A gentle and low voice rang in her ear: "Baby."

"Mo Yesi, do you have social engagements tonight?" Qiao Mianmian did not go to Mo's house today. Mo Yesi was going to socialize with others. She didn't like to socialize with her, so she stayed at home and read the script for a day.

"night?"

"Well. Do you still have to accompany those people tonight?"

"Baby, wait a minute. I'll ask Wei Zheng."

A few seconds later, Mo Yesi smiled and said, "I have time tonight. Why, do you have any arrangements for the evening?"

"I'll treat you to dinner." Thinking of the shortlisted, Qiao Mianmian's voice was filled with a smile, "I don't know if President Mo is willing to give him a favor."

"Mrs. Mo is always here to admire her face." Mo Yesi smiled, because of her phone call, she seemed to be much more happy. "Why did you suddenly think about treating me to dinner? Is there any happy event?"

"Well, there is a happy event." Qiao Mianmian thought that he was still socializing now and did not intend to chat with him for too long. She kept it indifferently and said, "I will tell you when we meet in the evening. I won't disturb you from doing serious business. I'll die. See you at night."

But Mo Yesi didn't plan to hang up the phone too quickly. Before she hung up the phone, he hurriedly said, "I don't want me to guess? The happy event you mentioned... Could it be that you are pregnant?"

His calm voice was obviously filled with some expectation.

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

After they agreed to give it to the child, Mo Yesi never took any more measures.

However, it wouldn't be that she would get pregnant so soon.

She saw that Mo Yesi wanted her child to be crazy.

I don’t know why he is so eager for children. At his age, many men are very playful.

I don't want to get into the role of father too early.

"No, it has nothing to do with pregnancy. You will know by then anyway. I'm dead, so let's talk about it later."

*

"Did Mo always answer Mrs. Mo's phone call?"

A middle-aged man wearing a sportswear and just finished playing golf came over. A young and beautiful woman was followed by the middle-aged man. The woman took the club from him and obediently handed over a warm towel.

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his face and handed the towel back to the woman's hand.

Mo Yesi locked his cell phone, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, curled his lips and said, "Why don't Mr. Zhao continue to slap?"

"I'm tired, take a break." The middle-aged man named Mr. Zhao said with a smile, "I'm older and physically stature is not as good as a young man."

"Mr. Zhao is the most mature and charming time for men. It's too early to say that they are old. Since Mr. Zhao wants to rest for a while, I'll accompany you." Mo Yesi turned around and walked to the rest area beside him and sat down.

The middle-aged man followed and walked over.

A staff member came over immediately and poured them tea.

The young and beautiful woman next to the middle-aged man also followed him and stood behind the middle-aged man, kneading her shoulders.

While rubbing, he asked, "Mr. Zhao, is this strength OK?"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes enjoying it: "Well, it's good."

The young and beautiful woman pinched the middle-aged man's shoulders, but her eyes kept spinning back and forth on Mo Yesi.

He glanced at him secretly for several glances.
Chapter completed!