Chapter 1,227 I Feel Sorry for My Husband

Chapter 1227 I feel sorry for my husband

Yu Yuehan was not interested in coffee. He just stared at her coffee-stained lips and the little tongue licking her lips, and his throat tightened.

His eyes became deep.

At the same time, the arms around her waist continued to tighten.

He hugged her too hard. Nian Xiaomu snorted in discomfort and raised her head to look at him and asked.

"What for? Do you want to drink?"

Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows and said in a hoarse and dark voice, "I don't want to drink, I want to eat."

"What?" Nian Xiaomu muttered with a confused look on his face, "There is only coffee here, no food."

Yu Yuehan: "I have you."

"..."

Nian Xiaomu was stunned for several seconds before he realized what he was doing and stepped on him, "You rascal!"

Nian Xiaomu's scolding did not stop Yu Yuehan's actions.

He turned around, pushed her against the wall, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

After a kiss, he raised his head slightly and smiled softly.

"Aren't you worried that your grandfather will force us to divorce? I think that instead of wooing the benefactors of the Mo family to be my lobbyists, for the sake of safety, I trust my own efforts more."

Nian Xiaomu: "???"

What did it mean? She didn't understand.

Yu Yuehan opened his thin lips slightly and said, "The key to successful negotiation is to have your own people in important positions, such as... your belly."

Nian Xiaomu: "..."! ! !

It’s time to make a career, Mr. Han!

Others use the emperor to control the princes, but you use children to control the princes.

Fuck your own people!

They are unfamiliar!

Nian Xiaomu was so angry at his twisted argument that he even stepped on his feet, and his cheeks and ears turned red.

This is a simple rain shelter on the pier. Although there is no one in the private pier, it is too...too...rogue!

The rainstorm comes and goes quickly.

The rain gradually subsided.

The sky also seemed to have been washed by heavy rain, and it was a clear blue.

The dust in the air disappears with the rain, and breathing becomes easier.

"You can go."

Yu Yuehan looked at the drizzle of rain, put his suit jacket on Nian Xiaomu's head, and led her out of the pier.

As soon as the two got in the car, Nian Xiaomu received a call from Mo Yongheng.

It was Mo Yongheng's call to remind her to hand over the work to the group as soon as possible.

Nian Xiaomu turned on the loudspeaker, and when Yu Yuehan heard Mo Yongheng's words, he had already turned the car and drove in the direction of the Mo Group.

We arrived at the Mo Group building.

Just as he was about to open the car door, Nian Xiaomu reached out and held down his arm.

"Your clothes are wet. You have to change them quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold easily. And if you accompany me up there, I'm afraid that no matter how hard I try to achieve results, Mo Kun will take the credit for you and give you a deduction by the way. A hat that says 'coveting the Mo family's property with ulterior motives' is not a loss!"

Nian Xiaomu paused and patted Yu Yuehan's handsome face with his small hand.

A look of regret.

"So, I can only feel sorry for my good-looking and capable husband, and I have to go home by myself."

Yu Yuehan: "..."

I didn't see that she was distressed, but I saw that she was excited.

Like a bird about to fly out of its cage, its wings are already flapping anxiously.

Although Yu Yuehan was in N city, he still had to deal with the work of the Yu Group. At work, he felt at ease with Nian Xiaomu.

Ask Special Assistant Yang to transfer all the bodyguards to protect her and guard them downstairs of the Mo Group.

After making sure she was okay, he drove back to the villa.

Mo Group office area.

"Miss——"

As soon as Nian Xiaomu walked in, respectful greetings immediately echoed around him.