Joy from the sky: Hundreds of millions of emperors and young masters have double treasures

Hehe, Secretary Lin entered the group without a trace, and now I don't know who is her in the group.

Seeing that Lin Yue took the documents and went away, Xiaoxue quickly changed her group business card to "Wei Ming".

Then I informed my best friend, Huanhuan, not to talk nonsense in the group.

Others in the group were unconscious, still chatting and gossiping in full swing.

Lin Yue sorted out the documents and was idle, looking at the phone prompting 99+ WeChat messages.

unprecedented.

So many people looking for themselves?
Lin Yue entered curiously. There was a group with many unreads, so he clicked on "366 New Messages" in it.

In the first article, "Wei Ming" changed "Momo's Harem Group" to "Moxuan Group Family".

In the second article, "Zhang Yun at the front desk" changed "Moxuan Group's big family" to "Momo's harem group".

Article [-], "Wei Ming" changed "Momo's Harem Group" to "Moxuan Group Family".

Article [-], "Zhang Yun at the front desk" changed "Moxuan Group family" to "Momo belongs to everyone".

[Zhang Yun at the front desk] What is this?Who changed this?The painting style makes you feel disharmonious.

Lin Yue casually glanced at the hundreds of messages, as if he was discussing the gossip between himself and Young Master Mo and tearing it up.

After listening to the gossip for more than 20 years, Lin Yue didn't think much of it, so he set the group as Do Not Disturb for Messages and concentrated on playing games.

Xiaoxue sighed as she watched the jubilant group news.

Forget it, a dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor Taoist, he is benevolent and righteous.

Stupid human beings can't be saved.

When it was time to get off work, Lin Yue looked at Mo Zhiyan who was packing up his things and was about to leave, and asked in deliberation, "Is Assistant Xi doing anything today?"

"Correct."

"Oh?"

"Let's go."

'OK. '

As soon as Lin Yue opened the door, Assistant Xi asked respectfully, "Ms. Lin, Young Master Mo, the car is already downstairs."

Lin Yuexi smiled, but didn't open his mouth yet.

Mo Zhiyan said lightly: "Since Assistant Xi has something to do, you don't have to send me off."

Assistant Xi was stunned for a moment, his brain was running at high speed, and then he smiled: "Yes, yes, there is something to do. Please trouble Miss Lin!"

After speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

Lin Yue's outstretched hand looked a little embarrassed.

After thinking for a while, he asked with a smile, "Young Master Mo, did I add a duty to send you off in the future?"

Mo Zhiyan straightened his cuffs, and said lightly, "Aren't you going to practice driving recently?"

"Yes! But..."

"I will supervise, after all, I may take your car in the future."

Lin Yue let out an "oh", not knowing how to refute.

When he walked to the garage, Lin Yue suddenly realized.

How does this person know that I practice driving?
Hehe, Tangtang, he's already a blatant traitor, isn't he!
Inadvertently making friends.

But Mo Shao suddenly came so close to him recently, is it really what Tang Yuan thought?
Have intentions?

But seeing Mo Zhiyan's dignified appearance, he felt that he might be thinking too much.

After all, it is impossible for someone to be a stepfather to be associated with Mo Zhiyan, the president of Moxuan Group and the head of the Mo family.

It's okay to coax Xiaoroubao at ordinary times.

The little meat bun was taken over by Tang Yuan long ago.

Aunt Qin is busy in the kitchen.

Mo Zhijing quietly hid at the gate of Moqin Villa and looked out.

Big brother has become more and more rogue recently, which is really gratifying.

Lin Yue stopped at the entrance of Moqin Villa, and said politely: "Mr. Mo, you are here. Please pay attention when you get off."

Mo Zhiyan frowned, after all he didn't have the nerve to say that he wanted to eat.

After all, he is still a rogue novice, so he is inevitably a little unskilled.

I had no choice but to tidy up the two cuffs slowly and get out of the car slowly.

Lin Yue glanced at the door, and muttered in a low voice: "Moqin Villa? It seems that it was the hostess before."

Mo Zhiyan stopped, and said calmly: "Speaking of this name, there is a tragic story."

When Lin Yue heard it, he was very interested, but with Mo Shao's personality of cherishing words like gold, he probably wouldn't gossip.

But I really want to know what to do!
Mo Zhiyan glanced at Mo Zhijing who was poking his head, and said loudly, "Ah Jing!"

Mo Zhijing obediently showed up and walked over, as if she had to be a good child.

"Brother, sister Yueyue..."

"Sister Yueyue wants to hear stories. Get in the car."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyan got into the car very naturally.

Mo Zhijing was confused, and then followed Shanruliu into the car.

Lin Yue: ...?
Since it's here, it's not easy to drive away, forget it, it's just two more pairs of chopsticks.

It's also good to know the stories of the next door for so long.

Mo Zhijing glanced at her elder brother with a puzzled look on her face.

The eldest brother calmly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his younger brother: "Moqin Villa, a sad story."

Mo Zhijing wailed in her heart!
Quickly sent a message to Yang Xiao, the gold medal screenwriter of Xinghuang Entertainment: "With the theme of Moqin Villa, write me a folk modern tragic story within 10 minutes!
The kind that makes a woman cry when she hears it and needs to be coaxed. "

Screenwriter Yang Xiao, who was chatting and laughing with his friends, suddenly sobered up!

Hurry up and quiet your friends!

Playwright Yang, who was full of doubts, carefully considered his words and didn't dare to ask what happened.

I haven't heard that the company is going to make a new movie recently?
No script will be in such a hurry!

With no time to think about it, screenwriter Yang went to the bathroom to write a story bitterly.

Seeing the lively living room, Aunt Qin found that the young master of the Mo family had arrived, so she hurriedly made more meals.

Joy from the bottom of my heart: Young Master Mo and Missy, that's pretty good!Add a chicken leg to Mo Shao.

As usual, Mo Zhiyan played games with Xiaoroubao and did handicrafts.

Tang Yuan pulled Lin Yue and chatted.

Mo Zhijing lied about working overtime and held on to her phone.

Ten minutes later, Mo Zhijing looked at the message sent by her mobile phone, smiled, and began to recite silently.

Mo Zhijing, a science student, memorized it for 10 minutes and found that her mind quickly turned into a mess.

What kind of relationship is this special? Screenwriter Yang, are you weaving a web!
The year-end bonus is gone!
"It's dinner time!"

Aunt Qin had already set up the bowls and chopsticks, served the soup, and greeted everyone with a kind smile.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Yue looked at Mo Zhijing who was diagonally opposite, and suddenly thought: "A Jing, didn't you say that Moqin Villa has a lot of stories?
I have been a neighbor for so long and I don't even know it!Hurry up and talk about it! "

Mo Zhijing quickly grabbed a chicken leg and took a bite, said inarticulately: "It's delicious! Everyone eat, don't just stand there!"

Mo Zhijing, who was not familiar with memorization, shed two lasagna tears in her heart, and looked at her elder brother pitifully.

The eldest brother was busy filling the small meat buns, completely ignoring his own younger brother.

Lin Yue was indeed hungry, so let's let this topic go.

Mo Zhijing sorted out the thoughts in her mind while eating, and the more she sorted out, the more mushy it became, and the chicken leg in her mouth suddenly became less fragrant.

After the meal, Lin Yue's appetite was whetted, and he quickly asked about the story again.