The newly married husband wants to go home, which still makes Jiang Mo very uneasy. He is a lonely man and a widowed woman. He is in the same room, and he is a husband and wife. He is completely in a rhythm of something, and she is somewhat absent-minded when dealing with things.

However, such trepidation did not last long. After the meeting, the whole company received internal information. In the dense text about the company's personnel dispatch, Jiang Mo became a broker, which was very common and inconspicuous.

After three years of hard work, she finally stepped into the threshold of an agent. Naturally, Jiang Mo was excited. Looking for excellent and potential artists has become her most important job.

The trainee's training camp goes around, and each teacher's classroom goes around. At present, the company's small artists outside the third line browse it. As a result, as the dusk falls, they drag their tired body out of the company.

Standing in front of the door, Jiang Mo took out the key from her bag and suddenly thought of a very serious question. It seems that her newly married husband said she would go home tonight.

Raise your wrist and look at the time. It's six forty-five. Isn't it night?

The big boss is so busy that he may not have social intercourse. How can he get off work on time? I don't know if there's anything to eat in the refrigerator. I don't know if the boss would mind eating vegetable salad.

However, at the moment of opening the door and entering the room, the confused brain suddenly calmed down. The smell of meat came from the kitchen, and someone should be stewing.

Then he saw Mo Jingtian wearing a red and white plaid apron and a plate of shrimp in his hand. He came out of the kitchen, looked up at Jiang Mo standing at the door, and said in a warm voice, "wash your hands and eat."

"Oh? Oh. " Jiang mordant Leng put down his bag, changed his shoes, and subconsciously did it. Everything in front of him was illusory.

President of the hall, even cooking!

Stewed prawns, kelp ribs soup, stir fried broccoli, spicy tofu, shredded ginger. Home cooked dishes, not many each, enough for two people.

The dining table is very quiet. In recent years, Jiang Mo is the first time to go home from work and have dinner. There is a long lost excitement in the cold life.

She ate very satisfied, put down her chopsticks and looked at the handsome man sitting opposite. At this moment, she realized that she had a home, not a person.

"Are you urging me to eat quickly and then take a bath and rest?" Low alcohol voice with a smile, with the company's majestic cold, as if two people in general.

"Ah?" Ginger foam is a little confused.

"You stare at me like this because I went on a business trip after I got the certificate, and let you stay alone for a month? Urge me to fulfill my duties as husband and wife quickly Mo Jingtian put down his chopsticks and asked earnestly with a smile on his lips.

Ginger foam instant return to God, small face slightly red, repeatedly waved, "no, no, not like this."

Mo Jingtian no longer teases her, "there was something I had to deal with before, so I had to leave."

Is that an explanation?

Jiang Mo was a little surprised that the boss was explaining the itinerary to her! Wait, she looked up to meet the deep black eyes, "are you the president of Tianyu?"

Mo Jingtian some helpless, "don't you know in the morning?"

Yesterday, I was a migrant worker in ai'ai's future. Today, she is the president's wife. Such a rapid change has disrupted all her plans.

"Can we hide the news of our marriage?" The voice of ginger foam became weak.

Mo Jingtian frowned, "reason."

"I'm a company employee now. How can I work if everyone knows we're husband and wife?" Jiang Mo explained in a low voice.

"You don't have to work so hard." Mo Jingtian has a serious attitude.

"That won't work. I'm going to be a trump agent!" Jiang Mo immediately objected, his attitude was extremely firm, and even his voice was a little high.

"Just because of this?" Mo Jingtian raised his eyebrows and asked.