Young Master Mo Dotes on His Wife and Seizes His Love

If I hadn't come to the school to attend the parent meeting in person today, I would have never thought that the teacher who teaches and educates people would do such a thing.

Seeing that the money is open, the students who are bribed by their parents are self-prejudiced, even if the evidence is in front of them, they don't know how to repent.

If it were her before, she might soften her heart and let her stay and continue teaching.

Mo Anchen was silent for a moment, then started the car, drove slowly on the road, and smiled slightly: "Are you because of that teacher?"

"Perhaps so."

"Don't worry, now that I've bought the school, this school will never have any more incidents." Mo Anchen comforted him with cold words.

Zhao Yunxin nodded slowly: "I hope so."

Her mind was in chaos, and she didn't even know that as a psychiatrist, although he could help the child's psychology, the cause of the disease existed, so how to solve it?
Mo Anchen thought it was the school's unhappiness that caused her unhappiness, so he comforted Zhao Yunxin a few words and then ignored it.

Knowing her character, she encounters unhappy things in everything.

There was no response no matter how much he tried to calm him down, he sighed weakly and started the car to go home.

When the two returned home, he leaned tiredly on the sofa and checked his phone, which happened to be a message from Xiaoxue.

In the video, Xiaoxue is wearing the clothes she made for her. With her pink figure, she stands on the stage like an elf. As the music plays, she stands in the center of the stage and dances.

"Sister, this is a dance I just learned today. The teacher taught me just now, and I already know how to dance. Look at me. I'm not good at it. The teacher even praised my skirt for being beautiful, and wanted to ask where I bought it. He I want to buy it for my daughter."

The crisp voice of the lowercase is as pleasant and pleasant as a lark.

Zhao Yunxin's originally gloomy expression eased a lot when she saw the video Xiaoxue sent, and she smiled slightly.

"It's fine if you like it, and I'll make it for you when there are new models in the future."

"Yeah." Xiaoxue immediately sent a cute dynamic expression.

Mo Anchen took off his coat, tugged at the tie at his throat, saw her delicate little face, smiled rarely, and quickly sat over, took her into his arms, and saw Xiaoxue's hair incoming information.

"Is this the dress you made?"

"Well, how am I doing? Not bad, right?" Zhao Yunxin's delicate face showed a look of arrogance, and she raised her head slightly.

Mo Anchen nodded approvingly, and stroked her broken hair: "It's not bad, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you."

"Are you serious for me? Are you kidding me?" Zhao Yunxin was suspicious, looking at his slender fingers, she shook her head slightly: "Forget it, you worked hard today and I'll do it for you,"

"Do you not believe me?"

Mo Anchen pinched her pink cheeks, immediately got up and rolled up his sleeves, took the apron and put it on his body.

Zhao Yunxin followed closely together, looking at his tall figure, wearing a small pink apron, he looked very funny and cute.

He deliberately called and said: "Look at your skillful movements, although this is not the first time you have come here, isn't it?"

Mo Anchen's deep eyes, flashing suspicion, quickly covered it up, casually took out fresh vegetables from the refrigerator, put them in the basket, washed and kneaded them slowly.

"Well, I cooked porridge with you. Seeing that you like it so much, I learned it by myself."

"You said this, I remembered that the porridge you made is really delicious." Zhao Yunxin couldn't help but praise when she heard this.

A smile flashed across Mo Anchen's eyes, and he conveniently put the washed vegetables on the table, holding a knife, raised and lowered the knife, the vegetables were neatly cut and placed aside.

Zhao Yunxin wanted to follow along to help, but she was not very good at cooking and didn't know what he was going to do, so she was a little at a loss.

"Go and rest first, I'll be fine soon." Mo Anchen smiled lightly.

Zhao Yunxin shook her head seriously, and leaned half against the door frame: "I watched you cook with my own eyes, I never thought that my husband is so good, he can go from the living room to the kitchen, and the food is so delicious. Did you do it?"

"what about the taste?"

"It tastes very good. Eating fried eggs just suits my appetite." Zhao Yunxin then nodded.

Mo Anchen showed his culinary skills in front of Zhao Yunxin, and simply made two home-cooked dishes and stewed rice.

"The braised pork and scrambled eggs with tomato are a bit simple. If you have time, I will learn a few more." Mo Anchen smiled faintly, and put the food on the dining table.

Zhao Yunxin shook her head seriously: "You are amazing, let me try it."

"It's delicious!" She picked up a piece of braised pork with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and sucked the soft and glutinous meat, which was sweet and delicious.

The taste buds were instantly aroused, and then a piece of egg was added. The combination of the two tastes delicious.

Mo Anchen stood aside, watching Zhao Yunxin's reaction with a smile in his eyes, and patted her head lovingly: "It's just as long as you like to eat."

"That you, when did you learn it? Why don't I know?" Zhao Yunxin stood opposite her, picked another piece of vegetable into her mouth, and asked creakingly.

Mo Anchen's expression was indifferent: "I took a look at the blogger's food after work today, and wrote it down."

"Write it down, just watched the video?"

Zhao Yunxin couldn't help crying when she heard this, and also watched many bloggers, cooking videos and the process.

Not to mention the unforgettable memory, I can’t even remember the amount and type of seasoning used, let alone cooking.

Zhao Yunxin quickly came back to her senses, she almost forgot about the man in front of her, but he was a master in business and had a photographic memory.

Seeing her making a fuss and being shocked, Mo Anchen couldn't help laughing: "I'll cook for you when you're hungry."

"It would be nice to have a nanny at home in the future. The previous nanny was pretty good. Why didn't she come?" Zhao Yunxin suddenly remembered the nanny who took care of her before, but she took good care of her. She hasn't seen her since she left. The figure disappeared, and asked a casual question.

The color of Mo Anchen's eyes changed slightly, he lowered his eyes, looked at the chopsticks in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "She has resigned because of something at home."

"Oh, that's it! Why did you suddenly change your attitude?" Zhao Yunxin felt that his attitude was a little cold, and asked weakly. She didn't know what she said wrong, which made him unhappy.

Mo Anchen realized the change in his mood, and raised his head slightly, showing a slight aggrieved look: "Is it because the food I cooked is not delicious? Why do you still miss other people?"

This kind of nanny was even more worried after Zhao Yunxin was framed, and an outsider took care of his daily life.

"No, I just don't want you to work so hard to cook for me outside of work. Besides, I don't have anything to do at home, so I might as well do it." Zhao Yunxin quickly shook her head in denial.