Chapter 2108: I'm desperate with him

This time, all of Bai Mo's face and lizi were lost in front of this quasi-lover.

Bai Mo, who was pushed back to the small apartment by Bai Fu, was so irritable that he wanted to lift the roof.

He first called Leng Ye; Leng Ye said that he couldn't be the master. Everything had to be obeyed by Father Bai!

Bai Mo then called the deputy general manager of Yezhuang. After a brief greeting from the deputy general manager, the deputy general manager honestly told him: No one can help me! Maybe it helped Bai Mo's defeat.

Bai Mo, who was still dead, called the director of the finance department again. The director also gave the grandfather face that the transfer from the group account would not work. He transferred 30,000 yuan to Bai Mo in a private name for emergency use.

30,000 yuan ... 30,000 yuan!

He was a grand-prince who was so rich in money that he had to end up relying on employees for help?

Not only did this face crackle, but it even scratched it.

Bai Mo suffocated in his heart!

He was irritable, picked up the mobile phone that he had smashed on the sofa, and called Master Bai.

He should ask the old man carefully: Is this really to play with him? Isn't he really planning to ask him to be his grandson? Still want to starve him here?

But the phone call has not been connected in the past, but was interrupted by Bai Mo.

Because such a question is meaningless, it will only make your face beat more loud and more painful!

Glancing at the prince in the living room, Bai Fu explained and went downstairs to throw away the trash.

By the time of throwing garbage, Bai Fu quickly called Yuan Duoduo.

"Ma'am, come back soon! Master, he has a big fire!"

"What's wrong with Bai Mo? Does it hurt the leg again?"

Yuan Duoduo in his cell phone asked anxiously. She was really worried that Bai Mo lived in her humble apartment. And he was so coquettish.

"No ... Master ... He ..."

Bai Fu hesitated to tell Yuan Duoduo about the young master's meeting with his rival. Maybe after listening to Grandma, maybe he would quarrel with Grandma again.

The young grandma and the young master are still inseparable. If his little report really completely divorced him, he would be guilty of guilt.

"What's wrong with Bai Mo? Afu, can you tell me?" Yuan Duoduo urged.

"Grandma, Grandma just ... just went to the writer and Mr.!"

After measuring, Bai Fu still decided to confess to Yuan Duoduo. This young master will keep getting angry, which is not conducive to the rehabilitation of his leg.

"Mr. Writer? Which writer?"

Yuan Duoduo first stumbled, then thought of literary men. Unfortunately, she didn't even know his name.

"That is Mr. Liu Caijun."

"Liu Caijun?" God, even the names of others have been inquired, "Why did Bai Mo go to him?"

"What else can you do to find a rival? Of course, it is to declare the young master's ownership of you!"

Bai Fuchao glanced at the entrance to the hallway, "Master fights with that writer and Mr.!"

"Ah? Fighting? Why is this happening?"

Upon hearing that Bai Mo was still hurting his leg and fighting with others, Yuan Duoduo was anxious. "Afu, how can you let Bai Mo fight with others? Has Bai Mo been injured?"

"Fortunately, I persuaded the shelf in time! But the writer's wrist was really strong, and the master's wrist was twisted by him, and it was all bruised!"

When Bai Fuduo said this, Yuan Duoduo's heart was anxious, "Then I will go back immediately! You take good care of Bai Mo, don't let him go out!"

What's this about? Yuan Duoduo didn't expect Bai Mo to go to that literary man!

Besides, he was unfamiliar with that literary man. What did he go to look for?

What other ‘love rival’? There isn't even a skit in it, let alone a slap!

When Yuan Duoduo rushed back to the small apartment, Bai Mo had fallen asleep in the room. So she asked Bai Fu for all the details.

Yuan Duoduo originally wanted to go into the room to see Bai Mo, who was almost beaten and tortured, but after listening to Bai Fu's details, he changed his mind.

This ‘love rival’ has come from nowhere, even her party Yuan Yuanduo did n’t know?

Is your love rival? Then she will acquiesce!

Yuan Duoduo just told Bai Fu to take good care of Bai Mo and not let him get hurt twice before leaving.

"Ma'am, are you leaving now?"

Bai Fu pointed to the room. "Master, he just fell asleep, you're all here, so go and see him!"

Yuan Duoduo just glanced towards the room slightly: "I won't go in to see him! There's nothing good to see! By the way, if Bai Mo wakes up and asks, you say I have never been!"

"Grandma ... Grandma ..."

Seeing Yuan Duoduo turned away, Bai Fu bowed his head in frustration.

"Is Yuan Duoduo just now?"

After a cold look, Bai Fu saw Bai Mo jumping on one foot to the door.

"Master? Why are you awake?"

"I asked if you were Yuan Douduo just now?" Bai Mo's face was a little grim.

"Yes ... it's grandma!" Bai Fu muttered.

"Looks like you told her everything I did, right?" Bai Mo bit the word.

"No ... no ... Grandma asked if you were hurt."

Bai Fuzhen regrets telling his grandmother truthfully. He really didn't expect Grandma to leave without caring about asking the young master.

"Bai Fu, Bai Fu, do you want me to raise my head in front of everyone? I don't want to lose face?" Bai Mo shouted at Bai Fu with a little anger.

"Bai Mo, what's your temper? Why is Bai Fu wrong? What do you blame him for!"

Angrily Bai Moo was Yuan Duoduo who returned and said, "If you lose yourself outside, just take the one who cares most about you?"

"Duoduo? You ... why are you back?"

Bai Mo was a little awkward. It has been miserable to be beaten in the face of his love rival; the most humiliating one is to lose face again in front of Yuan Duoduo.

"Bai Mo, you have to wait until your legs are good, and then go to the shelf with others! That's a bigger chance!"

Yuan Duoduo did not agree with Bai Mo that he was innocent with the literary man. Because it is not necessary at all.

"Duoduo, if you want to scold, just scold, if you want to train! Anyway, I just can't see you and other men!"

Bai Mo took a deep breath, "If I can't spend that literary artist with money, I will desperately follow him!"

"..." Yuan Duoduo suddenly stopped talking.

She would like to point at Bai Mo's nose and scold: We are all divorced. What qualifications do you have for me and other men? But when she saw Bai Mo's stubborn look, she couldn't say anything.