Jiang Tingxu was calm, sitting on the sofa, drinking the juice sent by the front desk.

"Bentley?" suddenly.

"Don't you like good-looking ones? I've seen that one. It's very suitable for you to drive. Bentley has good performance and safety factor in all aspects."

On the phone, the man said very seriously.

In fact, it's also accurately analyzed. If it's inappropriate, how can Mo Boyuan mention it?

After a few sips of juice, put down the glass:

"No, I don't want it." refused.

"Huh?"

Jiang heard Xu hum: "I'm just an ordinary doctor. You let me drive Bentley every day when I go to and from the hospital?"

I'm afraid I'll become a popular person in the whole network in an instant?

The man doesn't think he's troublesome enough?

"Cough..."

On the phone, a man coughed:

"Sorry."

I didn't expect that.

It's rare to hear the man say sorry, and his heart has become less resistant than before:

"Since you're uncomfortable, have more rest. Don't worry about me. Hang up."

Mo Boyuan was inexplicably happy. On the phone, his voice, which had just been hoarse, was not so hoarse, and there was a bit more thick and low laughter.

"Well, take care of yourself. I'll be back next week. Call me if you have something."

Jiang listened to these words with some unconscious panic in his heart:

"Don't I take good care of myself without you for so many years? All right, hang up." the speech speed was much faster than usual.

Mo Boyuan choked so hard by his wife that he lost his hardness in an instant:

"OK, hang up."

Few people in the world can turn the great Mohist Prince and the great Mohist film emperor from a cheetah into a docile lamb.

Jiang Tingxu is ready to hang up the phone and seems to think of something.

"I have something to tell you."

Moboyuan's neck was tight. Now, as soon as he heard the girl opposite talking to him so formally, his scalp was numb.

Pulled the top button of the shirt:

"If you still talk about divorce, you don't have to say it. It's impossible in the next life!"

Want a divorce?

Don't think about it!

There are no doors!

In fact, Jiang Tingxu didn't want to say this, but he was very upset when he heard that moboyuan was so excessive.

Why is it impossible in the next life?

Who does he think he is?

Is it difficult that I have to marry him all my life?

But now, after all, it's a public affair, private affairs, or don't make it known to everyone and be seen as a monkey!

"Shut up! I'll wait until you come back. Now I'm going to say something else!"

The fake ferocious expression, coupled with the exquisite baby face, is the feeling of milk ferocity.

As long as we don't talk about divorce, Mo Boyuan is very calm, even with a faint smile in his eyes.

"You say."

Jiang listened to Xu breathe:

"I moved out of Zichen mountain. I'd rather follow me these days."

When you bring the child out of the old house, you must tell the child's father.

Sneaking children out or something... It's definitely impossible.

If anyone outside knows, something may come out.

Jiang listened to Xu's heart and maintained the reputation of Mohism.

Moreover, there is no need to sneak.

Over there, listening to his wife and son moving out, moboyuan frowned tightly:

"If you think Zichen is far away from work there, there are several villas in the city center. It's only about ten minutes' drive from your hospital."

"No, the place you live now is very convenient. We'll talk about it when you come back. Hang up."

This time, I really hung up.