The spring breeze is not as long as your love

Su Mowan is that angry.

Because ugly?

Is this what a husband should say?

Shouldn't it be said that no matter what she becomes, she is still the prettiest girl in his heart?

Su Mowan was so angry that he grabbed Mo Chenxiao's tie, and looked at him with burning eyes: "I'll give you another chance and say it again."

"No need. I can't tell a lie even if I have the chance."

"..."

What kind of husband is this?

life is impossible

Mo Chenxiao looked at Su Mowan jumping anxiously, with a little smile in his eyes.

Yan Cheng at the side saw it and suddenly felt relieved.

After the confrontation with Manager Mo just now, although Boss Mo didn't say anything, he could feel that Boss Mo was in a low mood.

Although President Mo and Manager Mo are cousins, their relationship has always been very close.

Now that the brothers who are close to each other are in such a tense situation, even President Mo feels very sad.

Fortunately, the third young lady is here.

in the office.

Mo Chenxiao sat at the desk and began to deal with the work.

Su Mowan took a lot of things to the kitchen to fiddle with. I really don't know how Su Mowan brought so many things when he carried a bucket of water.

When Yan Cheng sent the documents in, he heard the sound of ding ding dong dong coming from the attached small kitchen.

Yan Cheng worriedly looked at the kitchen several times, and finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Mo, do you need to call 119 in advance, so that even if something happens, you don't have to worry about causing too much loss."

Yan Cheng almost said that it doesn't matter if the wife destroys the kitchen, it's just a matter of redecorating, if it blows up the CEO, it will be a big deal.

"No need." Mo Chenxiao paused for a moment, and then continued: "Wan Wan's cooking skills are very good."

And her cooking skills are for other men to learn.

Thinking of this, Mo Chenxiao suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Yan Cheng looked at Mo Chenxiao's not-so-good expression, and felt his heart pounding. Is Mr. Mo sure that this is not another business bragging with his wife?

Otherwise, why is his face so ugly.

It's just that President Mo insisted on not calling 119 and preparing a fire extinguisher. No matter how worried Yan Cheng was, he couldn't help it.

Yan Cheng took the documents signed by Mo Chenxiao out of the office, and he personally delivered some important confidential documents to various departments.

It was more than an hour after he finished his work. As soon as he walked into the president's office, he could smell the tempting aroma of food in the air.

The aroma was like a handful of small hooks, which made people's hearts itch. Many people in the president's office had no intention of working, and they kept poking their heads into the office.

"Assistant Yan, what is going on in the CEO's office? Why is it so fragrant?"

"Nothing..."

Yan Cheng paused halfway through his words. He remembered that Su Mo was cooking in the kitchen before: "Probably preparing dinner..."

"Whose craftsmanship is this? It smells so good."

Yan Cheng reflexively replied: "The third young lady's."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Mr. Mo coming.

Yan Cheng greeted immediately.

The people in the president's office all lowered their heads, for fear of being taught a lesson by the chairman.

Old Man Mo didn't care, and waved his hand: "Everyone, don't be so nervous, I'm just here for a meal."

Talking and laughing, he walked inside.

Yan Cheng's jaw was about to drop in shock. It seemed that Su Mowan's skills were so good that even the chairman was attracted to him.

Then, he also cheekily followed in, and by the way shut those guys who were about to cry out.

Su Mowan put a plate of dishes on the coffee table, and was very surprised when he saw Mr. Mo walking in: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Old Man Mo said with a smile: "I smelled the fragrance, and the gluttons in my stomach couldn't help being tempted, so I brought my old man here."

Su Mowan quickly asked the old man to sit down: "Grandpa, just sit down first, and then stir-fry a vegetable." Seeing Yan Cheng behind him, he also greeted: "Assistant Yan also sit down, I cooked a lot of dishes."

"Then I won't be polite." Yan Cheng originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the delicious dishes, his words changed automatically.

Su Mowan quickly came out with the fried vegetables, Mr. Mo and Yan Cheng were already in their seats, and Mo Chenxiao was still busy, so he hurriedly greeted him: "Chen Xiao, it's time to eat."

Mo Chenxiao originally wanted to firmly refuse, but before he could open his mouth, his legs led him over on their own initiative.

"Drink a bowl of soup first to warm your stomach." Su Mowan put the pigeon soup in front of Mo Chenxiao, and then put a piece of braised pork ribs on the plate in front of him: "Taste it. This is mine." It's a good dish."

Mo Chenxiao looked down at the piece of braised pork ribs in front of him, and the contents of that diary reappeared in his mind.

"...I made braised pork ribs for Tianyue today, and Tianyue said it was delicious, so happy..."

This piece of ribs that looked delicious became hard to swallow.

Old Master Mo and Yan Cheng didn't know about Mo Chenxiao's entanglement, the old and the young ate very happily.

Old Man Mo: "Assistant Yan, you are a young man, and the future of the Mo family will depend on you to work hard together. Come, eat more vegetables."

Eat more vegetables, and leave the meat to this old man.

Yan Cheng's face was full of gratitude: "Chairman, you eat it too. Green vegetables are good for your health. You must live a long life."

He is such an older man, and he doesn't eat a lot of meat, so he can't handle this high-intensity work at night.

As the two came and went, the meat and vegetables quickly bottomed out.

Only the plate of braised pork ribs in front of Mo Chenxiao was left.

Take it together.

Then, an empty space was clipped.

The plate with the ribs disappeared.

When Old Man Mo saw that Mo Chenxiao actually took all the plates, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. He patted the table and said, "Mo Chenxiao, I order you, quickly put the ribs down for me!"

Yan Cheng didn't have the courage to speak, but secretly cheered for the old man.

If the ribs were in the hands of the old man, he could eat another piece or two. If they were in the hands of President Mo, he wouldn't dare to reach out even if he had the heart of a bear.

Su Mowan didn't expect that Mo Chenxiao would do such a childish thing, and he almost vomited: "Chen Xiao, what's the matter with letting Grandpa go? As long as you want to eat, I'll cook for you another day."

Mo Chenxiao was slightly taken aback when he heard Su Mowan's words, and then suddenly realized.

Yes, in the future, as long as he wants to eat, he will call Su Mowan, and she will make it specially for him.

As for Shen Tianyue...

So what if Su Mowan really loved Shen Tianyue?Su Mowan was already married to him, and she was his wife, Mo Chenxiao.

Shen Tianyue will never have another chance in this life.

Thinking of these, the unknown fire in my heart gradually dissipated.

Mo Chenxiao suddenly realized that he was also stupid once, so much so that he just sulked and didn't eat much food.

However, the two people who almost swept away the food were still staring at the ribs in front of him.