Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Shen Moling smiled leisurely and put her on the bed, turned around and went to the living room to call and order someone to bring a nightgown up.

After a while, room service brought up the pink and white silk nightdress.

Shen Moling gently helped her take off her underwear and put on her skirt, and finally helped her tuck in the quilt.

"Take a rest, I still have some materials to deal with." After speaking, he turned around, walked to the desk, sat down and started to work.

Wen Wan huddled under the quilt and looked at his serious face, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, it seemed that it was not bad to look at him like this.

After a while, Wen Wan closed her eyes in a daze and was about to fall asleep when she heard Ji Xiao knock on the door, saying that Lan Mo had come.

Shen Moling looked up at the person who was already asleep on the bed, then got up gently and walked towards the living room.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Wen Wan opened her eyes. To be honest, she really cared about this Miss Lan. She still remembered the way that woman looked at her when they passed by.

Propping her body up on her elbows, enduring the pain in her back, she walked to the door gently and eavesdropped. She knew it was impolite, but she had to figure out what kind of man Shen Moling was. If this Lan Mo was his lover , then she must stay away from him.

In the living room, Shen Moling was sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee, looking at the magazine without looking sideways, with a polite but alienated tone: "Sit down."

Lan Mo glanced at him cautiously, sat on the sofa next to him, pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, and then said: "Mo Ling, you have been out for so long, and the city of Kyoto has become a mess. The father's project ..."

"Is there anything else?" Shen Moling suddenly interrupted her to close the magazine in her hand, as if she wanted to get up to see off the guests.

Lan Mo's face was embarrassing, and he swallowed the words back, with a sad look on his face: "No... I just miss you, and I'm worried that you won't be acclimatized here, and I'm afraid that your old problem of insomnia will happen again, and you will go to country Y Fortunately, there was no danger in this matter.”

"Thank you for your concern." Shen Moling leaned on the sofa, looking at her with slightly relaxed eyes.

"When are you going back?" Lan Mo asked.

Shen Moling glanced at the bedroom door without any trace, and replied, "Next month."

"That's good. Grandpa's [-]th birthday is still waiting for you to attend." A smile appeared on Lan Mo's delicate and perfect cheeks.

"Well. In the future, try not to come to me without my order. I remember I told you before." Shen Moling said coldly again.

"...I'm sorry, I was the one to be abrupt, I promise I won't." Lan Mo became sad again, and said with a low eyebrow.

"Since you're fine, go back. Tell your father, it's better for your daughter's family to avoid showing their faces. If the reputation is bad, it will be difficult to establish in this circle." After Shen Moling said coldly, he got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Lan Mo looked at his back with deep reluctance flashing in his eyes, but in the end he didn't dare to stay longer, and he didn't dare to ask about that woman, she knew that she didn't have the qualifications yet.

With a wry smile, she lifted her foot and left the room.

Wen Wan ran and crawled back to the bed, when the bedroom door opened, she just closed her eyes.

Shen Moling looked at her wrinkled quilt, thinking that she had obviously pressed the corners of the quilt, and glanced suspiciously at the woman who was pretending to sleep, with a small smile on her lips, but continued to sit down and finish the work in hand.

Lying on the bed, Wen Wan thought to herself what is the relationship between him and that woman?