Chapter 2008: Actually, he is my husband

"No, no," Qiao Mianmian immediately assured of a good attitude. "I promise not. I will push it no matter what happens next time."
"Can you count when you speak? Can you be trusted?"
"Of course it counts. Husband, you should trust me a little more. Is it in your eyes that I am such a person who doesn't talk about credit?"
Mo Yesi: "What do you think?"
"I think you should believe me." Qiao Mianmian got into his arms and sat on his leg, hooking his neck, and the soft light glowed in his dark eyes. Apologies, I will invite you to dinner tomorrow night."
"You call on Shaoqing and they will be together."
"I haven't seen them in a while."
"you asked me?"
"Well, I invite you." Qiao Mianmian said now that she is also a rich woman with a large deposit and a lot of real estate in her hand. She thinks that even a expensive meal, she can afford it.
Mo Yesi raised an eyebrow, as if very interested: "What do you want me to eat?"
"Anything is okay." Qiao Mianmian patted his chest and said generously, "I can afford anything you want."
"Well, can you afford anything you want?"
"Of course." Qiao Mianmian smiled at her with a smug look in her eyes, "I have a lot of deposits now. No matter how expensive the meal is, I have no problem."
"So, what can I eat?"
"Correct."
"That's what you said." Mo Yesi's eyes flashed with interest, and she leaned into her ear and said in a low voice.
I saw Qiao Mianmian's face suddenly turned red, and a thin blush appeared on his fair face.
"Mo Yesi, you are a rogue!"
"How can I be called a hooligan." The man smiled lowly. "Not what you said, I can eat anything I want."
"However, I obviously don't mean that."
"Then do you still honor your words?"
Qiao Mianmian: "..."
"I don't want to eat anything except that."
"..."
"Mianmian, eh?"
"..." Qiao Mianmian looked at the serious man in front of him when he was talking to her, but he didn't know what to say.
Mo Yesi, a man, sometimes has a really thick skin.
"Okay, please go and see your client." Qiao Mianmian reached out and pushed him. "Don't wait for too long."

living room.
"Mr. Mo."
The woman sitting inside heard the movement, turned her head, and watched Mo Yesi walk in. The woman's heart beat faster.
Pulling the clothes corner nervously.
Mo Yesi nodded at her and found a place to sit down.
Then, a public official tone: "I have proposed a revised plan, have all been revised?"
"Mr. Mo, it has been revised. Please take a look." The woman suppressed her inner heart and almost didn't press the persevering emotion, and handed over a plan in her hand.
When Mo Yesi reached out, the woman's eyes fell on his long white fingers, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of heart.
A good-looking person has such a beautiful hand.
Mo Yesi took the file, looked at it for two minutes, and then put the file on the table.
"Just follow the plan above."
The woman's face showed a happy look: "Does Mo always think this plan can pass?"
"Ok."
The woman couldn't help but feel a little proud.