I Wish Mo All the Best

Lu Linlin's vigilance is relatively heavy. She grew up in a negative environment from childhood. Most of her thoughtful and cunning is the umbrella that she survives to now. In the face of the sudden friendship, she always stays half awake and half drunk.

Qian Mo understands her heart, but she is not in a hurry to seek success. She has experienced too many bad things and does not easily believe that people are normal. Qian Mo has a lot of time to accompany her to prove herself.

"Chen Qianmo, I still don't understand what you look at me in the end." Lu Linlin still feels like she hasn't woken up in a dream.

"Being a man always has dreams, in case it is realized." Qian Mo raised his head, very proud.

In fact, she really wants to tell Linlin that you will have friends and money in the future, and those who bully you will pay the price-but she knows she can't say that.

I can’t believe it, it’s better to change to a more suitable way for a bitch.

"I'll give you start-up funds so that you have the capital to engage your brother in the future. When you have the ability to swallow your brother's veterinary drug factory, just share a slice of my soup."

"The deal."

Sure enough, this kind of persuasion involving interest exchange is more able to impress Lu Linlin, and partners are more acceptable than friends.

Encountered such a confidant, Lu Linlin finally no longer hide the silence.

She confessed to the silent

"Actually, I can find you this time because your man called me. Although he doesn't like the loyal dog very much, he is really good to you."

It was not easy to say these words from Lu Linlin's mouth.

She hates men the most and feels that all men in the world are sick.

Although Yu Changmo is disgusting, he is not as disgusting as other men.

"I know." Qian Mo closed his eyes.

He is the sun of her own, splitting the light to her afraid of black, and letting her warm the world.

Because she was not happy, she sent the car and found someone to accompany her.

This is the big warm man who belongs to her alone.

"You know?!" Lu Linlin puzzled.

"You, as well as the Porsche, are all trying to coax me."

"It turns out that I am in your heart, Porsche?!"

Faintly spoiled, "Luxury car, be content."

A mouthful of dog food, ah! Lu Linlin poked several times.

"Go to the seafood restaurant at night and invite the biggest crab to me!"

If you don’t eat the poor, these couples spread dog food around and force sugar into people’s mouths, I’m sorry for myself! Lu Linlin thought grimly.

New Year's Eve, according to the customs of the city to make dumplings.

To be precise, it is from New Year's Eve all the way to the Lantern Festival, eat every day, eat every day, burp all taste of dumplings.

Mu Mianmian led the whole family to mobilize. She is very confident about dumplings this year, because the filling is what she called to ask for less than.

"I don't understand. How can I understand the taste of being less than me?" Thinking of this, Mu Mianmian couldn't help vomiting.

A bit of a jealous sense of being robbed.

Normally at this time, Qian Mo was very clever to keep silent to avoid the effect of "elbow turning outward".

Chen Baichuan, who drove the big pants car label and realized that the price was soaring, slowly rolled the dumpling skin. "Is it not good to take care of our daughter for us?"

Big Ben in hand, I have the world! Chen Baichuan's painting style has changed abruptly recently, and he unconsciously moved closer to the big boss. He looked at the smaller circle of friends and said that successful men should respect their wives and family members, so they unconsciously restrained themselves.

Where does Lao Chen know that he has been set up by his daughter.

That is the remote control of the little black hair remotely, only Chen Baichuan can be seen alone. He specially brainstormed something in the circle of friends. Since the luxury car incident, Chen Baichuan has a full affection for his future son-in-law and used it quietly. It is also handy.

Mu Mianmian's small life is also more comfortable, the baby is stable, the man does not go out to pretend to be a good father, the daughter is filial, the son-in-law is good at cooking

Even Chen Baichuan's old face didn't spit it out. Mu Mianmian thought of the Momo friend circle that "seeing ugly people will not affect the appearance of the baby, but a bad mood will make the pregnant woman nervous, and not turning is not Chinese." , Look at the old face of Chen Baichuan again-

Well, it doesn’t affect, it’s okay to read it, she is in a good mood.

After wrapping the dumplings to be eaten on New Year's Eve, he sat on the sofa and accompanied Mu Mianmian to watch the party. Chen Baichuan played mahjong with his neighbors.

The old king next door was almost pitted by his brother. Uncle Wang has been slumped for several days. Chen Baichuan fought with him for half his life, but he did not ridicule him at this moment. The two occasionally played mahjong and drank tea.

They all have excellent relatives who can understand each other.

The phone rang and answered quietly. As soon as it was picked up, the aunt's anxious and corrupted voice rang.

"Chen Baichuan, I want to find Chen Baichuan!"

Talking about the time quietly, it has been a while since she set up the auntie pit, she should be stretched at this time, it is definitely not a good thing to find dad.

"Well, you're wrong!" She hung up after imitating Cantonese.

The aunt responded that the phone had hung up, and she called no one to answer it-quietly unplugged the landline.

The aunt called Chen Baichuan's cell phone again, and she couldn't get through, as did Mian Mianmian and Qianmo. Qianmo had already used her parents' attention to black out the numbers of her aunt's family.

The Spring Festival Gala has been open for three hours~www.NovelMTL.com~ Aunt Gu finally thought of the whole family, will it be blacked out?

So he changed the number and called Chen Baichuan, and the phone was connected.

Still silently.

"Well, I mean--" Qian Mo continued to use her grungy Cantonese.

"Chen Qianmo! Don't pretend to be a ghost, I know it's you!" The aunt was hysterical.

Other people's homes are making dumplings to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Her family is making phone calls and has been calling all the time, quite persistent.

When I got to the phone, I was almost out of power. My son-in-law came back and said a blacklist. Aunt knew about this black technology.

"Yes, it's me. Auntie is good for the New Year!" Qian Mo admitted with pleasure, seeing how polite she is, knowing the New Year.

Auntie was angry with her, his liver qi rose upside down, his blood rose, and his voice trembled.

"Well, you little rabbit, you dare to blacken us, you little--"

"Oh, the signal is not good, what do you say? I can't hear it, I wish you a happy Chinese New Year, goodbye~"

Silently hang up the phone, bye bye!

Aunt was so angry that her blood pressure had soared and she needed to take medicine. Unwillingly, she used her son-in-law's number to call Mu Mianmian's mobile phone this time.

At that time, Chen Baichuan was pounding garlic, and Mu Mianmian dumpled dumplings in the kitchen. He heard Qian Mo talking on the phone and the two probed together.

"Who?"

"Auntie, I'll give her a New Year greeting."

Hearing this person, Mu Mianmian didn't have any good looks.

The last time Aunt announced rumors that he would hit Chen Baichuan's leg, Mu Mianmian hadn't come out of fire.

Chen Baichuan's heart is not good, so she kept hiding from her.

"You don't need to talk to her for too long." Mu Mianmian knew that her daughter must have nothing to say, and she didn't want Chen Baichuan to hear it. She closed the kitchen door, meaning that she played quietly.

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