Chapter 337

Mo Chongyan frowned slightly and said softly, "do you know?"

Tan Yutong was silent for a moment, frowned slightly, thought about it, and finally shook his head gently, saying:

"no, I don't know."

Tan Yutong said the truth, although she has not been living at the top of the food chain, but in the end is not living at the bottom of the food chain, her life, has always been carefree, where will know so much.

However, compared with Mo Chongyan, she had more contact with life, so now she would take it for granted to say such words.

"So wife, actually we are the same people."

Mo Chongyan looked at the skirt in the window and said to tan Yutong:

"the style of that skirt certainly looks good, but with your identity, its grade is not enough. I'm not the kind of person who has to have a famous brand to match you, but I won't sell you a small brand that doesn't even have any fame."

Tan Yutong pursed her lips, as if to say something, but after seeing Mo Chongyan, she swallowed the words that had already reached her mouth.

Mo Chongyan has a saying that is right. It should be said that his saying is very right.

Tan Yutong is not a person without fame, nor does she have to wear a famous brand. However, due to her identity, ordinary brands can still be accepted reluctantly. But once it is such a small brand without any fame, naturally

I can't say I'm not worthy of it. After all, I can't go out to meet people.

If Mo Chongyan himself, it doesn't matter. As long as he is happy enough, other things, naturally, are not so important.

But once the name of Mo Chongyan's wife, Mo Chongyan's young grandmother, is put on, Tan Yutong can only put on clothes that others may be reluctant to buy all their lives.

Tan Yutong doesn't care about a person's face, but he can't care about the face of the Mohist family.

"I know, so I've never been rude."

Tan Yutong holds Mo Chongyan's hand and continues to walk forward. There is a small playground where many children are playing and laughing. I'm not happy.

Seeing the children, Tan Yutong thinks of Mo Han and Mo Jing. He doesn't know where Liu Qingwen took them. The two children haven't been out of her sight for more than a day since they were born. But it's two days since then. Without seeing them, Tan Yutong really misses them.

As if seeing what Tan Yutong was thinking, Mo Chongyan released his hand, took Tan Yutong's shoulder, and asked:

"what's the matter, do you miss the children?"

Tan Yutong didn't hide anything. In fact, there was nothing to hide. She was just a mother. She missed her child. What could she hide?

So, Tan Yutong nodded gently and said, "well, I miss them."

Mo Chong sighed and said, "it's OK. Mom just takes them out for a few days. They'll be back in a few days."

Tan Yutong naturally knew that, otherwise he could not be so indifferent as now.

"I know that when I see these children, I just can't help thinking about them."