Let her go, kissed her forehead again, and then said, "Okay, go out."

Mo Xiran glared at him.

After leaving the president's office, Fu Mingrui and Mu Mu went to take the elevator.

As soon as he entered, he stuffed the wedding candy bag in his hand into her.

Mu Mu was stunned and heard him say, "I don't like sweets."

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes and squeezed her two bags tightly.

Fu Mingrui narrowed her, and for a while, he reached out and touched her arm, "Little Wood."

With this sound, everything was obviously soft.

Mu Mu raised his heart and waited for his next words nervously.

"Little Mutou." He still called her, not saying anything else.

Mu Mu bit his lip and was a little impatient, "What are you doing!"

Fu Mingrui was startled and widened his eyes.

His little wood has always been well-behaved and gentle, and when did he speak to him loudly?

However, it's quite novel.

Fu Mingrui didn't know what was going on with his thoughts. He stood forward and was about to hug her, but with a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

Some employees came in.

"Vice President."

The employee greeted him respectfully.

But Fu Mingrui was very unhappy because he was disturbed.

The poor employee had no idea how he offended his boss.

...

The Zhou family was very lively at night.

Chu Zhouran and Qin Xia came with their daughters, Fu Mingrui, Zhou Changlong, and Zhou Changxi, inside and out, comparable to the New Year.

Old Mrs. Zhou laughed so hard that she couldn't stop laughing all night, and pulled Zhou Yanxi and Zhou Mengyao to discuss holding a wedding for them.

Before Mo Xiran could speak, Zhou Yanchen said first: "The wedding will not be held for the time being, and I will talk about it next year."

As soon as he said something, everyone was puzzled.

But Mo Xiran understood and clenched his fingers.

Old Empress Zhou reacted and slapped her thigh, "Yes, I didn't think enough, Achen was right, let's talk about the wedding next year."

The old lady spoke, and no one had any objections.

Zhou Yanxi whispered to Zhou Mengyao: "Xixi's father passed away this year, so..."

"So that's it." Zhou Mengyao nodded, expressed her understanding, and looked at Zhou Yanchen again, "All of them are good kids."

"Um."

At the bar, several men sat drinking and talking.

Fu Mingrui and Zhou Changlong clinked glasses, "When are you going to come back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yanchen's gaze immediately came.

Zhou Changlong shook his wine glass and said in a low voice: "I don't want it for the time being."

"Tsk!" Fu Mingrui hit his shoulder and snorted: "You are having fun outside! I'm exhausted."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Zhou Yanchen raised his eyebrows, pinched the goblet with his slender fingers, and his fair fingers looked very good on the wall of the cup.

"When did you get tired?"

"Haha." Chu Zhouran smiled disrespectfully.

Fu Mingrui looked at him and said unhappily: "Why are you laughing at? Why don't you come back to help!"

Chu Zhouran curled his lips, and the gentleman was as gentle as jade: "I? I know nothing about Zhou's affairs. Don't put your ideas on me."

"Find some time to come back." Zhou Yanchen and Zhou Changlong clinked their glasses and said in a deep voice.

When he spoke, Zhou Changlong nodded and said, "I understand, I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Um."

"Hey? Why did Yan Chen listen to me when he said it, I said it, just give me a sloppy eye!"

"Do I have it?"

"Why didn't there!"

At the bar, the brothers and the others were verbal, but they had a very good relationship.

In the living room, everyone talked intimately around Mrs. Zhou, and the atmosphere was warm.

In the garden, Meng Baozi and Fei Ye were swinging, and Mo Xiran chatted with Qin Xia, teasing the beautiful baby girl.

This night is as beautiful as a dream.

...

hotel.

"Ahem cough cough..."

A violent cough sounded, heart-wrenching.

The little nurse held the boy's skinny finger worriedly, "Qingfeng, I'll call the doctor over!"

"No, cough cough cough, I'll be fine right away." After a while, Qingfeng said to the young nurse: "Lend me your phone and your phone."

"Ring!" The phone rang, and jc's eyes flashed, and he said to Xue Suzhen, who was sitting opposite him: "Madam, I'll answer the phone."

Xue Suzhen nodded, her face exuding a strong sense of fatigue.

jc got up with his cell phone and walked to a secluded place to pick it up.

"Hello."

"Hey, Brother Jinchen, it's me."

"Qingfeng?"

"Well, Brother Jinchen, I have something I want to ask you to help me."

"What's up?"

"You promise me first and don't tell my mother, okay?"

jc pondered for a while and replied: "Okay."

Qing Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I want to meet Sister Xi Ran, I have something to say to her."

...

When Mo Xiran received the call from JC, he directly pressed to hang up.

But jc did not give up and called one after another.

She couldn't bear it anymore and had to answer, "Mr. Fu, please stop calling again! If you do this, I can only bring you on the blacklist!"

"Miss Mo, please listen to me."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiran hesitated for a long time, but chose to meet Qingfeng.

The words of jc made her feel quite shaken.

Also, the pale face of the boy I saw last time always flashed through her mind.

Those eyes were clearly clear and didn't look like bad boys.

Suddenly, she wanted to hear what this brother who suddenly appeared would say to her.

As soon as the lunch break came, she told Zhou Yanchen that she was going to meet a friend, so she would not have dinner with him.

Zhou Yanchen had no doubts and let her go.

But those who followed and protected Mo Xiran still reported her whereabouts to Zhou Yanchen.

Soon, he learned that she was not going to meet her classmates, but to meet JC and her half-brother.

The hotel is no longer safe, and Xue Suzhen is watching it tightly, so it really took a lot of effort to get Qingfeng out this time.

It was strange that Mo Xi ran to the mall that he had made an appointment.

Usually, we make appointments in a relatively quiet place like cafes and restaurants, so why do we still make appointments in a shopping mall?

When she met Qingfeng and JC, she had the answer.

"Sorry to ask you here." Qing Feng's face was still bad, with clear dust in his pale state, "Because I haven't been to the mall for many years, and I haven't been to such a place with so many people."
To be continued...