Chapter 54：

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Kong Ming's face was dumbfounded: "!!!"

Mo Yifan's face was dumbfounded: "!!!"

Suddenly, Kong Ming realized what he was spitting out, lying on the armrest of the sofa, feeling weak: "Send me to the hospital for gastric lavage."

Mo Yifan checked the Internet calmly and carefully compared the "milk tablets" in his hand with the online product charts. He said to Kong Ming, who was struggling to climb up, "You don't need to go to the hospital and wait for you to metabolize out of the body. "

Kong Ming, who just thought he was about to die, questioned: "Are you reliable?"

Mo Yifan: "Of course."

Kong Ming howled: "Do you trust me to eat facial mask paper? Or, do you think I'm not pleasing to the eyes and want to take advantage of this late night to kill me?"

Mo Yifan rested his chin on his finger, thoughtfully: "If you want to start with you, you will never choose to be at home, I am afraid I will dirty my carpet."

Kong Ming: "..."

There is an MMP in my heart, I don't know what to say and what to say.

Kong Ming unconsciously checked the composition of the mask paper before slowly coming out of the shadow of his early death. I don't know if it is my own illusion. Kong Ming always feels a foreign body in his stomach, but his face has calmed down.

Mo Yifan has a good time: "Say the right thing."

Kong Ming drew a cigarette in his mouth and spread his hands towards Mo Yifan: "I'll bite, so I'll do it. There's no smell of smoke and my mind is not clear."

Mo Yifan allowed it silently, then went on to the topic: "Is there any other plan on the piece of land in the west of the city?"

Kong Ming bit his cigarette holder, seemingly smiling: "Your nephew's ability is good, but unfortunately bad luck."

Mo Yifan looked at his palm: "It's also a kind of ability to catch on time, it's nothing to regret."

...

When Mo Yifan sent Kong Ming out, it was already midnight.

Standing on the porch, Kong Ming stepped out the threshold and pulled out the lighter immediately, lit the cigarette and took a sip. It wasn't until the tobacco incense filled the entire lung that he satisfactorily squinted his eyes and looked back, spit out a cigarette slowly.

Mo Yifan in the wheelchair was inside the door, and he slammed the door expressionlessly, separating the white smoke outside the door.

Kong Ming: "..."

Biting the cigarette **** hard, the cigarette ash with Mars drifted along the cold wind, and it was blown away in a blink of an eye. It was hard to find traces, just like Kong Ming who came to visit tonight.

Kong Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the end of the cigarette as Mars breathed brightly and darkly: "Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, merciless and meaningless, it is exactly the same as the rumor ..."

Kong Ming, who had bowed his head for a long time, remembered that he didn't eat hard and hard. When he saw himself, he first ran an unrecorded Yun Xiuyao. He was very upset: "Someone like this can get a wife?

Kong Ming raised his collar to cover the cold wind, and only a few steps out of the iron door. A black Volkswagen model quietly passed slowly by Kong Ming. Kong Ming directly opened the rear seat door and got into the car. The car immediately drove away and merged into Rumo Night.

Mo Yifan, who had returned to the study, got up from the wheelchair and stood in front of the heavy floor curtains with one hand in his pockets. He just stretched out his fingers and wanted to slightly open a gap, but stopped before the fingertips touched the curtains. Down.

How long haven't you been standing and breathing outside air?

Mo Yifan looked sideways at the stack of wedding planning materials resting on the desk. One of the wedding dress books was not fully closed, revealing a piece of white lace ribbon hanging quietly on the edge of the desk.

This was when last time I went to the Tang family, Lin Tong couldn't help but say that a large pile of information was stuffed into Mo Yifan's arms, and ordered him to discuss the wedding plan with Tang Xinyu as soon as possible. The wedding of her Lin Tong's daughter must be grand and cannot justify the incident.

Mo Yifan owes Tang Xinyu a perfect wedding, not a groom in a wheelchair.

Mo Yifan pondered for a moment, but he couldn't care what time it was now. He pulled out his phone and dialed Chuan's phone.

Chu An ’s voice was very excited, as if still in the nightlife of drunkenness and death, shouting with his throat in the noisy music on the phone: "Why? Ca n’t sleep without arms around his wife? Or come out together, hi! "

Mo Yifan was not tempted at all, with a serious expression: "You find a quiet place, I have something to say."

When Chu An heard Mo Yifan's unwavering voice, he immediately quelled his untruthfulness, greeted the people next to him, held his mobile phone, and squeezed through the crowd of people standing shoulder to shoulder. I took the car key and got into the car. As soon as the door was closed, the whole atmosphere was dignified.

Chu An wondered slightly: "What happened in the middle of the night?"

Mo Yifan did not play Tai Chi with Chu An: "Notify Stian there, other projects are suspended, and try to cut off the land in the west of the city."

Chu An took out his ears incredulously: "No, Mo Shao! The younger sister-in-law just went back to the Lin's house for a while, and you have lost heart to this point. You did not tell me last time. The ups and downs, do n’t you need to talk to the land in the west of the city for a while? How long has it been since your nerves were too serious? Or else I ’ll go to the Lin ’s home tomorrow and pick up your sister-in-law? ”

Mo Yifan said in a deep voice: "The strategy has changed. I want to have a good fight with Mo Lanqing."

Chu An still didn't think it was appropriate. He heard Mo Yifan talk about the risks in the western part of the city. No matter what stimulus Mo Yifan was getting today, he started to get angry, and he had to stop it!

Chu An firmly expressed his disagreement: "As a partner of Steen, I voted against you, you ..."

"I'm tired of sitting in a wheelchair." Mo Yifan interrupted Chu An's lengthy remarks decisively, and the tone was like a strong cold wind that swept the sky and snow. "The sword's sharp edge has been hidden for too long, and it should be rusted."

Chu An suddenly realized that Mo Yifan meant it.

Mo Yifan didn't want to wait any longer to fish slowly. He decided to take this opportunity to rub Mo Lanqing's sharpness and teach him how to be a man.

Chu An was silent for a long while, and he vigorously photographed the center console of the car: "Okay! I'll lay down my life with the gentleman!"

Mo Yifan, who hung up the phone, gently lifted the white lace hanging from the desk and wrapped it around his fingertips circle by circle. The movement is soft, like caressing the hair of a lover. The white lace is delicate and soft, and the decoration must look good on the wedding dress.

Mo Yifan thought this way, his lip line raised slightly.

Early the next morning, Lin Wensen drove to pick Mo Yifan to Mo Shi. When he first left the capital of Yulong, Mo Yifan ordered: "Go to Tongfeng Technology."

Lin Wensen hit the steering wheel smoothly, and his heart secretly sighed with relief: President Mo is going to pick up Mrs. Mo's home, right? Great!

While waiting for the traffic light, Lin Wensen couldn't control his hand. In the WeChat group of the Secretariat, he quietly sent a meteorological expression of "low pressure is leaving".

Many messages popped up one after another in the WeChat group.

"Sen brother, will the lady boss return to Yulong capital today?"

"Wow ~ It's been a long time since the water went back, so it should be gone ~~"

"From today, Yang Chaoyue is no longer my transfer symbol, I will worship the boss lady!"

"Are you sure Mr. Mo will be happy to see the red charm of the boss lady on your desk?"

...

Lin Wensen started the car in a relaxed mood, and inexplicably felt that any traffic jams during the peak hours of work this morning would not arouse any irritability!

When Mo Yifan entered the Tongfeng Science and Technology Building, a lot of fans got their eyes on the way. Even when walking past them, they still feel the sound of candid photos behind them.

Some people whisper.

"Wow, I really envy President Tang, beautiful and capable, and her husband is romantic!"

"Wipe your saliva, you can't even dream of it."

"I came to the company early in the morning to sprinkle dog food, and I still let people live? Can I apply for a work injury to the leader?"

...

Mo Yifan, who is so eloquent, doesn't quite understand the thinking of young girls now. He came to the company early in the morning to meet his wife. Is this romance? But Mo Yifan felt that it was acceptable to add a romantic label to himself.

Mo Yifan in the elevator sniffed softly and asked, "Xiaolin, did you spray perfume today?"

Xiao Lin quickly denied: "Mo, President, you know me, I don't have that habit."

Mo Yifan smelled the dark fragrance floating in the elevator, and did not delve further.

When the elevator door opened, Mo Yifan finally understood the smell of the elevator and the countless attention-grabbing gifts received all the way.

On the floor of Tang Xinyu's office, from the elevator door to the office, both sides are filled with warm yellow plum flowers, and the fragrance is secretly revealed. A cluster of wax plums next to a cluster, basically leaving no gaps, stuffed the entire office area, leaving only a middle path for one person to go directly to the entrance of the Tangxinyu office.

Mo Yifan turned his head to ask Lin Wensen, who knew that Lin Wensen praised with satisfaction: "Mo President, you still have such romantic feelings. Mo Mo rest assured that his wife would be happy to see these.

I was about to ask if Lin Wensen had prepared Mo Yifan for him: "..."

Suddenly there is a feeling of being green? !

"Ding Dong--"

The elevator rang again.

An employee of a flower shop cautiously withdrew two bottles of La Mei from the flower arrangement and exited the elevator carefully.

Mo Yifan's tone is cold, and there seems to be some scum: "Who is the person who ordered the flowers?"

Lin Wensen: "!!!"

Just two minutes after the sunny day, what kind of sour experience is it when the low air pressure turns back immediately? !

The employee of the flower shop was startled by the sudden sound, looked at the man in the wheelchair, and hesitated: "Excuse me, is Miss Tang Xinyu here? Ask her to sign out for flowers."

Since Zhou Yichen's face fell, Mo Yifan felt that things were different from what they had originally thought. In the early morning, did the generous romantic declaration come from Mozambique?

Things suddenly went in a bad direction.

Zhou Zichen stabilized his mind and directed the employees of the flower shop to put down the plum blossom in his hand: "Does the florist leave any cards?"

The employee of the flower shop took out a pale pink card with both hands: "Is Miss Tang not here? This needs to be signed by me."

Mo Yifan grabbed it directly, and quickly removed the light yellow ribbon outside the card with his fingertips.

The employee of the florist was anxious and wanted to grab the customer's things back, but he took a step and was afraid of the lingering chills emanating from the man in front of him, and flinched back.

Mo Yifan read the card with ten lines at a glance, and sneered.

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