After a while, Mo Han lowered his eyes and looked at the receipt in his hand, and suddenly curled the corner of his mouth.

For some reason, I just want to laugh, but I don’t know why.

“Buzz.”

I don’t know how long I have been on the phone, but my phone vibrated at my hand.

"Hello."

"Mo Han?"

The female voice from the receiver shocked Mo Han. He was stunned and said, "Well, it's me."

"You called me just now? I was in a meeting and saw that I was in trouble. Is there anything wrong?"

"Well, I want to ask you for something. Can you meet today?"

"Okay, OK."

"Then you get off work, I'll go find you."

"good."

Dreaming about getting married.

Zhou Miaoyu walked out of Mengjie's building and saw Mo Han leaning against the car and waiting for him.

With a smile, she walked forward, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Mo Han opened the car door casually and said, "No, get in the car."

Shrugging, Zhou Miaoyu bent over and sat into the car.

When she started the car, Mo Han asked her: "Go to have a meal?"

"good."

Halfway through the meal, Mo Han explained what he meant to find her.

"Is your cousin married?" After taking the napkin to wipe his mouth, Zhou Miaoyu smiled and said, "Of course I have to help you."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Mo Han heard her say again: "But, if I agree, how would Mr. Mo want to thank me?"

"What kind of thank you gift do you want?"

"What's this?" Zhou Miaoyu looked at him with a smile: "I want to think about it carefully."

That smile made him panic.

He took the cup at hand in a concealed manner and took a sip. He slowly let out a breath, "You can think about it."

"Okay, I will think about it carefully. At that time, Mr. Mo should not refuse to admit it."

“No.”

After leaving the restaurant, Mo Han sent Zhou Miaoyu home.

When he arrived at the Zhou family villa, Zhou Miaoyu got off the car.

Mo Han stood by the car and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your help, Mo Qing must be very happy."

"You have said many times thank you, enough, go back and be careful on the way."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

When Mo Han drove away, Zhou Miaoyu turned around and heard a male voice: "What's the situation?"

Mo Ziyan had a towel around his neck and was wearing a black and white sportswear.

Seeing that he had sweat on his forehead and neck, he must have just returned from running.

Spreading his hands, Zhou Miaoyu said slowly: "What's the situation?"

He snorted, Mo Ziyan hooked her shoulder, "Don't interrupt me, I read it right just now, right?"

"What did you see?"

"Mo Han! The person who sent you back is Mo Han."

"How is that?"

"When did you and Mo Han become familiar with each other? Don't you always say that he has a cold face and is too lazy to say something to him?"

"Hey! When did I say that?" Zhou Miaoyu glared at him and walked towards the door.

Mo Ziyan chased after her relentlessly and held her arm, "You just said that, don't admit it yet? Second sister, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Mo Han has something to come to me, so we have a meal together. The gentlemanly demeanor sent me home. Is this okay to explain?"

Rolling his eyes, Zhou Miaoyu pushed Mo Ziyan away and entered the door.

Mo Ziyan frowned, always feeling that things were not that simple.

Mo Han just feels that every time he looks at her second sister, something is wrong.

Although, he hasn't seen it a few times in total.

Thinking of it, I caught up with his second sister.

"Sister, you and Mo Han should still keep a distance."

"Keep distance?" Zhou Miaoyu was confused when he heard it, "Why?"

How do you tell her?

This is a man’s intuition about men.

But after saying that, his second sister probably didn't believe it either.

"Forget it, pretend I haven't said it." Mo Ziyan returned to his room with a pout.

Zhou Miaoyu blinked strangely, and felt that her dumplings were becoming more and more stupid.

I made an appointment with Mo Han and Mo Qing in Times Square. When Zhou Miaoyu arrived, I saw a pretty girl leaning beside Mo Han and acting cute.

Mo Han looked doting and smiled at the corner of his mouth. It was like Zhou Miaoyu had never seen it.

Objectively speaking, Mo Han is very handsome. If he smiles more, more girls will probably like it.

She smiled and greeted the two of them, "Sorry, I'm late."

"No, no." Mo Qing let go of the hand holding Mo Han's arm and stretched out her palm to Zhou Miaoyu, "Hello Director Zhou, I'm Mo Qing."

"Call me Miaoyu." Zhou Miaoyu glanced at Mo Han, "I know your brother, and I call Director Zhou too much."

Mo Qing nodded and held Mo Han's arm again, "I'm going to thank my brother this time so that I can ask Miaoyu to help me design the wedding."

After pausing, she said again: "Miaoyu is very famous in the industry. I am still afraid that you will be too busy and have no time."

The three of them found a coffee shop and sat down, and began to talk about the wedding in detail.

Mo Qing has many ideas, but some are very childish, but they also have the romance of a girl.

Zhou Miaoyu became a patient listener, writing down her thoughts one by one, and occasionally giving her some advice.

The two hit it off and felt like they met too late.

Mo Han couldn't get into the mouth, so he just listened to them.

However, his vision is always disobedient, and he will run to Zhou Miaoyu in a short while.

"elder brother?"

"What?" He came to his senses and realized that Mo Qing was calling him.

Mo Qing pointed to the ice cream shop opposite the coffee shop and said, "Brother, I want to eat vanilla ice cream, go and buy it for me."

Mo Han nodded, stood up, and asked Zhou Miaoyu: "What kind of smell do you like?"

Zhou Miaoyu waved his hand, "I won't eat it anymore, you can buy it for Mo Qing."

Without saying anything, Mo Han turned around and left.

He came back soon and held one in one hand.

The vanilla flavor is given to Mo Qing, and the chocolate flavor is given to Zhou Miaoyu.

Zhou Miaoyu was surprised and took it over and thanked softly: "Thank you."

Mo Han's heart trembled, sat down, put his hands on his knees and tightened them.

...

"Sherley, will it waste your time suddenly asking you to come out with me?"

Zhuang Xueli quickly said, "No, no." As she said that, she quietly looked at the tall man on the side. Unfortunately, the man's attention was not on her.

With a loss on his face, Zhuang Xueli held the cup in her hand tightly.

How could Wei Qing not see anything? She picked up the coffee and took a sip. She smiled and said, "Then, Shirley will come to me when she has time."

"Okay, Aunt Wei."
To be continued...