, looked in the direction of the kitchen, and asked softly, "Dad, why did you ask her to cook?"

"What's the matter?" Gong Jiande thought his daughter didn't know that Hao Jinzhi could cook, so he whispered back: "Your aunt can cook, but it's not as delicious as your cooking, so you can just eat it."

Gong Jiande said in a low voice, but Hao Jinzhi, who was eavesdropping at the door of the kitchen, overheard him, his face darkened immediately, and he rushed out holding the spatula, angrily said loudly: "It's not delicious, you eat it every day , Gong Jiande, are you sincerely tormenting me? If you want to eat something good, fine, you can ask someone else to do it!"

Hao Jinzhi didn't want to cook at all, and was smoky from the kitchen oil every day. She felt that her well-maintained skin was a lot rougher, and her whole body smelled of oily smoke, which was terrible.

But now she has no nice clothes, no jewelry, nothing, and only a few thousand dollars a month for her household, and she can't even buy a bag, let alone clothes, shoes and jewelry?

(End of this chapter)