Mo Zhaoyun was trying to ease Gong Wan’er's mood. Hearing Mo’s Mother's words, he raised his head to look at Mo’s Mother, blocking her from looking at him.

"How long has she been inside? Mom, why are you so anxious?" What Mo Zhaoyun said was also the truth, Gong Wan’er had just entered the Mo family for two months and that was not enough, adding that they did not have much intimate relationships with each other, it would be strange if he would get pregnant so quickly.

Gong Wan’er also remembered that the two of them didn't seem to have been tricked each time. They had actually not won even once, after so many times, who knows if it was because she was lucky or not.

The Mo’s Mother also naturally knew that Gong Wan’er had only been with Mo Zhaoyun for a short while, but her heart was itching. If someone else's daughter-in-law could let the mother-in-law hug her grandson after entering the door for a year and a half, wouldn't she want to hug him for three years? When they were young, they gave birth to Mo Zhaoyun, who was busy with work and did not manage to recuperate his body, making him unable to give birth to a second child. Now, she really wanted to carry a few more grandchildren, two by Mo Zhaoyun and two by Mo Zhi. Her later years couldn't be any happier!

"Aiya, we have to hurry then. We can't delay any longer." Mo’s Mother said, not giving up.

Hold on tight? looked at Mo Zhaoyun awkwardly. Mo Zhaoyun did not look at her, but was talking to Mo’s Mother instead.

"Understood, hurry up and eat." Although Mo Zhaoyun said that as a rejection, when he heard the Mo’s Mother's question about whether or not Gong Wan’er was pregnant, he actually had a little bit of anticipation in his heart. He was also looking forward to having a child that belonged to him and Gong Wan’er. But he did not express such feelings, he knew that Gong Wan’er was not ready to be a mother.

Mo’s Mother finally stopped talking and quietly ate. Both Mo Zhi and Gong Wan’er heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Seeing that Gong Wan’er was alright, Mo Zhaoyun also went to eat.

After this meal, Gong Wan’er was trembling in fear, afraid that Mo’s Mother would say something that she could not handle.

After dinner, the nanny cleaned up the table and the family sat in the living room watching TV, just like an ordinary family. After dinner, the family gathered together to watch TV and chat. However, their television sets were so much bigger than the television sets of ordinary families.

Mo Zhaoyun accompanied Mo’s Mother and chatted for a while. Mo Zhaoyun and Mo Zhi talked about some business matters with papa Mo, but Gong Wan’er didn't quite understand what they were talking about. If they said anything about cameras, she knew too much.

Thinking about it, Gong Wan’er suddenly realised that it had been a long time since she last took a picture, whether it was a photo or a video, she hadn't touched a camera in a long time.

The family finished their dinner and Mo Zhi and Gong Wan’er both wanted to leave quickly, because the Mo’s Mother would easily bring up the matters of bearing grandchildren and getting married.

Mo Zhaoyun didn't really care much, but since he wanted to leave, he decided to take his leave.

"Hey, you're leaving so soon? Oh yeah, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. " Mo’s Mother immediately pulled Gong Wan’er back.

Gong Wan’er's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that it was about to give birth to a child again?

However, what the Mo’s Mother was talking about was not really about having a child, but something she had mentioned to the papa Mo a long time ago: "Look, there are so many car accidents here, don't your friends all get into car accidents? "Your dad and I feel that it's not convenient for a girl like you to take a taxi when you're not at home. Do you want me to arrange for a driver or something?"

Arrange for a driver? Mo Zhaoyun thought about Gong Wan’er's car accident and felt that Mo’s Mother's suggestion was not too bad. But Gong Wan’er rejected it, because she felt that it was too extravagant for her to be specially given a driver. Even in the past, she had never had such treatment.

"Oh, no, I have a driver's license, I don't need a driver." Gong Wan’er immediately rejected him, and she really didn't want to be too ostentatious.

"With a driver's license, we can also take a driver. It's so convenient to pick him up and send him off." At the very least, you need a car. Otherwise, it's not safe to take a taxi outside. The news all said that some drivers have dirty hands and feet and could even rob others. I think a few cars are in our garage. How about I get someone to take you there? Now, will you pick out a car? " When Mo’s Mother was speaking, he glanced at Mo Zhaoyun, and realised that Mo Zhaoyun did not have any intention to speak, which meant that he had acknowledged what she had said.

Just as Gong Wan’er wanted to raise his hand to refuse, he was stopped by Mo Zhaoyun. He only heard him say: "Let's go and choose a carriage."

"Sigh... "There's really no need." Before he could finish his words, he was pulled away by Mo Zhaoyun.

"Buy a new one if you can't pick one you like." Mo Zhaoyun led Gong Wan’er and walked in front of her, with Gong Wan’er following right behind his.

Buy a new one? Gong Wan’er wanted to cry, but no tears came out. I don't really understand what you guys are thinking when you buy so many cars at home. Oh, that's not right. I don't quite understand what you rich men are thinking. What's more, you people have bought cars worth millions or tens of millions, while the cheaper ones are 2 or 3 million. The more expensive ones would cost tens of millions, which she won't be able to bear.

Gong Wan’er was stunned when he reached the garage. Why were they all sports cars! Wasn't he saying to others, "I'm very rich, hurry up and rob me!" Porsche, Maserati, Ferrari, Bentley. Eight cars in a row!

"Then... "That one." In the end, Gong Wan’er locked his gaze onto a car that was not so blind. It was a Rolls-Royce, and the only reason he had chosen it was because it was not a sports car!

Mo Zhaoyun unnoticeably raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth raised, and made a good choice.

When Mo’s Mother saw that Gong Wan’er had chosen the other one, he praised Gong Wan’er's good eyesight, "Other than that Bugatti Wyvern which costs almost 50 million, this Rolls Royce Phantom Shadow is the most expensive. We night children really know how to pick one."

"Then, how expensive is it?" Gong Wan’er's heart was trembling. What if such an expensive car gets wiped with a bit of paint?

"About fourteen million." Mo’s Mother said lightly.

"I better not drive." Gong Wan’er leaped onto his bag and wanted to leave.

Mo Zhaoyun caught up with Gong Wan’er, turned his head and said to Mo’s Mother: "Have someone drive here tomorrow."

Drive it over... Gong Wan’er silently made a decision in his heart, he would never drive his car out! How was this driving? This was a complete loss of hope!

Seemingly being able to guess what Gong Wan’er was thinking, Mo Zhaoyun walked to the seat beside her. "If you don't open it in the future, I'll help you change it to a new one, until you have a model that you like to drive."

Gong Wan’er looked at Mo Zhaoyun in disbelief. Standing there, not moving, Mo Zhaoyun walked straight outside. Gong Wan’er could only follow along. You rich people really know how to play!

So when Gong Wan’er drove the car out, Liu Beibei looked at Gong Wan’er as if she was a capitalist, causing her hair to stand on end.

"This shouldn't be Mo Zhaoyun giving you a birthday present right? He did it with such a generous hand." Liu Beibei couldn't help but touch the car door and inhale a breath of cold air. Indeed, millions of luxurious cars were different, and the feeling of touching them was different!

"Birthday gift?" Gong Wan’er didn't recover her senses for a while, she had almost forgotten that her birthday was coming up in a few days. In the past, her father had always helped her remember to arrange this matter. But now that her father was gone, she didn't even think about the fact that her birthday was coming up.

Liu Beibei fondled the car lovingly, wishing that the owner of the car was the written name Gong Wan’er: "That's right, your birthday is coming up in a few days." In the past, Gong Wan’er's birthdays were all when she accompanied him for lunch and then play for an afternoon. During dinner, Gong Wan’er would go back home to meet her father.

Gong Wan’er nodded his head: "We are almost there, but this shouldn't be a birthday present, right?" Although she could not be generous enough to make a birthday present, since Mo Zhaoyun and the others did not say that it was a birthday present and only gave him a car as a ride, it shouldn't be a birthday present, right?

"Oh my god, this isn't even a birthday present. You rich people really know how to play. "Then I'll casually gift you with over ten million yuan. Isn't the birthday a hundred million yuan?" Liu Beibei knew that she said it in an exaggerated manner, but she felt that it wasn't impossible. Mo Zhaoyun had tidied up a whole group for Gong Wan’er so he was sure that there were hundreds of millions of funds in this group.

"No, he probably doesn't know how long my birthday is." She had never told Mo Zhaoyun about this matter, and he wasn't the type of person to investigate her birthday wishes either. Therefore, she felt that it was very likely that Mo Zhaoyun wouldn't even give her a birthday present, let alone give her one.

Don't know? Liu Beibei's eyes lit up, but she still pretended to be regretful as she said: "Oh, then why didn't you tell him?"

"What's the point of telling him? It's not like I want to do this in broad daylight, nor do I like extravagant things like this." Even when her father wasn't in prison and she was living a good life, she usually wouldn't show off. Instead, she would keep a low profile. It was only because she didn't like luxurious lives that she met Liu Beibei, this friend of hers.

After Liu Beibei heard this, she was completely at ease. She patted Gong Wan’er's shoulder and said heroically: "It's fine, there's still me left."

In these two years, Gong Wan’er had basically gotten used to having dinner with her on her birthday, so Gong Wan’er had tacitly agreed to Liu Beibei's words. But what she didn't know was that when she wasn't paying attention, Liu Beibei would text her to Lu Keyang: It's done, it's ready.

"Hey, who are you sending a text message to?" When Gong Wan’er returned to the toilet, she saw Liu Beibei sending a message to someone else with a sly smile. She could see that it was the text message page, but she could not tell who it was. She didn't like to peek at other people's privacy, so she only took a quick glance and knew that it was a text message and stopped reading it.

Liu Beibei immediately hid his phone after hearing Gong Wan’er's voice, and heaved a sigh of relief when she realized that Gong Wan’er did not see what happened. She took out his phone and placed it back into her bag.

"Can't you show me the message you sent? Why are you so nervous?" Gong Wan’er was a little suspicious. He would never avoid her even when he texted her, because she said that she didn't have anything shameful to hide. Was there something shameful about her current reaction?

"It's nothing. Drink your ice sand." Liu Beibei pretended that nothing had happened and said it casually, but she couldn't help but look inside her bag. There was a phone inside.

Gong Wan’er did not believe that Liu Beibei would lie to her, and continued to drink the ice sand.