Devil Young Master Infatuated With Wife

Early in the morning, after the mother and son had breakfast and cleaned up properly, Mo Xiaozhu took Qiang on a bus to the kindergarten. When they came out, they checked the time. If they were going to work, they should be able to make it in time.

He got on the bus and went to the talent market.

Ye Zichen walked through the door with his resume. There were a lot of people, so it could be seen that there were a lot of people looking for a job right now.

One company after another passed by, yet she had only posted a few resumes.

"Miss, which school did you graduate from?" Just as she finished posting her resume, a bespectacled man sitting behind a long table picked up her resume and examined it with interest.

"HF."

"Why isn't such a good graduation school written down in your resume?" The man raised his head and looked at her again through his slightly tawny glasses.

"I feel that graduation isn't the main point. The main point is one's ability to work. If you don't have the ability, then you won't be able to graduate either."

"Yes, well said. I look forward to working with Miss Mo."

"Thank you."

It was just an interlude in the interview. In fact, she couldn't even remember the name of that hotel. It seemed to be a hotel that was about to open, so there were a lot of people hired.

Coming out of the talent center, Mo Xiaozhu found a noodle shop and had a bowl of beef noodles, a big piece of beef, and some 100 leaves. Since she was young, she loved eating beef 100 leaves, so she chewed a special Q.

"Yes, I am." His heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that someone would come looking for him right after he had submitted his resume.

"My boss wants to see you."

"When?"

"Now."

"This …"

"Miss Mo shouldn't have eaten yet, right? Why don't you tell me where you are and we will send a car to personally bring you to Hua Xiang to eat with our boss?"

She didn't know who the owner was, right? She didn't even know which hotel he was staying, so she replied, "No need, I've already eaten. Oh right, may I ask your boss for his surname …"

"Water."

The word 'simple' was not spoken in a soft voice, but it made Mo Xiaozhu's hand, which was holding the phone, sink. The phone almost fell to the ground.

Weiwei's little figure flashed through her mind. Her heart trembled, and she immediately said in a low voice, "Alright, I'll wear a white suit in front of the plaza on XX Street …"

Before she could finish her sentence, the other party said, "Alright, got it. We have Miss Mo's record, see you in ten minutes.

After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

In that moment, she didn't know if she had done the right thing or not. However, she then shook her head mockingly at herself. There were too many people surnamed Shui in the world, how could they be just as good as Shuijun Yu?

Ten minutes passed quickly while her imagination ran wild. In less than ten minutes, a black Lamborghini stopped by her side. The car door opened and a man respectfully got off, "Miss Mo, please get in."

There was a faint sense of familiarity, as if Shui Junyin liked to drive Lamborghini cars.

Without giving her any time to hesitate, the man said, "Miss Mo, please get in the car."

At that moment, Mo Xiaozhu felt as if her feet were being pulled to the car.

As she sat in the back seat, she realized that there was another man in the passenger seat with his back to her.

She couldn't see his face, but she was startled by the sound of his voice. "An Feng, drive."

"Yes."

The car opened. Mo Xiaozhu felt her heart beating so fast. Why did she meet him every two days when she had only been back?

Why is that?

Was it fate or a debt?

No, it was not fate. Every time she recalled that morning five years ago, she would hear his heartless words from the sack. At that time, he did not care about her life and death at all.

And, as he wished, he had taken her daughter.

Thinking about Weiwei, her heart ached, and she calmed her heart. She said lightly, "Sir, may I ask which company is your company? Who's the boss? " Even if they knew each other, they had to pretend that they didn't know each other. The only reason was that she had to protect the strong. That was her treasure, and she absolutely could not let it be taken away from her.

"Hua Xiang." An Feng said calmly.

"Hua Xiang?" That's right, she had mentioned this name when An Feng invited her, but it was the first time she heard this name.

"I don't think Miss Mo has heard of the new hotel, but in the morning, Miss Mo submitted her resume to our company at the Talent Center."

"Oh." She didn't know much about him, it had been five years since she started. In fact, she wanted to know more about him, as long as she could get Li Lingran to organize some information for her, it would be easy, but towards him, she had always had a conflicted feeling in her heart, she didn't want to know anything related to him. However, the moment she saw Weiwei from afar, she couldn't help but walk into his world.

"It's just ahead and will be here soon. Would Miss Mo like a Western-style or Chinese-style lunch?"

The one who spoke was An Feng. Shui Junyu had only ordered An Feng to drive the car after she got on the car and had never spoken again. His boss was quite a big shot.

Looking at the back of his head, at that moment, she felt an indescribable hatred. She suddenly didn't want to see him again, and regretted agreeing to meet An Feng for Weiwei's sake. Clenching her hand, she said lightly, "I've eaten, stop the car."

"Miss Mo, you …"

"My apologies, but I'm not interested in the work of the new hotel. Please let me off at the intersection in front." She moved towards the car door. If she could, she would strangle him.

It was all because of the cold words he had spoken outside the carriage that she had never forgotten until today.

An Feng tilted his head and glanced at Shui Junyu, who was sitting beside him. The latter was expressionless and didn't have the slightest reaction to Mo Xiaozhu's sudden request to get off the car. "Mister …" This made An Feng more and more confused. It was clearly Shui Junyu who wanted to see this woman.

Just when An Feng didn't know whether he should stop the car or not, Shui Junyu finally spoke up, resolving An Feng's desperate situation. "Stop the car."

It was as if An Feng had received an amnesty. "Alright." The car pulled to the side of the road and stopped slowly. The door of the car opened and Mo Xiaozhu got off.

"Goodbye." After she finished speaking, she gracefully left, leaving behind only a flash of white in the rearview mirror. Shui Junyu's lips pursed slightly, but his expression remained as expressionless as before.

"Drive." he said coldly.

The car started up again, and the two of them left in a cloud of dust. They didn't look back as they got further and further away from each other.

In the car, Shui Junyu picked up his phone and said, "Mingshan, you take care of the manager you want yourself. She said she doesn't like new hotels."

"What, you can't even do it yourself?"

The mocking male voice sounded, causing Shui Junyu to smile. "Then you can try. If it doesn't work out, come find me again." Without waiting for Ming Shan's reply, Shui Junyu hung up the phone, thinking back to the white figure that had just left.

He didn't know why, but he felt it was a little familiar.

Steamed Fish, Stir-Fried Vegetables, and a bowl of Tomato and Egg Soup were all very common dishes. Qiang Qiang had already washed his hands clean and sat at the table, waiting. "Mommy, come here, let's eat together."

"Hungry?"

"Yeah, a little." She pursed her lips and smiled, "The lunch at the kindergarten wasn't as tasty as the one Mom cooked."

"So, you ate just a little bit?"

"Hehe, it's more than a little bit. It's half a bowl more."

He tapped his powerful forehead with his finger and said, "Since you're small, you have to eat your fill no matter if you eat well in the future. How about this, you'll always be so tall, even when you grow up you won't be as tall as your mother, do you hear me?" If ordering takeout wasn't the right choice for the strong taste, then wouldn't that mean that the little guy would be starving in the future? If the child couldn't eat, then it would affect her growth.

"I heard it. Mommy's words are the imperial edict. I will listen to everything she says."

"That's more like it. Eat." Wiping his hands, Mo Xiaozhu sat opposite her son. Two people, two dishes and one soup, she had gotten used to it.

Even though Qiang Qiang was only five years old, he had eaten quite a bit, even more than she had. It was time for him to grow up. "Qiang Qiang, be careful of the fish bones." However, Xiao Hui knew how to pick fish bones and would pick them cleanly. Furthermore, she was not allowed to pick for him.

"Don't worry, I've eaten fish so many times already. Mommy, I'm no longer a child."

Just as she was about to speak, there was a knock on the door. She thought that aside from Li Lingran, no one else would look for her. Just as she was about to get up, the other side forcefully put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Mommy, I'll go." Mommy's body wasn't good, it was often either this pain or that pain, so he always wanted to help Mommy do a lot of things. As long as he could do it, he would do it.

With a turn of the door handle, the door opened. "Mommy, it's godfather."

Sure enough, it was Li Ling Ran. Mo Xiao Zhu stood up, "Ling Ran, have you not eaten dinner yet?"

"Yes, I didn't." Li Ling Ran glanced at the two dishes on the table. There weren't many of them, and they were still common dishes. However, looking at them, one could tell they were pretty.

"Coincidentally, I've cooked more food and prepared it for the Strong Egg-Fried Rice in the morning. You can eat here, I'll go and add more dishes."

"Enough, as long as there's food." Li Ling Ran felt a little embarrassed. He came at a time when every family was having dinner. He was in too much of a hurry, so he forgot about this.

"Very soon." As he said this, Mo Xiaozhu rushed into the kitchen. One dish was ready in two to three minutes. Stir-Fried meat with green pepper was always stored in her fridge. She was always afraid that she might suddenly starve and lose her appetite.

When the stir-frying was done and placed on the table, Li Ling Ran impolitely started to eat, "Xiao Xiao, it's delicious, even more delicious than the restaurant's."

"That's what I said too. My mommy made the most delicious food."

"Eat quickly, we can't stop your mouth even if we eat." As Mo Xiaozhu spoke, he dotingly patted Qiang's back. He had a hunch that Li Ling Ran must have something on at this time and would come straight to him instead of calling him. It seemed like it was something very important.

After dinner, he let Qiang Qiang go to play alone. The two adults sat on the sofa and asked, "Ling Ran, is something the matter?" After brewing the tea, the man behind the teacup was looking at her with a stern expression, causing her heart to start beating fast.

"Xiaoxiao, why did you go and provoke him?"