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"It's not that I'm daydreaming, but you, my wife, always tease me!" Mo Zhaoyun felt that he had been extremely wronged. His wife's body was obviously not convenient, but she had still unconsciously teased him, causing him to be unable to control himself and blaming him for not being patient.

"I didn't do anything, don't accuse me wrongly!" Although Gong Wan’er was confident and confident, he still felt a little guilty and obediently lied down and didn't dare to move anymore. However, in his heart, he was still thinking about the previous question, and so he asked it again.

"Everyone can clearly see the strength of the company. It's not something that the Chen family enterprise can catch up to just by working hard." Mo Zhaoyun remembered Manager Li's guilty face, he sneered and said: "I already said, the Chen family does not have the ability to take down this project, at most we can split it up and work with other small companies, but he neglected the most important point … …"

"Even if Chen family finally completed this project, with the strength of the Chen family, compared to those small companies, can they compare to the projects created by the Mohist? This project is not something that can be made into money as long as it can be made! "

He wants to force me to agree to let him benefit from my efforts, even if I do not agree, he can still turn this project into his best interests. It's just that his intelligence does not mean that others are fools.

Gong Wan’er exclaimed: "So they also know that if you do not plan on taking this project, then with Chen family's strength, they definitely cannot be satisfied with the results. That's why they gave up on Chen family and directly agreed to let Mohist take this project on his own."

"Yes."

Mo Zhaoyun replied indifferently, he did not feel that he had done anything impressive.

But to Gong Wan’er, it was no wonder that Chen Chen hated Mo Zhaoyun so much. If he was always destroyed by Mo Zhaoyun like that, then Chen Chen would forever be suppressed by Mohist, and would never be able to compare to Mo Zhaoyun. After a while, Chen Chen would probably go crazy!

This showed that not only was he a despicable person, he was also an ambitious man. This was why he viewed Mo Zhaoyun as his opponent, wanting to surpass him at all times, and even trample over Mo Zhaoyun.

Now that such an important project had been taken away by Mo Zhaoyun in such a casual manner, he could not even afford to drink the soup, he could only be more furious towards Mo Zhaoyun.

"Hubby, it can't be that ChenChen hated you to death just because of this and secretly set you up, right?!" Gong Wan’er was a little worried, it was not that she thought of Chen Chen too badly, but that he was able to expand his company with the help of his women, and that he would be even more heartless to the people who obstructed his future!

Mo Zhaoyun understood what Gong Wan’er meant, he patted her back and comforted her: "Don't worry, your man is not a pushover either!"

"Un, I believe in you. I just don't believe that he will let this go. Such a bad person, if he can use a woman, he will be even more merciless to you!" Being more handsome and rich than him is a thorn in his side! " Gong Wan’er laughed out loud, "Maybe he's using needles to prick your little person right now!"

"What are you thinking!" Mo Zhaoyun helplessly smiled, he pinched her perky bottom and turned around to hug Gong Wan’er, "Alright, your body isn't feeling well, you need to rest early, go to sleep!"

"Right." Gong Wan’er hugged Mo Zhaoyun, laughed silently, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Because of his big aunt's visit, Gong Wan’er didn't sleep soundly, and had woken up very early. With his body sprawled soft, he didn't follow Mo Zhaoyun to the office, and after breakfast, he went back to his bedroom to hug his blanket to sleep, only waking up at noon.

Originally, he wanted to make a cup of brown sugar water, but after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find any trace of brown sugar. After thinking for a while, he changed his clothes, intending to buy some red sugar from the supermarket, and also bought some vegetables.

Before he left, Gong Wan’er received a call from Mo Zhaoyun.

"What's wrong?" Gong Wan’er picked up the phone, closed the door and entered the elevator.

"You're not feeling well, so don't cook today. Wait for me to come back, or else you can come out and eat." Mo Zhaoyun's voice was warm and tender, carrying a hint of concern.

"I've already gone out to the supermarket to buy some brown sugar and some vegetables. I plan to make some soup and eat at home. I don't know how to use cold water, just hot water will do." Gong Wan’er squinted his eyes and smiled sweetly, the warmth in his heart was about to disappear.

"Just wait for me to come back. You just need to rest." Mo Zhaoyun paused for a moment, then suddenly said: "Buy more ginger and red dates, cook and drink with the brown sugar, drink more."

"You know?" Gong Wan’er laughed, "I was told so by someone else, did you ask anyone or do you check it on the internet?"

"Very funny?" Evidently, Mo Zhaoyun had heard Gong Wan’er's stifled laughter.

"Of course not, it's too touching." Gong Wan’er smiled and said: "I never thought that my husband would be such a gentle and considerate person."

"Yes." Regarding his wife's praise, Mo Zhaoyun accepted it all.

"Thank you, hubby." There was no one in the elevator anyway, so Gong Wan’er insolently kissed twice on the phone.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, "Be careful on the road. Don't buy too many things, otherwise, it will be tiring to carry too many back."

"Got it."

After being fed up for a while, the two of them finally hung up the phone. Gong Wan’er went to the supermarket in a good mood, bought the brown sugar ginger and red dates, then bought some ingredients for the hot pot soup and went back home.

The ginseng black chicken soup replenished one's blood and Qi, and it was not difficult to make. Gong Wan’er still rather liked to drink it, and it just so happened that during his period with his aunt, drinking this soup was the best choice.

After placing the pot on the table, Gong Wan’er then started to boil some ginger and brown sugar red dates soup. It was warm from drinking the cup and he felt that the cool air in his body had been dispelled, it was extremely comfortable.

Just as he was thinking about whether he should take out the computer to play games, he heard the phone ring. It was Liu Beibei.

"Evening, come out for a walk." Liu Beibei's voice was extremely cheerful, sounding extremely high-pitched.

"I've come to my aunt's place, so I don't have the energy to go shopping. Go by yourself." Gong Wan’er walked out of the kitchen and slowly went to the study room to retrieve his computer. He placed it on the tea table and pressed the start button.

"I finally have the time today, you're too weak." Liu Beibei was very dejected, it had been a long time since she went shopping with Gong Wan’er.

Gong Wan’er said apologetically, "You can come find me next time when you're free. I've got quite a lot of time right now anyway."

"Where's Boss Mo?"

"He's been busy with a project recently, so he doesn't have much time. He always comes back with work." Gong Wan’er's tone was filled with pain.

Liu Beibei laughed out loud, and ridiculed, "Your husband is responsible for making money and supporting the family, you are responsible for looking as beautiful as a flower, this is pretty good ah, rich and wealthy wife, husband is still a clean and honest fifth brother, don't you know what others say about you, saying that you saved the Milky Way in your previous life to find such a husband."

"Someone else? "What other person?" Although Gong Wan’er felt that he was very lucky, but it shouldn't be that exaggerated, right?

"Of course it's those netizens. When you were getting married, there were interviews by reporters, and there was the incident with sulfuric acid. Not only were there news stories in the newspapers, there were even news on the internet. Especially when Boss Mo appeared, the fans below were all shouting," CEO, I want to give birth to your baby monkey. "

"Of course, no matter how many fans Mo Zhaoyun has, you will have all kinds of smut, and any kind of sour words will come out.

"Did I get beaten up by someone?" Gong Wan’er was a little scared, she knew how terrifying the violence on the internet was, it was so much that it could force someone to death, they wouldn't even need to take legal responsibility.

"No, the internet only said that Mo Zhaoyun was married, and had held a wedding. There was no photo of you, and no information about you, so it should have been specially protected by Boss Mo, not wanting you to expose it … …" Liu Beibei laughed evilly, "That's why your husband doesn't explain himself to the domineering CEO!"

"You scared me to death!" Gong Wan’er chided: "I thought I was beaten up by others and that I would be surrounded by women when I walk on the streets in the future. Just thinking about it makes me scared."

Many netizens were clamoring to see what kind of Cinderella the one who married the tyrannical CEO looked like, but Boss Mo was too impressive, and nothing was found. Don't care about anything, just look down on others, you are a cynical person, and all you do is squabble about it all the time.

Liu Beibei spouted out a bunch of words, making Gong Wan’er laugh, "Alright, you said that it was nonsense, so just ignore it, is everything that they say okay?"

As long as she didn't bring her own flesh out, she wouldn't care about anything that the netizens said.

"It's just that I'm not able to control my anger. Brain tonics are an illness, and these people are just some serious patients!" There are quite a few girls in my company who dream all day about conquering a tyrannical CEO or something like that. Liu Beibei whined and retorted.

When Gong Wan’er was reading, he had read many dog-blooded novels. The reactions of these women were understandable, but it was just as Liu Beibei said, brain-dead people were sick!

"Just ignore them and think about it. Anyway, it doesn't belong to them. Just think about it!" Gong Wan’er replied grandly: "No matter how much I think about it, it's still mine!"

"Gong Wan’er, you're really getting more and more thick-skinned, alright?" Liu Beibei couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "You're really similar to those brainless fans!"

"There's no helping it, my husband is too good, even I can't control him!" Gong Wan’er laughed heartily. Probably, only in front of her best friends could she brazenly boast like that.

Liu Beibei could not take it anymore and shouted, "Don't hit a single dog like that! Even single dogs have dog rights! "

Gong Wan’er laughed as he held the phone and chatted with Liu Beibei for a long time. After they hung up, they remembered what Liu Beibei had said and went back to looking up on the internet.

Although the wedding had already been a long time since, because of Mo Zhaoyun's face, there had been discussions about it online.