Exclusive wife, wealthy husband is too fierce

Chapter 8

Mo Zhaoyun didn't push Gong Wan'er away, his eyes darkened, and he followed her words and said to Mo's mother: "Mom, I haven't had time to tell you, yes, this is my girlfriend."

Mo's mother sat back on the sofa and looked Gong Wan'er up and down carefully. The more she looked at her, the more she frowned: "Son, don't just find any woman to fool your mother."

Mo Zhaoyun was helpless, "Mom, when did you see me bring a woman back?"

Mo's mother was stunned when these words came out. She had never seen her son bring any girl home. After hesitating, she asked Gong Wan'er: "You two, are you really dating?"

Gong Wan'er nodded with a smile, and said nonsense without blinking her eyes: "Really, I have long said that I want to see you, but Zhao Yun has always said that I don't have time, so I don't want to rush in."

Mo's mother looked at her son and complained, "Are you so busy? Didn't you even bring other girls to see me?"

Halfway through the conversation, she remembered that she still didn't know the name of the girl in front of her, so she cast a questioning look.

"Auntie, my surname is Gong, and my name is Wan'er. You can call me Wan'er." Gong Wan'er said immediately.

"Okay, Wan'er, this name sounds nice, and I'm a sensible person. You should come to see me often in the future." Mo's mother nodded again, "Our family Zhao Yun is busy with work, every day..."

"Mom, you haven't had a drink since you came in." Worried that Mo's mother would slip up, Mo Zhaoyun hurriedly interrupted, turned his head to look at Gong Wan'er and said, "My mother is thirsty."

Gong Wan'er understood, and quickly said to Mo's mother: "Auntie, you see that I neglected it when I was nervous, please wait a moment." After speaking, she turned and went into the kitchen.

"What a sensible girl, how do you know your son? What does this girl do at home?" Mo's mother looked at Gong Wan'er's back and nodded frequently. She took it home and let her wear her own clothes.

"Mom, she thought I was the driver. This is the boss's home. Don't miss out on what you said." Mo Zhaoyun pulled back Mo's mother's sight with one sentence, looked at his mother's puzzled eyes, and said, "It's too utilitarian. I don't like women."

When Mo's mother heard that she liked Gong Wan'er more, she didn't dislike whether the man's family had money or a job, and he was also polite.

At this time, Gong Wan'er came out of the kitchen, holding white water in her hand, and handed it to Mo's mother, "Auntie, drink some water."

Mo's mother stared at Gong Wan'er brightly, "You are not very old, are you still in school?"

"Well, I'm a senior." Gong Wan'er nodded.

Mo's mother wanted to ask again, but Mo Zhaoyun said, "Okay, mom, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it next time. It's not convenient now."

Mother Mo understood, smiled and got up: "Let Zhao Yun take you home when Wan'er is free."

"Oh! Alright, it's inconvenient for me to be like that aunt, so I won't see you off." Gong Wan'er said half-pushingly.

"No need to send it off, no need to send it off." Mo's mother said, and quickly walked to the entrance and went out.

Sending Mo's mother away, Mo Zhaoyun closed the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Gong Wan'er leaning against the door and smiling at him: "You saved me from danger yesterday, and today I will save you from fire and water, so it's even. .”

"Yes, it's even." Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that Gong Wan'er's entrustment was much more pleasing to the eye than going on a blind date.

Gong Wan'er nodded in satisfaction, and turned to go back to the bedroom. Although she couldn't wear any clothes, fortunately, the denim shorts were okay. Paired with Mo Zhaoyun's wide short-sleeved T-shirt, she had a hip-hop style.

After changing clothes and coming out, Mo Zhaoyun sat on the sofa and watched the financial news. Gong Wan'er poked her head out while looking through the refrigerator: "You treat this as your own home, it's casual enough."

Mo Zhaoyun touched the tip of his nose and turned to look at her. He was a little worried about being discovered by her, but when he saw Gong Wan'er wearing his own clothes, he took the opportunity to change the subject: "Both each other, you seem to be more casual than me."

Gong Wan'er followed his gaze and looked down, and said a little embarrassedly, "The clothes are no longer wearable...I will wash them and change them back!"

"Okay, I didn't say much." Mo Zhaoyun propped his jaw.

Gong Wan'er said embarrassedly, "Thank you!"

After talking, her stomach rumbled, and she smiled awkwardly: "Well...do you have anything to eat? Here, there is only yogurt in the refrigerator, and vegetables can't be eaten directly."

"You don't know how to cook?" Mo Zhaoyun cast a questioning look, as if to say how a woman can't cook.

Gong Wan'er was stunned for a moment, then she realized that she couldn't let him know that she couldn't cook!
So he bite the bullet and patted his chest: "It's such a trivial matter as cooking, it's trivial."

In the kitchen, Gong Wan'er was wearing an apron, facing the ingredients that Mo Zhaoyun had prepared for her on the chopping board, Gong Wan'er was depressed. There used to be a nanny at home, let alone cooking, the number of times she even entered the kitchen I can count them all.There is no way to bite the bullet and go in, thinking about how she usually watches her nanny busy in the kitchen, Gong Wan'er decides to follow the gourd, blind!
Mo Zhaoyun in the living room finished watching the financial news, only to find that Gong Wan'er was still busy in the kitchen. He wanted to help her kindly, but when he reached the kitchen door, he heard Gong Wan'er screaming, followed by Gong Wan'er, who rushed out, bumped into her arms.

Looking at the kitchen again, the pot was on fire, emitting a strong smell of burning. Mo Zhaoyun frowned and looked down at Gong Wan'er: "You..."

"Heh...hehe..." Gong Wan'er smiled embarrassedly, and watched Mo Zhaoyun walk around her, walked up to pick up the lid of the pot and put it on the burning pot, and turned off the gas stove.Facing the smoky kitchen that Gong Wan'er tossed about, Mo Zhaoyun had no choice but to do it himself, and only then did he save the danger of being almost demolished by Gong Wan'er.

Soon the delicious dishes were served on the table, Gong Wan'er gave a thumbs up: "I can't tell, it looks like that."

"Don't dare to do it, at least I didn't burn down the kitchen." An understatement not only satisfied Mo Zhaoyun's narcissism, but also secretly reminded Gong Wan'er of the embarrassing incident just now.

It was still early after dinner, Mo Zhaoyun asked Gong Wan'er to go back to sleep for a while, because she was too tired yesterday and feared that she would not get enough rest, Gong Wan'er blushed instantly when she heard this, she turned her head and went back to the room.

Gong Wan'er, who was tossing and turning, fell asleep again unknowingly, until the sunlight passed through the gap in the curtains and shone on Gong Wan'er's face, making her rub her eyelids uncomfortably, squinting her eyes and sitting up, grabbing the alarm clock beside her Seeing that it was already seven o'clock in the morning, Gong Wan'er lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and saw the pink lace-trimmed underwear on the bedside table...

Gong Wan'er stared, there was a set of sportswear under her underwear, and a cardboard box next to it, she opened it only to find that it was a new mobile phone, and after turning it on, she received a text message from Mo Zhaoyun: "The clothes are ready for you , The mobile phone is also for you."

(End of this chapter)