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If there was another time, Gong Wan’er felt that she would definitely not be able to handle it.

After a long while, Mo Zhaoyun finally loosened his grip on Gong Wan’er's body with a calm expression and held her hand as they walked out of the office and went home together.

When he entered the elevator, he coincidentally met Chu Ning and Xuan Xuan. They were carrying a small bag, looking like they had just returned from the supermarket.

Gong Wan’er smiled slightly towards Chu Ning, nodded, and greeted him. Xuan Xuan obediently held Chu Ning's hand, and shyly smiled while calling out: "Hello, Uncle and Auntie."

Mo Zhaoyun looked at Xuan Xuan and nodded coldly, then ignored him.

Gong Wan’er knew Mo Zhaoyun's attitude and naturally did not force him. He only replied with a smile: "Hello, Xuan Xuan."

Chu Ning stood at the side with a slight smile the entire time. His quiet appearance made people unable to help but glance at him, and it also made Gong Wan’er more and more unable to understand how much of a loser Chu Ning's ex-husband was to not have such a gentle, beautiful wife and cute son.

By the time he returned home, Gong Wan’er had already forgotten why he was angry earlier. Instead, he was gossiping about Chu Ning with Mo Zhaoyun, looking extremely excited.

"Wife, don't you think you're paying too much attention to her?" Mo Zhaoyun was very unhappy, but a woman who knew the name actually gave away her wife's attention, it was really too displeasing.

"Huh?" Gong Wan’er was startled, he pouted and said: "I was just curious, just like how those other netizens were curious about your wife and me, why not?"

A woman's gossiping mindset was usually more important than a man's, especially if she didn't have a job.

Gong Wan’er's current state perfectly explained this definition.

"What's there to be curious about? She's just a stranger." Mo Zhaoyun pinched Gong Wan’er's puffed up cheeks, and said in a serious tone: "I think you should be more curious about your husband, he has many aspects that you don't understand, this way you might learn more about your husband's gossip, this is what is closely related to you, understand?!"

Gong Wan’er made a face and laughed: "Mo Zhaoyun, you're almost like an old vinegar pot. You can even smell the sour smell from the cover!"

Mo Zhaoyun choked. He didn't really want to discuss this matter with his wife, but he felt that it was necessary to emphasize it.

"Since you know about my wife, why did you do it?" Mo Zhaoyun immediately went back and denounced Gong Wan’er, his eyes revealing a trace of sadness.

Gong Wan’er's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even know how to describe his current mood after seeing Mo Zhaoyun change his expression in a second.

"If you want to eat a woman's vinegar, then do you want to eat Mo Zhi's vinegar too?" Gong Wan’er thought for a moment, then immediately replied back, "Mo Zhi is your bamboo horse, he spends more time with you than me, I'll leave everything to him to do. Just looking at me make you feel that I'm unnecessary, you guys are the ones who truly love me!"

Gong Wan’er was not a rotten girl, but he had been watching TV frequently. Many male celebrities were peddlers, so it was quite interesting to watch. In the past, he had never thought about Mo Zhaoyun and Mo Zhi, but now that he thought about it, he felt that they were pretty … Sensory.

Gong Wan’er was shocked by her ridiculous thoughts. She was the only one who could make her husband and male assistant into a good wife!

Gong Wan’er was originally only joking, but this joke was not at all funny. To Mo Zhaoyun, it was a little scary, and he looked at his wife aggrieved, "If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have known that you were thinking this way. Wife, you are questioning my dignity as a man!"

Gong Wan’er was speechless. Why did it involve the dignity of a man?

"It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously. This society is too open-minded. Gender isn't a problem. It's fine as long as it's true love!" Gong Wan’er laughed dryly, and did not dare look at Mo Zhaoyun's expression.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at her wife, whose head was lowered with an uneasy expression. After a long while, she sighed faintly, "Wifey, in the future, you're not allowed to look at those random things!"

"What do you mean?" Gong Wan’er felt that he was a very obedient student. Even those movies were all forced by Liu Beibei to watch a little.

"What do you mean men?" Mo Zhaoyun's face darkened.

"You wronged me!" Gong Wan’er was shocked, and quickly cleared her throat: "I don't have that kind of hobby!"

Seeing Gong Wan’er's embarrassed look, Mo Zhaoyun laughed to himself, "Since you don't think Mo Zhi can do it, then I will send Mo Zhi to another department tomorrow. I don't need an assistant anymore."

Seeing Mo Zhaoyun's serious face, Gong Wan’er was shocked. If he really transferred Mo Zhi to another department, then wouldn't he have more work to do by himself?

"Are you kidding me?!" How can you be like this, Mo Zhi's working ability is so good, if I really transfer him away, wouldn't you be busier, or would you rather work than accompany me? "

They always said that pestering around was a woman's right, and Gong Wan’er couldn't be unreasonable in the past, but now, he realised that for her to pester others like this, he was actually very happy.

"My wife is innocent too, of course Mo Zhi's working ability is not bad, but it can't be compared to my wife's, he can't even compare to a hair on my wife's head!" It was as if Mo Zhaoyun was possessed by something, and words of love shouldn't go too smoothly for him.

Hearing that, Gong Wan’er was dumbstruck, he only felt goosebumps all over his body, twisting Mo Zhaoyun, and said seriously: "Honestly, hubby, you don't have to be like this, maybe your tyrannical CEO is too familiar, I think you have the potential to become Young Master Hua Xin like this!"

Mo Zhaoyun's face immediately darkened. He was not a man who revealed his feelings to others in the first place, if it wasn't to give Gong Wan’er a sense of security and trust in her, how could he possibly open his mouth to say such corny words?

"It's not a good habit to keep your mouth shut. Wife, even if I were to speak the truth, I wouldn't laugh at you." Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan’er with a serious expression, with ridicule in his eyes.

Gong Wan’er punched him angrily, and said angrily: "You are trying to reverse the situation, you are too annoying!"

's eyes flashed with a strange emotion. Suddenly, she reached out to embrace Gong Wan’er, and lowered her head to find her tender lips to kiss.

"Hey, don't …" Gong Wan’er powerlessly dodged and said in a small voice: "I haven't eaten yet …"

"I'll eat later. Let me eat my fill first, then I'll feed you!" Mo Zhaoyun muttered vaguely. He directly couldn't suppress Gong Wan’er's resistance and pressed her down on the sofa, kissing her fiercely.

Gong Wan’er looked at Mo Zhaoyun weakly, his mind was dizzy and he could not think of anything. He could only allow Mo Zhaoyun to do whatever he wanted to her, do whatever he wanted to her, and do whatever he wanted with her.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Gong Wan’er vaguely heard the doorbell ring, so she hurriedly pushed Mo Zhaoyun who was behind her and panted softly, "Summoning Yun, someone is knocking on the door."

"I didn't hear that..." Mo Zhaoyun angrily bit down, and a deep imprint appeared on her white skin.

"Hiss …" Gong Wan’er exhaled slightly. Although this bite wasn't painful, it was still very painful, she pinched Mo Zhaoyun, "Are you a puppy? Why are you still biting me …"

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

The doorbell continued. Mo Zhaoyun, who was pinching Gong Wan’er, paused for a moment, then raised his head to look at his daughter. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his desire could be clearly seen in his eyes.

"Look, the doorbell keeps ringing..." Before, Gong Wan’er was still immersed in Mo Zhaoyun's tenderness, but she was woken up by the unceasing ringing of the doorbell. It was even more impossible to ignore the fact that the doorbell was ringing.

"..." Mo Zhaoyun clenched his teeth, wishing that he could swallow his wife in front of him. The anger in his eyes could clearly be seen, and for the person who rang the doorbell, he was extremely annoyed.

"Huff …" Letting out a long breath, Mo Zhaoyun closed his eyes and ruthlessly quelled the restlessness in his body. After a while, he slowly got up, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had already regained their clarity.

Mo Zhaoyun held Gong Wan’er up, tidied up her clothes, and said indifferently: "I'll go open the door."

"Yes." Gong Wan’er's face was red, she grabbed the cup of water on the table and drank half a cup of water, finally calming down the fire in her body, the temperature of her face dropping.

The doorbell rang all the time, as if certain that there was someone inside.

Mo Zhaoyun opened the door, and upon seeing Chu Ning and Xuan Xuan outside, her face turned even colder, "Is there something you need?"

Chu Ning did not mind Mo Zhaoyun's cold attitude. She passed the box over and gently smiled: "Xuan Xuan and I made our own biscuits and chocolate today. Xuan Xuan had made them personally, and said that it was to give Mrs. Mo a taste."

Mo Zhaoyun took the box and looked at it, then said indifferently: "Thank you."

Seeing Mo Zhaoyun go to open the door, and not coming in even after a long time, Gong Wan’er also got up and went to the profound entrance. With a glance, he saw Chu Ning and the box in Mo Zhaoyun's hands.

When Xuan Xuan saw Gong Wan’er, he raised his smiling face and said to her a little bashfully, "Auntie, I made some biscuits and made some chocolate for you."

Gong Wan’er's gaze landed on the box in Mo Zhaoyun's hands and smiled gently. He lowered his head and touched Xuan Xuan's head, "Thank you, Xuan Xuan."

"Mm, you're welcome." Xuan Xuan blushed, his head lowered, embarrassed to look at Gong Wan’er.

After Chu Ning came out, her gaze quietly swept across her body. When she saw her red, swollen and tender lips, a stern look flashed past her eyes and she clenched her teeth, but she quickly recovered, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Zhaoyun impatiently raised his brows and looked at the mother and son outside, his voice carrying a hint of coldness, "Is there anything else?"

In the face of Mo Zhaoyun chasing people away so obviously, Chu Ning could only gently smile, as if she was extremely tolerant and helpless, and gently nodded to Gong Wan’er: "I won't disturb the two of you anymore."

With that, Chu Ning took Xuan Xuan upstairs and returned home.

With a cold expression, Mo Zhaoyun closed the door and left Gong Wan’er alone in the living room, then casually threw the box into the trash can.