Mrs. Zhang, who said that a woman who can't give birth is better than a chicken who can lay eggs, was full of embarrassment and embarrassment? Is he a westerner? "

Originally thought that the woman can't get married, didn't expect Mo Lingwei married in the first half of the year.

It's been more than half a year, and her stomach hasn't moved at all. She must have married a Westerner who doesn't know her background.

After all, the Chinese men have a deep-rooted idea of inheriting one's family. No matter how good-looking you are or how good your family is, you can't help having children.

Mo Lingwei's lips lightly hooked: "Yuncheng people are just doing business in western countries."

Yuncheng people?

At the beginning, Mo Lingwei went to Yuncheng and was captured on the train. Wasn't it the people of Yuncheng who did it?

"What kind of small business is it?" Mrs. Zhang's face was full of gossip, with a false smile on her face. She inquired about it thoroughly.

Mo Lingwei:...

Mo Lingwei is a little confused. All she knows is that Feng Shaojin has a big business in western countries, but she can't tell what kind of business she does, and she has never asked in detail.

People who are not interested in business like her are always too lazy to take care of these things. Anyway, the business given to her by her brother and sister-in-law is also given to Feng Shaojin.

Mo Ling Wei thought for a moment and said, "it's not very clear. It seems that she does all kinds of business."

Everyone: "do all kinds of business?" Mrs. Zhang laughed more and more hypocritically: "since we do all kinds of business, the family should be rich, right?"

Mo Lingwei nodded: "yes."

Mrs. Zhang: "I've been married, and I can't even tell what business my husband's family is engaged in. Do you know anything about my family?

"I don't know what kind of man is worthy of Miss Mo's talent and appearance." People are more and more curious about the identity of Mohist uncle.

"What our uncle looks like." Chu Yunyao put down her tea cup, with a gentle smile and a quiet voice: "that's a good thing to wait for...

" is it true that there are still some handsome people like young Marshals in the world? In the whole North, I haven't seen one comparable to marshal mo

Mo Lingwei's face was bashful: "my sister-in-law flattered me..."

"it's good to be in Mrs. Mo Shao's eyes. She can also get such praise from Mrs. Mo Shao, which shows that the uncle of the Mohist family is a real first-class man, and he must be similar to Mr. Mo Shaoshuai."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help it: "I really want to see you. What kind of person is it?"

Repeatedly refused Zhang's son, the original is to climb up a better family, just don't know if the uncle is mo Lingwei cheat to hand.

"It's cool in the hall. You're not well. Don't freeze." Just then, a deep and warm voice came.

When they looked up, they saw that the man was gorgeous and beautiful, just like Lanzhi in Yushu. Juejun's face was filled with a faint smile, and a pair of black and narrow Phoenix eyes were looking at Mo Lingwei.

Standing tall and graceful, facing the wind, with carved eyebrows and eyes, he is walking towards this side with long legs.

Feng Shaojin is afraid that Mo Lingwei will catch cold, so she takes off her coat. She can't help but put it on her. She leans down and holds her fingers. Seeing that her five fingers are warm and not frozen, she feels relieved.

Feng Shaojin holds her fingertips in one hand, and the other hand is behind her. She closes her coat, and the palm of her hand falls on her shoulder. Her eyes are full of the color of doting: "are you hungry? There is still a good time for dinner. If you are hungry, I'll let you take some bird's nest porridge to fill your stomach."

The man is handsome, caring and considerate, and has outstanding temperament. At a glance, he is not inferior to the young commander of Mohism www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!