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"This is my son, Ming Xuan. My daughter, Ming Rou, is about the same age as you." Zhang Dong laughed and said: "Boss Mo, you are only a few years older. If you meet me in the future, remember to take care of it.

Zhang Ming and Zhang Mingrou could even see each other's emotions clearly, let alone Mo Zhaoyun.

With regards to the meaning behind Zhang Dong's words, Mo Zhaoyun merely replied indifferently: "With Zhang Dong watching over you, why would you need a junior to look after you?"

This was the meaning of rejection.

Hearing Mo Zhaoyun's words, the Zhang Dong was still smiling merrily, he could not make out any other emotions, but Zhang Ming Xuan and Zhang Mingrou were not so calm, their faces immediately became ugly, but in the end they did not let it out, obviously trying to intimidate the Zhang Dong, the father.

Zhang Dong didn't seem to be annoyed, he only let out a long and sincere sigh and said helplessly: "This old man is old, and now is the young man's time. If my children are half as powerful as Boss Mo, how can I not be embarrassed?"

Zhang Mingxuan was not satisfied with his biological father's belittling, it was just that all of the dissatisfaction was directed towards Mo Zhaoyun, so even if Gong Wan’er did not look, he could feel the two resentful gazes directed at him.

"Zhang Dong is too kind, a tiger father does not have a dog son, Zhang Dong need not belittle himself." Mo Zhaoyun said.

Zhang Dong smiled in agreement, and easily changed the topic, talking about the matter at the market.

Gong Wan’er lowered his eyes, bored out of his mind as he looked at the people around him, when he suddenly felt that someone was looking at her, he raised his head and accidentally knocked into a pair of eyes that were filled with disgust.

When Gong Wan’er saw clearly who the owner of those eyes were, he only felt baffled. This was clearly his first time seeing them, why was there so much resentment directed at her?

"Where is the Mrs. Mo located at?" Zhang Mingrou suddenly said. She was dressed in high heels and was not taller than Gong Wan’er, she raised her chin slightly, and looked at him with her eyes closed, with a haughty expression.

"I just graduated and haven't found a job yet." Gong Wan’er replied indifferently.

He didn't want to be exchanged for Zhang Mingrou's disdainful sneer, "So you're saying, that Mrs. Mo doesn't have a job now, and is only a housewife?"

Zhang Mingrou's words were filled with malice, it was impossible for Gong Wan’er to pretend that she didn't hear them. A few traces of annoyance immediately appeared in her heart, and her expression became slightly cold: "So what if I am?"

After Mo Zhaoyun was entangled by the Zhang Dong and talked about some work matters, he heard Zhang Mingrou's words and his face turned serious. However, after thinking about how his wife was not a soft bumpkin, he had no plans to interfere, and only silently made a note for Zhang Mingrou in his heart.

"Nothing." Zhang Mingrou looked at Gong Wan’er with disdain, and said with a sarcastic tone: "I just didn't expect that the famed Boss Mo, who was in the market, would actually marry such an ordinary woman, who could not be of any help!"

"Ha!" Gong Wan’er laughed out loud. He straightened his back and looked down at Zhang Mingrou, this little shorty, from above.

"There are a lot of things that Miss Zhang did not expect. I have someone that loves me dearly and takes shares in the company as a director. I don't want to be a strong woman just because I'm tired of working so hard. Why are you talking so much about my husband's company?"

"My father's company belongs to my brother. My daughter, who is married off to him, has a share of the shares, and at the end of the year, she will receive a share of the profits. Compared to Ms. Zhang who holds shares and works in the company, my dream of becoming a strong woman is different. I like to be a housewife and follow around my husband!"

"Miss Zhang, as an outsider, isn't it a bit impolite for you to ask me about matters between husband and wife?"

Zhang Mingrou did not hide her disgust towards Gong Wan’er at all, her words were extremely unkind, even though Gong Wan’er had retaliated against him, Mo Zhaoyun was still angry, with a gloomy face, his expression was cold, "I love my wife very much, so I hope to be able to see her from time to time, and do not wish for her work to distract her attention, am I satisfied with the answer?"

"You!" Zhang Mingrou never thought that Mo Zhaoyun would suddenly say something, and even mercilessly criticize her, causing her to lose face. He was so angry that his face immediately flushed red, and he felt wronged in his heart, staring at Gong Wan’er angrily, but he did not dare to say anything unreasonable in front of his father.

"Alright." He looked at Mo Zhaoyun with his blurry but bright eyes, as if he was ashamed. He sighed: "This daughter of mine has been spoiled too much, words always go beyond the brain, Boss Mo, don't mind her."

Mo Zhaoyun smiled, and said indifferently: "Miss Zhang is not young anymore."

Although Mo Zhaoyun did not say it explicitly, he did not buy Zhang Dong's excuse, and his expression was also filled with ridicule.

"Boss Mo is right, Ming Rou is indeed not young anymore." Zhang Dong's expression was gentle as he smiled lightly: "It's just that I only have this kind of daughter, so it's hard to avoid spoiled his a little. Boss Mo is currently a married man, so when I have a child in the future, I'll understand how I feel."

Mo Zhaoyun smiled but did not speak, if he had a daughter, even if he was pampered, he would definitely not be so rude.

Because of Zhang Mingrou, the Zhang Dong did not speak anymore, and quickly led Zhang Mingrou and Zhang Mingxuan away.

Mo Zhaoyun no longer had the interest to socialize, so he pulled Gong Wan’er back to the table, ready to feed him.

As Gong Wan’er ate the Mango Ding, he looked at Zhang Dong and his children casually walking around the banquet hall while mumbling to himself, "He really is an old fox."

"Ignore those who are unrelated." Mo Zhaoyun looked at the three of them with a cold glint in his eyes.

"I just think that Zhang Mingrou is a little retarded." Gong Wan’er casually said as he bit a watermelon. With a smile, he fed a piece to Mo Zhaoyun. "It's very sweet, eat one."

Mo Zhaoyun ate the watermelon that Gong Wan’er passed to him, and in the next moment, the husband and wife pair hid in a corner and spoke sweet words to each other, and it was quickly time for the banquet to end.

There were quite a few people surrounding Zhang Dong, so Mo Zhaoyun only took a glance from afar, not really interested in greeting them. Very quickly, he brought Gong Wan’er and left.

"Can you still eat it?" Mo Zhaoyun looked worriedly at Gong Wan’er's bulging stomach, afraid that she would be bloated.

Gong Wan’er rubbed his stomach, and fawningly smiled at Mo Zhaoyun, "I can, even if I eat a lot of fruits, I will only eat a little, okay?"

In the end, Mo Zhaoyun was not able to bear Gong Wan’er's request and drove to the night market, where Mo Zhaoyun got off the car and bought some barbeque type snacks for him to eat.

As if he had gotten his wish, Gong Wan’er ate a snack in a good mood. On the way home, he nestled in the passenger seat and rubbed his stomach, in order to not feel uncomfortable when he went back to sleep.

"Huh?" Passing through the red light, Gong Wan’er unintentionally glanced outside the window, and accidentally saw a slightly familiar face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zhaoyun followed Gong Wan’er's gaze and looked over, and frowned slightly.

However, before Gong Wan’er could see it clearly, the green light lit up and the car quickly drove forward, quickly passing by them.

"Just now at the red light, there was a car parked beside us. It looked like Su Rui was sitting inside, it was the college girl that I met at the gym." Gong Wan’er thought about the scene he had just witnessed and frowned slightly. "They're kissing."

The most important thing was that the car Su Rui was riding in was not cheap, Gong Wan’er had seen the price list before, it cost over two million.

Mo Zhaoyun's heart flashed with unhappiness, and told his what he had just seen, "That man is the Chen family's Vice President."

Gong Wan’er was very surprised, he opened his eyes wide, and then recalled what Su Rui had said before. She sighed helplessly: "Young and ignorant!"

Mo Zhaoyun laughed, and did not say anything else. Although his wife was kind, she was not a saint, and he had only known her for a short period of time. If he were to ask about other people's private matters, it would only cause him to feel disgust, so even if Gong Wan’er saw this, he would not say anything.

This matter was quickly forgotten by the couple. Due to him wearing high heels, Gong Wan’er was extremely tired. He went home to wash up quickly before going to bed.

Mo Zhaoyun was also unable to pull his exhausted wife away to do some intimate things and finally got a good night's sleep.

After waking up the next morning, Mo Zhaoyun received Mo’s Mother's call to report his safety to him. After giving him a few instructions, he was hung up by the impatient papa Mo.

Seeing that the call was suddenly ended, Mo Zhaoyun could only smile helplessly.

He would often work overtime, and sometimes wouldn't even have time to eat. If not for Gong Wan’er who watched over him every day, perhaps he would eat three meals a day.

Gong Wan’er was originally sitting on the sofa reading books when he suddenly heard the sound of a wheel. He raised his head and saw Mo Zhaoyun walking over and sitting beside her.

"Are you tired? Let me give you a ring." Gong Wan’er saw the exhaustion on Mo Zhaoyun's face and felt his heart ache.

The high intensity work was giving Mo Zhaoyun a headache. He laid on the sofa, put his head on Gong Wan’er's thighs and closed his eyes to rest.

Gong Wan’er gently pressed his head, thinking back to the phone call he received from his father, and then softly said: "I haven't seen my father for a long time, I want to go back and have a meal with my father."

After that, Gong Wan’er called to ask about the Zhang Dong's birthday banquet. Although Gong Jiande did not speak the truth, she still asked him about it in the end.

It was all because of Hao Jinzhi that shesheespised being dressed cheaply and having her jewelry cheaply. She started to make a ruckus with Gong Jiande, infuriating Gong Jiande, not only did she not allow Hao Jinzhi to go to the banquet, he even did not go out herself.

When Gong Wan’er found out what happened, he was also speechless at Hao Jinzhi's actions.

"I'll accompany you back after work." Mo Zhaoyun slowly opened his eyes, smiled at Gong Wan’er, and said gently: "I know you're worried about Dad, but don't worry, Hao Jinzhi is constrained by Dad's financial situation, and can't think of any tricks right now, at most, it'll be a little harsh."