Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Ye Wanqing felt that her real mother was standing here!Mo Hanchen, a big man, just walked into her daughter's boudoir like no one else, isn't it good?

But after thinking about it, her daughter's unkempt appearance made her feel that Mo Hanchen would not have had such thoughts as long as she was not blind, so she is actually a little gloating now.

Unlucky child, if you don't listen to me telling you not to stay up late, now you are showing your boyfriend like a yellow-faced woman, do you regret not listening to your mother earlier?
When Mo Hanchen walked into Su Mi's bedroom, he immediately saw the little woman sleeping sweetly in the middle of the bed. She hadn't seen her these days, but she didn't miss her at all, and made him want to deal with her carelessly.

He sat on the side of the bed, opened some curtains, and just now saw her face clearly, and found that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and her complexion was not good. Is she really sick?

Her little face was sunk in the soft pillow, she looked pitiful and helpless, her wrist was slender lying on the bedside, even with blue blood vessels looming, this appearance was by no means healthy.

She is not the kind of person who abuses her body just to win his sympathy, so resting at home, it should really be that she was overworked some time ago and did not play tricks with him.

He raised his hand and put it on her forehead.

Su Mi, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly, staring at him fiercely, this look of despair and cold determination made him startled slightly.

"Han Chen?" Su Mi's tense body suddenly went limp, and she collapsed on the bed again. She let out a long breath and muttered, "Why are you here?"

Very mentally ill.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Mo Hanchen asked her in a low voice.

"En." Su Mi answered him sullenly, and was woken up shortly after waking up. She was so sleepy that she doubted life and didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Ill?" Mo Hanchen pinched her cheek.

"No! It's just that I'm tired from work, and I'm going to sleep, so I won't be with you anymore." Su Mi barely managed to cope with him and closed her eyes.

In her previous life, she was like a frightened bird, and she remained vigilant when she was sleeping. In this life, although she will not show a vigilant expression the moment she wakes up, she still has a ferocious face when she is woken up by someone.

Mo Hanchen saw her quickly fall asleep, and his complexion sank a little.

He saw the design book lying casually on the side, raised his hand and took it over to look at it. Her name and date were signed under each design, which showed the rigor of his usual work.

Intent Draft, First Draft, Revised Draft, Refined Draft, Final Draft, Eliminated Alternative Draft, Eliminated Draft.

The classification is very clear and the workload is huge.

He sat on the sofa and looked at the design drafts of the past few days page by page. It was obviously different from her previous design, as if there was a soul crossing, and he seemed to see the moment of her contradiction again.

What attracted him the most about her was her elusive soul, which did not match her growth trajectory. At this moment, he felt that way again, what had she experienced?
Ye Wanqing had already imagined the scene of her daughter being taken advantage of downstairs. Mo Hanchen didn't come down for so long, so he wouldn't do something shameful upstairs!

Although most people would not do such a thing, Mo Hanchen is not an ordinary person. People with strong abilities are courageous, so it is normal to do something.

Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still any longer. She went upstairs a few steps, and after listening outside for a while without hearing anything, she opened the door suddenly...

Embarrassed.

Her daughter was sleeping soundly on the bed, and Mo Hanchen was sitting on the sofa, quietly watching the design thank you, and he couldn't be more disciplined.