Chapter 750

After sleeping for a long time in the morning, in the afternoon, I discussed with muqingyin to get married and... Inexplicably excited, Joey Mo went slow.

In the evening, Joey was going to settle down and study Chinese medicine books.

But sitting on the sofa in the study, Joey found that she couldn't see it at all. But her brain keeps running at a high speed, thinking about whether she and muqingyin miss the matters that need attention and preparation for marriage.

Although there are still a few months to go before they decide to hold the wedding at the end of the year, there are many things to prepare and implement at the wedding. In her heart, Joey doesn't want to make other people's hands to prepare for their wedding. She wants to do it herself.

Therefore, time is not enough.

Joey thought and thought, and finally came up with one.

Without hesitation, Joey Mo put down the medical books he had always loved, looked at them, sat down on the chair, staring at the documents, and did not know if there was any Moqing in them. He slightly hooked his lips and thought, maybe this man is the same as himself, and he is not in the mood to do anything else.

Pursed lips, Joe Yi Mo picked up the cell phone on long several, got up, didn't say anything to Mu Qing Yin, then walked toward the door of the study.

"Joe, Joe."

Step forward a few steps, the man's voice from behind.

Joe Yi Mo chuckles and stops. He looks at Mu Qing who is sitting in the big chair and stares at him in doubt. "I'll make a phone call and I'll be back soon."

MuQing closed her lips and quietly looked at Joey foam. She was silent for a few seconds and said, "well."

Moqing wants to say, what phone call can't be made in front of him? Why do you have to go out like this?

But these words rolled around in his heart, did not say.

He didn't want her to feel that he didn't trust her and limit her!

Joey Mo didn't think much, and left the study briskly.

With Joe foam left, MuQing Yin, who had no intention to work, was not in the mood to work.

MuQing's broad back was leaning against the back of the chair. Her slender fingers crossed the lighter and cigarette case on the desk. As she was about to pick it up, the mobile phone on one side of the desk vibrated at the right time.

Muqingyin's fingertips are light.

……

Master bedroom.

Joey sat by the bed with her cell phone in one hand.

"Hello."

With the phone connected, from the microphone came a strange voice, joy foam happy expression slightly stagnant, clear pupil floating up confused.

Did she have the wrong number? It's impossible!

Joey Mo suspiciously took down the phone, looked at the phone screen to show the call notes, to make sure that he did not have the wrong number.

Joey once again put the phone to his ear, voice confused, "I'm looking for the owner of the phone... Are you“

"..." the voice on the other end of the mobile phone disappeared for a few seconds, and the voice of the female voice was low again, "you wait."

Joey Mo, "..."

Thirty or forty seconds passed.

After the rapid wind came from the mobile phone, the middle-aged man's voice was slightly tense, "good daughter."

Joey frowned, "Dad."

”The company's off-line factory equipment failure, the leadership sent me to the factory to see what happened. Just now when you called Dad, dad was just checking out the problem equipment. It was inconvenient to put the mobile phone on him, so he asked his colleagues in the factory to help him hold it temporarily“

Qiao an's voice from the beginning of the explanation of the anxious, to the end of the words, has become as usual with her natural conversation.

"Well." Joey dropped her eyelashes and couldn't hear her voice.

"... my dear daughter, do you have any good news to share with your father when you call him now?"

Listen to Qiao an always unconsciously with flattering and accommodating tone, Qiao Yi Mo brow depressed raised down.

There is no extra bedding and euphemism, Joey foam low pull eyelids, directly in charge, "I met the person I like, we discuss the 19th license marriage, the wedding will be held at the end of the year."

Maybe it was too shocked. Qiao an lost his voice.

Joey expected that Joe shore would have such a reaction.

It's only three or four months from what happened at her wedding with Mo Xiaolan.

Qiao an estimates that she hasn't slowed down. She suddenly informs him that she's going to get married again.

If he accepted it calmly, I'm afraid it would be abnormal!

Joe sighed in his heart and said softly, "Dad, I'm sorry I decided without consulting you..."

The marriage with Mo Xiaolan, joy foam is willing at the moment, but also quite passive.

From the time she decided to get married to the day of the wedding, Mo's family was in charge. She was "the bride" in name, but in fact she didn't even have the right to participate.

Let alone discuss with Qiao an before marriage.

And this time, it was the same sudden decision that we couldn't wait to make.

She was not forced by any circumstances. She was willing to take the initiative in her decision to get married.

It can be said that this is the result and marriage she wants.

Compared with before, joy foam is more determined and more realistic!

"The man?"

Think of, Qiao an dignified voice spreads.

The man?

Joe foam trance, and listen to Qiao an way, "Mo Mo, do you inform dad, or also have the meaning of asking dad's opinion?"

Joey Mo stopped for a while, pursed his lips, "Dad, the 19th is just a license. The wedding is expected to be held at the end of the year. I'll tell you when the specific time is set."

Joe Yi Mo didn't answer Joe an directly, but this way.

But she knew what she was trying to say, and Joan would not fail to understand.

“……”

……

At the end of the conversation with Qiao an, Qiao Yimo holds his cell phone and sits on the bed.

Thoughts from the initial answer to Qiao an phone female voice, toss to the end, Qiao an from the mobile phone microphone came a heavy but weak sigh.

Although Qiao an didn't say anything against it, he could feel that Qiao an didn't agree.

The reason why he didn't refute it was probably due to Qiao an's deep guilt and debt towards Qiao Yimo.

Just, just guilt and debt?

Joey was staring at the glass of the French window.

……

After sitting in the master bedroom for a while, I just got up to go to the study, when the door of the bedroom was screwed open from the outside.

Eyes and appear in the door of the man's eyes on, Joey foam eyebrows moved, will cover all emotions, pull lip way, "I'm going to the study."

MuQing scented flat looking at her, came in and closed the door, locked.

Joey saw that her black eyes turned left and right.

Moqing clubbed his crutch and walked into Joey's foam. He looked down at her deeply. "Why so long?"

Mu Qing Yin's voice is quiet and light, but it still makes Qiao Yimo feel a little dissatisfied.

Qiao Yi Mo looked at the quartz clock on the eye wall, Jian Tong looked at Mu Qing's scenting, "only 40 minutes."

Talent?

MuQing scented her two thin lips and raised her eyebrows. She put her arms around Joey's waist and brought her into her arms. She looked down at her dark eyes and said, "compensation."

Joey Mo, "..." what?

Mu Qing Yin stares at her tightly, "as soon as you leave, I can't do anything. Do you know how many business affairs I can handle in 40 minutes, because how much will I earn after handling these business affairs? "

Joey foam silly, dull looking at Mu Qing Yin, "this... Blame me?"

Joey Mo wants to say, she just came out to make a phone call. Why can't he do anything? She didn't take away his soul!

The gun made her not very convinced! Serious face!

"It's your fault!" Mu Qing's eyes narrowed.

Joey's eyes widened. "Brother mu, let's be reasonable..."

"I can't see you in my eyes, so my heart and brain miss you all the time. I can't do anything."

Before Joey finished speaking, MuQing Yin interrupted her in a low voice.

Joe foam light Zheng, cheek a little bit hot up, coagulation Mu Qing Yin big eyes, because palpitation slightly tremble.

Muqingyin tightens her waist, her eyes are deep and dark, and there are two black and violent hurricanes circling, sweeping towards Joey Mo wave by wave.

Joey took a deep breath, looked at Moqing and laughed.

This man, besides doting on her, what else can she do?

……

From the time he decided to get married, Joe's mind was full of plans.

She is now full of thoughts on his and her wedding, but Joey Mo also knows that he must not forget the public because of private.

So, Joey Mo made a pact with himself.

When you work, you are not allowed to think about things other than work and work hard.

So the next morning, between eight and eleven o'clock, joimer devoted all his mind to his research.

Just as she was about to take a break before continuing, the door of the study suddenly knocked from the outside, followed by a respectful voice across the door.

"Boss, Mr. Zhan, they're here."

Mr. Zhan?

Joey turned to see Moqing.

MuQing scenting seemed to know in advance that there was no accident on her face, and her voice was light, "I know“

There was no sound outside the study.

Muqingyin got up from his chair, picked up the crutch, and put out a hand to Qiao Yimo as he went around the desk. "Let's go, I'll show you some people."

“？”

……

Downstairs in the living room.

Qiao Yi Mo is in a daze, sitting on the side of Mu Qing's body, looking at the five men and one woman sitting on the sofa opposite them with beautiful clear eyes.

Er

Although the sofa is long enough, six people sitting on a sofa... Really not crowded?

Joey looked at them, and they looked at Joey as if they were competing!

"... cough."

One of the men coughed suddenly.

Joey's eyelashes fanned, his eyes focused on him.

"Brother, don't you feel a little embarrassed?" Zhai Simo twitched his mouth and aimed at MuQing.

brother?

This man... Has a brother?

Joe foam surprised to look at the side of Moqing.

Mu Qing Yin shook her hand with a soft look.

And this kind of softness is different from the peace that he usually faces his other subordinates. It's more real warmth.

"You're in a hurry."

Zhai Simo said, "they are more than I can pretend. I'm anxious to show it. They're holding it!"

The other four are cold and slanting.

Gasmer inhaled and straightened his back slightly. "I didn't say anything just now!"

"Hey, hey." Nie Xiangsi leans beside Zhan tingshen, watching Zhai Simo play like a little fool.

"Little boy!" Zhai Simo pretends to be fierce and stares at Nie Xiangsi, "smile, be careful to laugh off your front teeth!"

"I'll be 15 years old in a short time. I'm not a kid!" Nie Xiangsi bares her teeth. The boss is not happy. Zhai Simo calls her "little fart child". He snorts, "you can't beat my third uncle, so you know how to bully me and despise me!"

"I'll bully you, just a little bit ~ ~ ~" Zhai Simo said.

Nie Xiangsi, "..." he may only be five years old!