Chapter 132

Little Jiang Bai glanced at her, "I don't dare to arrange any work for you now. Last time I didn't know that you were pregnant... And I asked you to run Events..."

"I don't blame you."

Su Enron laughs with disapproval. Then the phone rings. She takes out her cell phone and sees the number above. A trace of disgust flashes on her face and drags the contact directly into the blacklist.

"Who's calling?"

Su Enron said, "a scum."

Xiaojiang exclaimed, "don't you still have contact with song Yixi? And he's harassing you? "

"I didn't get in touch with him."

"Then why do you have his phone number?"

"Forget to delete it." Su Enron said with a smile, "don't worry, I won't let myself be in trouble."

Xiaojiang looked at her and wanted to say something. After all, he just sighed.

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At the beginning of the first family dinner, Su Murong's feet were not completely good, but he could walk by himself, only his movements were a little ugly and limping.

She stood in the room to choose the dress, eyes fell on the wardrobe, a piece of untitled gorgeous beautiful clothing, eyes no luster.

Remembering what she promised Ronell, she took a deep breath, and then took out a dark blue fishtail suit, which was close to her body and showed her figure.

When she was dressed in the blues, she sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her own listless look in the mirror. She took out her cosmetics, turned a delicate makeup, and smeared a bit of blush, which made her face look a little colourful, and her hair was naturally wrapped around her shoulders, without deliberately taking care of it.

When she went to look in the mirror, she found that her belly was protruding. With a sigh of chagrin, she chose a big shawl from the wardrobe. It was slightly blue, and there was a kind of looming beauty on her body. But she was still worried, and finally chose a polar skirt.

Now the baby is only one month old, the movement is not much, but also a little trace of the stomach, sometimes nausea, she can quickly use the stomach uncomfortable prevaricate in the past.

I don't know how long I can hide it... Maybe I shouldn't hide it in the beginning

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Mo Guanhe knocked on the door outside, "Murong, are you well? The party is about to begin

"Here we are."

Su Murong took the bag and went out. When he opened the door, Mo Guanhe exclaimed, "Wow, it's so beautiful."

"You can talk."

Mo took her arm and said with a smile, "what I said is true. Murong, you are so beautiful without make-up every day. Today's make-up is also dazzling. Why do you wear such thin high heels? Your feet are not good yet

Her eyes fell on her feet covered by the skirt, gently lifted her skirt, and sure enough, she saw a pair of dark blue high heels on her small feet.

Su Murong once pulled skirt, don't care a way, "my foot already good."

Said she also elegant walked a few times, and then turned back to hook lips a smile, "I can't you so spoiled."

Mo Guanhe stares at her with suspicion. Seeing that her face is OK, he feels relieved. He goes to the front and says, "I'm spoiled. It's a fact. It's nothing hard to admit. But your skin is so good, haven't you taken care of it? "

Su Murong looked down at the white, tender and smooth skin and said, "born."

When they were just born, their father's property was sealed. They were driven out of the big house, and their father's friends rented a small apartment for them.

During the period of Su Fu's trial and investigation, they had the most miserable life.

She gets up every day to cook, wash, clean, do housework and take care of Enron. At the end of the day, her hands are red and her skin is worn.

Think of that time, I still feel aggrieved, every day hiding in the quilt secretly cry, or experience too little.

What are those grievances.

"Let's go."

Su Murong sighed in a low voice and went slowly to the elevator. Mo Guanhe followed.

When she got to the elevator, a thin layer of sweat floated on her forehead. It seemed that her feet hurt a little, but she could bear it!

Mojiesen was waiting for them below. Seeing Su Murong's dress, he whistled, "sister-in-law, I'll help you into the meeting hall later. I feel that you have a good face!"

"Don't be so mean." Mo said, "what does it look like if you take Murong in..."

"I'm just kidding. Why are you so serious?" Mojason straightened his tie on his chest and said solemnly, "let's go."

The three of them went out side by side. Along the way, Mo Guanhe and Mo Jiesen talked and laughed. Su Murong stood on the far right and kept silent. She was afraid that someone would notice her abnormality when she spoke.

Her feet hurt. She had to bear it.

After arriving at the meeting hall, Su Murong was quietly relieved. She thought she would faint in the middle of the meeting. She reached out and wiped the sweat on her forehead. At this time, someone handed her a piece of hand, and she looked up, Mo Quan.

She didn't take it. Instead, she said thank you gently.

Mo Quan was not upset, so he naturally took it back. Then he glanced at the front of the meeting and said with a smile, "Mo Shibei has been in Mo Chuxin's room these days. You said that their ambiguous relationship is related to a child, and you are too tolerant."

Su Murong looked forward, did not see Mo Shibei, "do not need you to care."

She gave a cold hum and took Mo Guanhe to one side. Before she started, she sat down quietly in a corner and licked the corner of her mouth. She asked the maid to bring a glass of juice.

Mo Guanhe saw her sweating so much that she ran to the front to get the paper towel. At this time, Mo Chuxin passed her by and patted her shoulder in disgust.

Mo Chuxin walked up to Su Murong, looked her up and down, and sneered, "Murong, I'm so sorry last time. I was too eager to protect my son to push you. I heard you twisted your foot? Are you well these days? "

"Don't be hypocritical."

Su Murong snorted coldly, turned his head and didn't give her a good look.

Mo Chuxin doesn't mind sitting next to her. He can't help looking at her dress with envious eyes again, with an apologetic smile on his face. "These days... Brother Shibei hasn't come to take care of you, has he? Don't blame him for that. He is too busy to run on both sides, and... "

Before he finished, Su Murong suddenly threw a bottle of valuable champagne on the table next to him on the ground. The sudden sound attracted many people's eyes, and everyone looked at them one after another.

This is the eldest daughter-in-law Mo Jiaming is marrying.

The other is a woman who was just pregnant with Mo Shibei's child a while ago. Her name is not right and her words are not right.

No matter from that point of view, we would think that Mo Chuxin was making trouble, so we began to whisper.

Su Murong light looked at her, "sorry, just hit the wine, what do you want to say?"

Mo Chuxin face some embarrassment, slowly stand up, nothing said, calm face left.

When they saw her leave, they all turned their eyes. At this time, Mo Guanhe ran to her and looked at her, "are you ok? I just heard that Mo Chuxin, that bitch, came to find fault! What's the matter with the glass on the floor? Did she hit you? "

"I'm fine. I threw it." Su Murong took her hand to prevent her from making trouble again, "she didn't find fault with me, I'm not so easy to be bullied."

Mo sat down indignantly and wiped the sweat on her forehead with a tissue. "Where did you say elder brother went? There was no one to see what happened just now. "

"Who knows."

She answered carelessly.

And Mo Chuxin just left to go inside, there is a person to call her to the back, she went to the back sullen.

There stood Mo Lao and Mo Shibei. She turned her lips and came to them.

Mo Shibei looked at her and frowned, "I told you not to provoke her."

"Brother Shibei, I almost got hurt just now, and you don't care."

She puffed up her pink lips and stood beside him discontentedly. "And she pushed me outside the hospital last time, and the maid with her saw it!"

Mo Shibei sneers, "didn't you push her to the hospital?"

Mo Chuxin's face was stiff and murmured in a low voice, "she twisted her foot by accident..."

"Mo Chuxin." He looked at her coldly, "don't challenge my bottom line."

"All right."

Mo old see they have been quarreling, frowned, looked inside, "Xin son later don't go to Su Murong side, you are now pregnant for three months, everything to the child."

"My grandfather loves me the most." Mo Chuxin hugged him with a smile, nodded cleverly, "I know, I will protect the child."

Mo old eyebrow stretch open, pet drowning patted her head, "you are the best."

Yunyi came over, saw them two, frowned, and then looked at Mo Shibei, "you go to Murong, let her prepare, later she will speak."

Mo Shibei turns around indifferently and goes inside.

Mo Chuxin looked at Yun Yi and said contemptuously, "you transferred Shibei brother away. Who will take care of me later?"

Yunyi looked at her, "I'll come later. Do you have any opinions?"

Mo Chuxin is very disgusted to turn around, very unwilling, mo old see, looking at Yunyi, "I'll take Xin'er to go inside, you still have so many things to do, how to take care of."

"Hard work, Grandpa." Yun Yi bowed his head and walked into the meeting hall with a solemn face.

The moment Mo Shibei comes out of it, Su Murong sees it. She looks at his suit and shoes and looks around him reflexively. She doesn't find Mo Chuxin.

I haven't seen him for a few days... Seems thin?

Mo Guanhe looked for her eyes and said with a smile, "as soon as I see my elder brother, I'm hooked?"

Su Murong looked back and did not speak.

After a while, Mo Shibei stood in front of her, staring at her feet for a while, slightly frowning, "how to wear high heels?"

She looked up and looked at it casually. "It's ready."

Mo Shibei ignored her explanation and casually called to a attendant beside him, "bring a pair of slippers to my little grandmother."

Mo Guanhe was surprised to see him, such a noble and elegant dress with a pair of slippers?

Su Murong also seems to feel inappropriate, "no need."

Mo Shibei stares at her coldly, squats down in front of her, gently lifts her skirt, takes off her slender blue high-heeled shoes, and looks at the redness and swelling of her ankle, with deep eyebrows, "it's ok if it's all like this? You think you're made of iron? "

Mo Guanhe also bowed his head and looked at Su Murong in surprise. "Murong, your feet are not good. Why don't you say that? Just now you came out of the room step by step."