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"For the specific time, you can call Shen's Secretary's Office to make an appointment. Tell Mr. Zhuo that you don't have to worry about what happened last time."

Warren nodded humbly, and Shen Boyan glanced at the business card in his hand, then put it in the pocket of his home clothes, turned around and walked back towards the house.

I didn't bother to look at those materials, and the business card of Zhuo Zhuo's boss had already been delivered to the door. I was still here to study what policy to meet and talk about it.

Now he might as well go back to his room and sleep with his wife in his arms.

When Shen Boyan came to the living room, he directly pressed the laptop screen that was still on on the coffee table, took off his home clothes and casually put it on the sofa, turned around and walked back to the bedroom.

Mo Changan fell into a deep sleep. As soon as Shen Boyan lay down on the bed, although she was unconscious, she leaned towards him spontaneously, curled up into a comfortable position in his arms, and then stopped moving.

Shen Boyan hugged her from behind, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lightly rested his fingers on her lower abdomen. Feeling the slightly bulging lower abdomen, his eyebrows softened.

He fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Changan woke up earlier than Shen Boyan, probably because he went to bed earlier than him last night, so he got up gently and went to the bathroom in the living room to wash up.

After washing up, he came out, and saw Shen Boyan's computer on the coffee table in the living room, and a home coat casually placed on the sofa.

I couldn't help being surprised. This man has a cleanliness habit, and he always does things step by step, almost on the verge of obsessive-compulsive disorder. The books in the bookcase must be arranged according to Dewey's book classification.

It's rare to see such disorderly placement, which is really novel.

She walked over, put the computer back into his computer bag, and then reached for his home clothes to hang up, when something fell to the ground with a clatter.

Mo Changan was about to bend over to pick it up.

When his eyes came into contact with that thing, his brows furrowed.

The three words Zhuo Baiye are too eye-catching, and the excellent logo is too familiar, and it is impossible not to notice it.

This business card...how could it be in the pocket of his house jacket?Could it be that last night...Bai Ye came?

She frowned and felt a headache, then silently put the business card back into the pocket of Shen Boyan's home clothes, and when she reached into the pocket, she found a note, and when she took it out, she saw that it was Shen Boyan A check for 1000 million.

The brain capacity seems to be a little insufficient. Putting the business card and the check together makes it difficult for people not to think about the connection between the two.

It's just...if Bo Yan intended to give Bai Ye the check, what would he...why give Bai Ye the money?

Bai Ye is not short of money, and Shen's doesn't seem to be so eager for outstanding projects.

Mo Changan felt that his mind was a little messed up, those fragmentary threads couldn't be put together, so he simply put everything back in Shen Boyan's pocket, and then took the clothes to hang up.

When Shen Boyan got up, he walked out of the bedroom after washing, and saw Mo Changan sitting at the dining table, having breakfast and reading the newspaper.

Seeing him coming out of the bedroom, Mo Changan looked up from the newspaper to look at him, "Morning."

She smiled, and glanced calmly at the pocket of the home clothes he was wearing.

Shen Boyan nodded, walked to the table and sat down, took a sip from her cup, didn't realize it was milk, but thought it was fruit juice, so his mouth was filled with the taste of milk, and his brows frowned. Woke up.

He has a bad stomach and is very sensitive to dairy products. If he swallows this mouthful, something serious will happen.

Turning his eyes to look at Mo Changan, he saw that the half-smile expression on her face was somewhat hateful.

He simply stretched out his hand to wrap around her shoulder, pressed his lips together, and poured a sip of milk into her mouth intact.

Mo Changan's eyes were wide open, she never thought that he would do such a thing, not only the taste of milk in her mouth, but she could even taste the slight breath of mint mouthwash, what naturally cannot be ignored is that his lips are slightly cool and soft touch.

Aunt Chen was originally in the kitchen, and when she heard the movement behind her, she turned around and wanted to ask Shen Boyan if he would like some breakfast. When she turned around, she saw such a scene, she blushed, and exclaimed, "Oh! See……"

Mo Changan blushed all of a sudden, and quickly pushed Shen Boyan away. Seeing that the expression on his face at this moment was a hideous half-smile, and his lips were slightly pursed, he said lightly, "Good morning .”

It was a good morning kiss just now...

Shen Boyan had already sat down at the dining table, turned to Aunt Chen and said, "Coffee."

Aunt Chen frowned slightly, maybe she and the host couple are getting acquainted, so she was not as cautious as when she first came here, and she couldn't help but persuade, "Sir, you should have some breakfast, every morning like this Drink a cup of coffee on an empty stomach, even an iron stomach can’t stand it.”

Hearing this, Shen Boyan frowned slightly. He really didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, but he saw Mo Chang'an looking at him from the side, his eyes obviously affirmed Aunt Chen's statement.

Most importantly, she was chewing on a sandwich, and the way her cheeks bulged for no reason gave people an appetite.

Shen Boyan nodded, "Then, give me another sandwich."

Aunt Chen responded quickly and brought out coffee and sandwiches in a short while.

The taste was not bad, Shen Boyan raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes filled with satisfaction, he ate the sandwich without haste, then picked up the coffee and drank it slowly, reached out for the newspaper to read.

Mo Chang'an was almost finished eating, and while wiping his mouth with a napkin, he glanced at the newspaper, and then said softly, "Last time you put Shangchen together, after the scandal came out, the publicity effect of the Mingyuan project was really good , but Bai Yanjun doesn't seem to be planning to let go."

Indeed, news about Bai Yanjun and Shangchen has been circulating in the newspapers for several days. It seems that the last time Mo Changan asked Shen Boxiao to read Bai Yanjun's book, she must have been frozen by the company, so He had to figure out a way by himself, but Shangchen became a way out.

Therefore, every time there is an interview, the reporter will ask more or less about "her relationship with Shang Chen".

But now, every time Bai Yanjun encounters reporters asking such questions, he doesn't answer or express his opinion, but the expression on his face becomes shy.

After hearing this, Shen Boyan just nodded his head, and after taking a sip of coffee, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Changan, and the tone of his deep voice was quite mysterious at the moment, "Well, I don't care. Kill and don't care about burying."

The temperament of a profiteer who is alive and well can be seen at a glance.