Divorce contract: President please sign

When he came out of the hospital, Bai Luo was in a bad mood.

In fact, he doesn't want to go to the company at all, he wants to be with Bai Ye, at least, today he wants to be with Bai Ye.

But Bai Ye was very supportive of Shen Boyan taking him away. He had been telling Shen Boyan just now, "Take Xiao Luo to the company and get familiar with the company. If you have anything, you can call Warren or ask me. I can't see it, but I can still talk."

Shen Boyan had no objection, and left the hospital with Bai Luo.

The young man's expression was always unhappy, so Shen Boyan coaxed him patiently, "Okay, okay, it's okay, I've been admitted to the hospital for treatment, and everything will be fine, and that Dr. Studying abroad is very good professionally, you can rest assured that he will take care of your brother."

After hearing this, Bai Luo also knew that it was Shen Boyan's kindness, so he nodded, but he didn't really mean it, and the expression on his face was still displeased.

Shen Boyan could only use his trump card, "Or should I call your sister and talk to her? Let her persuade you? It's just that she must be very busy at the company now, and it should take some time to come here with her stomach full."

As expected, Zhuo Bailuo waved his hand and quickly shook his head, "No need, I'm fine, don't tell my sister, she'll be worried, let's go, I'm fine."

The corners of Shen Boyan's lips curled up, as if he had found his kind. He is also the kind of person who can be eaten to death by Mo Changan's trump card, and now, he seems to finally have a companion.

It's just Shen Boyan's casually fabricated words, but it seems to be a prophecy.

Mo Chang'an was indeed very busy at the company, and originally planned to go to the company for a while.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Meng Cheng talked about today's work matters. First of all, two meetings were piled together. After the two meetings were over, there was a meeting with the lawyer. Then Jiang Xubei was even more urgent, and he called today I have an appointment to meet Mo Changan.

Moreover, Mo Changan still has to inspect the work today, so many things are piled up today.

Meng Cheng was still a little worried, and asked her worriedly several times, "Mr. Mo, do you need to take a break? Mr. Mo, are you tired?"

Questions like this are always asked once an hour.

Mo Changan kept shaking his head, but still focused on his work.

But it is impossible to say that he is not tired. He is indeed a little tired. He stood up several times and walked slowly in the office. After relaxing for a while, he continued to sit down and work. Fortunately, Little Pudding has always been very good.

Mo Chang'an had one head and two big ones, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. She really wanted to drink a cup of coffee. She had quit coffee for so long, and this was the first time she wanted to drink coffee so much today.

It's also because there are too many things in the past two days, and I haven't sorted them out yet, so piles of them are laid out, whether it's business or private.

"Huh..." Mo Changan propped his elbows on the table, buried his face in his palms, "Well, I really want to drink a cup of coffee."

Meng Cheng was sitting on the side, and smiled slightly after hearing this, "May I pour you a glass of milk? You can't drink coffee."

Mo Changan complained angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

Meng Cheng thought for a moment, then stood up and went out.

Mo Changan was still suffering from the onset of coffee addiction, he had no interest in work at all, he was busy for almost a whole morning.

Within 10 minutes, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Mo Chang'an could only smell a faint fragrance similar to the aroma of coffee in the air, his nose moved slightly, and his head turned towards the source of the fragrance.

I saw a figure walking in the door, holding a big steaming cup in his hand.

Mo Changan was taken aback, "Why did you come up here?"

It was Mo Jing'an who walked in from the door, and she put the cup on the table in front of her, "Meng Tezhu said you want coffee, I made a cup of hot cocoa for her before, and she said it was delicious Yes, so I just asked me to make a cup for you, saying that you want coffee."

Mo Chang'an was stunned, and then reached out to take the cup. Inside was hot cocoa, exuding a fragrance, and it tasted so good that he couldn't stop after taking a sip.

Mo Changan drank half a glass in one breath before he felt that he had come back to life.

Looking up at Mo Jing'an, he saw the badge on her chest, his eyes stopped involuntarily, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to see clearly the words on the badge.

"Did Meng Cheng transfer you to the secretary's room?"

Impressively written on her badge, Mo Jing'an in the secretary's office.

Mo Jing'an smiled, "Well, it happened a while ago, but you have been busy all the time, so you probably didn't notice it."

She said this softly, with a slight smile in her tone.

Mo Changan nodded, "Well, that's fine, learn something in the secretary's office, and I'll pay you an annual salary later."

After Mo Changan finished speaking, he blinked his big eyes and continued to drink hot cocoa from a cup, and then asked, "Is Dad okay?"

"Well, I've been doing rehabilitation all the time. My mother is tired of taking care of him recently, and my father's taste is too picky." Mo Jing'an just stood in front of the desk.

The atmosphere with Mo Chang'an is very good, just gossip like this.

Chang An stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair opposite his desk, motioning for her to sit.

Mo Jingan sat down and said directly, "Sister, you can find a nanny who is good at cooking. If this continues, they will quarrel every day over whether the food is salty or not. I really want to run away from home."

Hearing this, Mo Changan almost couldn't help but spit out.

Then he nodded, "Go back and pick a cook to go back. If he has a picky taste, let him pick the cook's skills. If you don't like living with the elders and getting nagged, I'll give you a house later and you can move there. .”

Mo Jingan was taken aback when she heard this, she never thought that Mo Changan would say such a thing.

Chang'an's expression was very calm, without much change. He smiled slightly, and then his eyes fell on her hand, "Where's your hand? I've been doing rehabilitation for so long, is it better? For those who work in the secretary's office Get used to it, okay?"

Mo Jing'an nodded, the expression on her face was still a little dazed.

Mo Changan was already smiling, and her smile was still so shallow, so she nodded, "That's good. I've been busy with a lot of things recently, and I'm going to have a baby after I'm busy. I don't think I have much time to think about it in the short term. To dad."

As he said that, Mo Changan reached out and took out a card from the wallet next to him.

"You can take this. Your mother is still with your father. You should take care of yourself. The password is your birthday. I did it early in the morning, and I haven't had a chance to give it to you."

Mo Jing'an's fingers curled up slightly, but she didn't immediately reach out to pick it up.

After a pause, he said, "You... don't blame us anymore?"

Mo Chang'an's eyes paused for a moment, thinking that his mentality has been getting better and better recently, probably because he has been with such a kind man for a long time, so he naturally listened to his words.

Their husband and wife are people with weak kinship, and it is not easy to have a blood relative.

Chang An smiled, "Be good, I don't blame you."