C167

Gong Wan’er was at a loss for words.

Mo Zhaoyun only had a "blind eye" impression of Chu Ning, but after hearing all these, Mo Zhaoyun felt that this woman was not a good person and completely belonged to the category of Gu Chen, Lin Wanxiang.

If Chu Ning really wanted to destroy Xuan Xuan's father's marriage, Xuan Xuan was undoubtedly the best weapon.

Chu Ning didn't even need to personally appear for Chu Ning to know that her father's marriage was in danger just by relying on Xuan Xuan.

"Stay away from her." Mo Zhaoyun kissed Gong Wan’er's small mouth, and said indifferently: "You just need to do your best."

"Yeah, I know, I just think …" Gong Wan’er sighed, and did not speak further.

Mo Zhaoyun didn't want to see his wife's emotions fluctuate because of others, so she immediately covered her mouth.

Gong Wan’er did not expect Mo Zhaoyun to suddenly kiss her. He was so shocked that she almost bit his tongue, which made it easier for Mo Zhaoyun to attack her.

After the kiss, Gong Wan’er gasped for breath as he stared at Mo Zhaoyun who had a normal expression.

As Mo Zhaoyun patted Gong Wan’er's back to ease her anger, he said helplessly: "Wifey, your vital capacity needs to be improved!"

Gong Wan’er snorted, "Then it can only be exchanged for a lung!"

Hearing that, Mo Zhaoyun replied unhurriedly: "However, I will not mind either. My lung capacity is very good, a husband and wife need to take advantage of each other!"

"How shameless!" Gong Wan’er's face reddened as he glared at Mo Zhaoyun. However, she sat obediently in his embrace and did not dare move, as she was afraid that Little Mo, who had already raised her head, would eat her up.

It was good to really think about it. Once again, Gong Wan’er felt that he would really want to scratch Mo Zhaoyun to death.

Mo Zhaoyun felt his wife's stiff body and intentionally pinched Gong Wan’er's waist, he smiled lovingly: "Alright, go play, I still have some documents to take care of."

As if he was relieved from a burden, Gong Wan’er hurriedly got up and ran over to the sofa to sit down. He hugged a pillow in shock and heaved a sigh of relief.

A hint of a smile flashed past Mo Zhaoyun's eyes, and then he threw himself into his work with all his heart.

Gong Wan’er did not take Chu Ning's matter to heart. After all, it had nothing to do with him, just like what Mo Zhaoyun said, they were just people unrelated to each other.

They probably talked too much about Chu Ning today. After work, Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun actually met Chu Ning who had just finished work in the elevator.

"Boss Mo, Mrs. Mo." Chu Ning smiled gently and courteously.

Gong Wan’er also nodded slightly and smiled.

Even though Mo Zhaoyun thought that they didn't know each other's eyes, in a small space filled with three people, Chu Ning was still very self-aware and didn't say anything more. She quietly stood in the corner and her slightly lowered gaze seemed to be looking at her own shoes.

Gong Wan’er was completely clueless about this, she held onto Mo Zhaoyun's arm, suddenly thought of something, and laughed: "I've already eaten, what are you going to do?"

It was also because Gong Wan’er and Liu Beibei were too good at chatting, that the pot went from lunch to lunch.

"What do you think?" Mo Zhaoyun glanced at Gong Wan’er, his face gloomy.

Gong Wan’er immediately admitted her mistake and said in a tender voice, "I'm sorry, it's been a long time since I last ate with Bei Bei. I forgot the time when I was chatting because I was too excited.

Mo Zhaoyun acutely noticed that Gong Wan’er said "next time be careful", and not "no". He squinted his eyes slightly, and revealed a smile with the corner of his mouth raised, "What should we do next time if we offend you?"

Gong Wan’er was startled, he did not understand what Mo Zhaoyun meant, and blinked his eyes blankly, "What do you mean again?"

Mo Zhaoyun lowered his head to look at her cute appearance, and wished for nothing more than to rub it into his arms and give it a good hug. However, with Chu Ning, this "unknown eye" person, he could only suppress the impulse in his heart with difficulty, and said expressionlessly: "If you don't pay attention to this next time, and something like today happens, what will you do?"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Gong Wan’er gasped, he was obviously very surprised, and then he pouted his lips and said unhappily: "How can I guarantee anything in the future, you are making things difficult for me!"

"Then what about next time? What are you going to do this time?" Mo Zhaoyun changed a question from being a good person.

Gong Wan’er could probably guess what Mo Zhaoyun wanted to hear, "Eh …"

Mo Zhaoyun slightly raised his brows, and asked with a smile on his face: "Is this going to be difficult?"

Gong Wan’er lowered her head and pretended to be an ostrich, just that she did not speak, and just happened to reach the bottom floor of the elevator. She heaved a sigh of relief and quickly dragged Mo Zhaoyun out of the elevator.

Chu Ning slowly walked out of the elevator, his eyes squinted as she looked at the couple walking in front. She suddenly thought of something, and smiled, his eyes full of ridicule.

Gong Wan’er pretended to be an ostrich for the entire journey, and just as he entered the house, he quickly slipped into his room and changed his clothes, as if he had completely forgotten her husband who still hadn't eaten.

Looking at his wife who slipped away faster than a rabbit, Mo Zhaoyun was confused, "Gong Wan’er, your crime is even higher than that!"

Just as Gong Wan’er finished changing her clothes, she heard the sound of a door opening, and immediately after, she saw Mo Zhaoyun, who had also entered the room to change his clothes.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at his wife who looked as though she was facing a great enemy. He slightly raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Why …"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by a melodious ringtone.

Gong Wan’er anxiously took out his phone from his bag, looked at the caller ID, then looked at Mo Zhaoyun: "It's Mom's number."

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyun was not surprised at all. Ever since he had a daughter-in-law, the number of times his mother called him had plummeted.

Gong Wan’er picked up the phone, his throat still somewhat dry, "Mom."

"Evening, is your throat uncomfortable? Why does it sound a bit strange?" Mo’s Mother asked so sharply the moment he opened his mouth.

Gong Wan’er peeked at Mo Zhaoyun who was undressing, and his eyes landed on his firm abs. He was blushing slightly, but his eyes did not shift, and somehow, he gave a guilty cough, and replied: "I just got home, I'm a little thirsty, and I'll be fine after drinking a bit of water."

After a slight pause, he asked, "Mom, is there something you need?"

"Your father and I have already decided on our route. We plan to leave in two days. I'll let you know." Mo’s Mother laughed very happily.

"Then I'll send you off. Mom, have you booked all these tickets?" With regards to the matter of the two elders travelling abroad, although Gong Wan’er agreed, he was still a little worried.

"It's already booked. You don't have to come and send us to the airport at noon the day after tomorrow. It'll be fine as long as the driver takes your dad and me there."

Gong Wan’er frowned slightly, glanced at Mo Zhaoyun, and coincidentally met his gaze. She said in a low voice: "Mom and Dad's flight ticket to foreign countries the day after tomorrow."

Mo Zhaoyun slightly raised his brows, as if he was somewhat surprised that his parents would act so quickly.

"I'll send Mom and Dad off with you the day after tomorrow."

"Mn," Gong Wan’er nodded his head, and said into the phone: "Mom, the day after tomorrow, I will come with Summoning Yun to send you off, we will come back home tomorrow."

"No need, isn't summoning Yun a busy project recently? Let him work hard, your dad and I can't do it, no need to send him off!" Mo’s Mother didn't want to trouble his son and daughter-in-law at all, especially with his son working so hard.

Gong Wan’er looked at Mo Zhaoyun, and said helplessly: "Mom, you also know Zhuan Yun's temper. Since he said that he would send him off, then he definitely will, there's nothing I can do about it."

In fact, Gong Wan’er was also being a bit shameless, but she was not the kind of person to believe everything others said, not to mention what her mother-in-law said.

Mo’s Mother did not want his son and daughter-in-law to send him off, the most important thing was to love his son. If Gong Wan’er really agreed to not send him off, it would seem like nothing much, but after doing this kind of thing a few times, no matter how good the relationship was, it would still be stiff.

It was clear that Mo’s Mother knew Mo Zhaoyun's temperament, that was why she did not persist after hearing Gong Wan’er's words, and happily agreed.

After hanging up, Gong Wan’er looked at Mo Zhaoyun and asked: "Is it okay if you don't go to the company the day after tomorrow?"

Although she promised to send her in-laws on the plane, she knew that Mo Zhaoyun was really busy. He was able to return home on time not only because of the endless work he did at work, but also because of the endless work he did.

"Don't worry, with Mo Zhi around, there won't be any problems for the whole morning." Mo Zhaoyun replied indifferently, and turned to walk into the living room, "I'll go cook some noodles."

As he mentioned about eating, Gong Wan’er recalled the conversation he had in the elevator. He laughed dryly and chased Mo Zhaoyun to the kitchen, hugging his sturdy waist and saying tenderly: "Let me make you some noodles."

Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan’er, and touched her lips with his finger, and replied indifferently: Yes.

"Then go out and wait." Gong Wan’er pushed Mo Zhaoyun out of the kitchen and started working by himself.

Mo Zhaoyun walked around the living room, then returned to the kitchen, smiling as he watched his wife work hard for him. Although it was a very normal thing, it made him feel happy and at peace, probably because of the peace and quiet that he had experienced so many years ago.

"Wife." Mo Zhaoyun walked forward, and embraced her from behind Gong Wan’er. His chin gently rested on her shoulder, he took a deep breath and said gently, "I love you, Night."

Gong Wan’er's body froze up slightly, his hand was almost evaporated by the water vapor, he anxiously threw his noodles into the pot, he then started to confess, but he could not care about anything else, he immediately grabbed the hand and looked carefully, and upon realising that he was not scalded, he did not know whether to laugh or cry and said: "My wife, it's rare for me to have feelings, can you be more powerful?"

Gong Wan’er was a little upset, he pouted and said unhappily: "Can't you choose a different place? I'm down there, didn't I get scared when you suddenly said all this? "

Gong Wan’er felt wronged, but he also felt wronged, staring at Mo Zhaoyun, he complained: "Mo Zhaoyun, you were breaking the rules just now!"

Mo Zhaoyun laughed helplessly, his expression becoming gentler as he asked in a good-natured manner, "How did I break the rules?"