Chapter 241

"But I'm going to the company later..."

"My brother's name?"

"Well."

"That's OK. You don't have to worry about my brother's words. Just be a fart." Mo Qingling said in a tone of indifference, holding Wen Yiyi down the stairs.

Two people's figure gradually line far, song Qiaoyuan and so on they left, this just pushed the door into Mo Xiuchen's bedroom.

First, I went to his cloakroom to have a look. Well, there are many women's clothes. There are all kinds of brands, but they haven't been worn very much. The hangtag is still there.

Then I went to the bathroom to have a look, toothbrush, face pad, facial cleanser, skin care products They're all for women.

Song Qiaoyuan felt her chin and her eyes were shining.

These things can't be put on just now. When she just picked up the facial cleanser and looked at it, there were marks on the bottom, which couldn't be erased. They must have lived together for a long time.

Even if Mo Xiuchen knew the news of her coming, he would not leave a mark in this short half day. Even if he had it, he would easily erase it.

But When did her son have a girlfriend? How come she doesn't even know that?

If it wasn't for her son's hot search with Wen Yiyi a few days ago and her frequent microblogging, I don't know yet My son has a girlfriend!

Qingling that girl is also, don't tell her earlier.

Thinking about how to clean up when she goes back, song Qiaoyuan goes downstairs and sees her and Wen Yiyi sitting side by side on the sofa chatting.

The breakfast she had just made on the tea table was simple and rich.

Mo Qingling is hungry. She picks up Wen Yiyi's breakfast and starts to eat it. Song Qiaoyuan, with sharp eyes, runs over and knocks her hand off. She says fiercely, "what are you doing? This is for Miss Wen! "

“……” Mo Qingling angrily stares at her and says wrongly, "but I'm hungry, too."

"If you want to eat, go to the kitchen and get it yourself, it's not that you didn't make it for you." Song Qiaoyuan's tone eased slightly and turned her head to look at Wen Yiyi.

Seeing her eyes staring at her and Mo Qingling, and her eyes turning, song Qiaoyuan was afraid that she would see something strange. She quickly explained, "it's specially made for pregnant women. People who are not pregnant can't eat it."

Smell speech, Mo Qingling snorts a, this what crack explain, fool will believe.

And then The fool in her mouth, Wen Yiyi, really believed it, but only half believed it.

After all, song Qiaoyuan just slapped Mo Qingling. She was not angry, but also showed her aggrieved look

Mo Qingling thought that she believed it all. She helped her forehead, rubbed her hungry flat stomach, sighed, got up, went to the kitchen, took out her share, and sat cross legged on the sofa to eat.

When she went in to get breakfast, song Qiaoyuan had already talked with Wen Yiyi.

Although song Qiaoyuan is the mother of two children, her skin is well maintained. In her forties, she looks the same as her thirties. Years only add wrinkles to her eyes, and there are no other unnecessary changes.

In order to keep away from the children, song Qiaoyuan is catching up with the fashion of modern people. After a few words with Wen Yiyi, she gets together.

When she was young, she also studied jewelry design, but later, for the sake of her family, she gave up this major and chose the finance department.

Two people are talking to the wonderful place, the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rings.