The Expensive Ex Wife of a Wealthy Family

Chapter 421: Gifts, Special Thoughts

"For Xiangyu's tomorrow, for sister Mo...cheers!"

Xiang Wan and Mu Xiaoran took the lead and coaxed. Under the leadership of the two crazy girls, the whole Xiangyu had entered the madness...

Today is worthy of joy, because a government project will establish Xiangyu's position in Los Angeles. At the same time, their most direct benefit is the increase in wages.

"According to the department's position, tomorrow the Finance Department and the Personnel Department will hold a meeting..." Yu Ziyun waved a big hand and said, "Everyone gets a raise!"

"Roar……"

Xiangyu's roar suddenly exploded under Yu Ziyun's salary increase remarks.

For those who work hard, there is no news that is more exciting than a salary increase.

"We respect Mr. Yu, Sister Mo, Andy..."

Jian Mo raised a glass, but didn't drink much. She has just improved a bit recently, but she doesn't want to have any problems before getting married.

She used marriage as a shield, and everyone naturally let her go...

However, even if he didn't take a few sips and didn't know the reason, Jian Mo suddenly had a headache in the voice of everyone's roar.

"Momo, are you okay?" Nobita just happened to be here to get wine from Jian Mo. He asked with concern when he saw her rubbing her temple.

Jian Mo shook his head and twitched the corners of his mouth, "I guess I'm getting older, and some can't stand the noise..."

Nobita rolled his eyes, "You are getting older, so I can't stand one foot in the coffin?"

Jian Mo laughed, "I'm going out to get my breath, you continue to hi."

Seeing Jian Mo, Nobita felt a little tired, and nodded without thinking.

Jian Mo took the bag out of the box, closed the door, and blocked the frolicking sound behind the door. She took a deep breath.

Walking to the end of the corridor, standing on the terrace, looking at the night view of Los Angeles, the sudden dizziness seemed to disappear.

Jian Mo didn't think much about it, thinking she was really confused by everyone's penetrating sound.

After all, since the last time she fainted at the company, Chu Zixiao took her to the hospital, she has not experienced dizziness again.

Blowing the night breeze, looking at the stars in the sky, Jian Mo gently flapped his lower eyelashes.

I took my mobile phone out and sent a text message to Gu Beichen with a small smile: Husband, how are your gifts?

Gu Beichen's phone vibrated, but he did not move, holding the drawing pen and still drawing something on the paper.

After a while, I stopped the pen, took the phone and opened the text message, and replied with a thin smile at the corner of his mouth: Are you over there?

Jian Mo: No, I just look forward to a gift from my husband.

Gu Beichen's eagle eyes gradually deepened, looking at the picture just completed on the paper, he replied to the past: I hope it is worth your expectation.

Jian Mo looked at Gu Beichen's reply, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was like being soaked in honey.

In fact, she expected what Gu Beichen would give her.

Not because of the gift, but... who is the person who gave the gift!

Jian Mo blew the wind for a while and then returned to the box. The table was already in a mess.

"Sister Mo, Sister Mo, come play the game..." Mu Xiaoran hurriedly shouted when Jian Mo came in, "All kinds of punches are chosen by themselves. Those who lose either have a drink or choose a dish to clear the plate!"

"Playing so hard?" Jian Mo said with a smile, "Drinking and eating so many things is too cruel for me who is responsible for the beauty of the wedding?"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then "haha" burst into laughter.

"Momo..." Qiao Zirong patted his chest, "You lose, I will bring the wine!"

"I'll bring the food!" Mu Xiaoran said hurriedly, unwilling to lag behind.

"Yes, just you two good people..." Sun Ke rolled his eyes pretending to be dissatisfied.

Everyone laughed for a while.

Seeing the atmosphere and happily playing the game, Jian Mo couldn't help feeling a little bit...

Nowadays, in such an environment of great interest, it is really not easy for everyone to love each other.

I really hope that Xiangyu's atmosphere can be maintained, especially in the architectural design department.

Time passed a little while everyone was arguing, and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the game ended.

"Jian Mo, you didn't drive over, I'll take you back..." Yu Ziyun said as he walked out of the elevator.

"No need..." Jian Mo said with a smile, his eyes could not hide sweetness, "My manager Gu has already come."

"Tsk, it's so sweet..." Mo Xiaoya teased and sighed with a smile.

"Must." Jian Mo was not arrogant or rash, and raised his eyebrows in a joke.

When everyone left the hotel, they saw the Maybach that Gu Beichen had recently driven parked there.

Jian Mo walked into the car amidst everyone's laughter... Among them, there were many envy and hatred.

Gu Beichen waited for Jian Mo to get into the car, and then took her to fasten her seat belt before starting the car...

After walking for a while, Jian Mo found that it was not the way back to the middle of the mountain.

"Where are we going?" Jian Mo asked suspiciously.

"Take you to see the gift..." Gu Beichen tilted his head and glanced at Jian Mo, and seeing her eyes brightened, Mo Tong suddenly became deep.

In order to give herself expectations, Jian Mo didn't ask any more.

Along the way, she kept her mouth open and smiled.

"The milk pack sent me a text message today..." Jian Mo looked proud, "He will only praise me when I design a prize or get affirmation..."

Gu Beichen heard that Jian Mo was a little embarrassed, and said with a thin lips: "For this, I will communicate with my son... I must encourage mommy regularly."

Jian Mo grinned, nodded hurriedly and said: "Okay, okay..."

"Naive!" Gu Beichen sighed softly, shaking his head.

Jian Mo looked indifferent, "Of course you feel naive, anyway, you don't need to have a son, you don't need to raise and you admire you very much."

"..." Gu Beichen stopped the car and looked at Jian Mo with a very worried look, his eyes deepened.

"Why don't you leave?" Jian Mo looked around curiously.

"Here..." Gu Beichen said, and gave the seat belt, "Get out of the car."

Because of the expectation of the gift, Jian Mo's excitement overwhelmed his depression, and hurriedly got out of the car.

Gu Beichen had already bypassed the front of the car, took Jian Mo's hand and walked to the small park on the side...

"Go to the park?" Jian Mo was a little surprised.

"The wedding will be in a few days," Gu Beichen took Jian Mo's hand and walked forward, "Mo'er, I can't leave the traces of memory in your lush years, I hope to make up for it tonight."

Jian Mo looked at Gu Beichen suspiciously, at this moment...

In the originally dim little park, the crystal lights were lit up layer by layer, and in a short while, the road leading to the small pavilion in front was paved with dreamy colors.

Jian Mo just looked at it, such a dream is a dream every woman had when she was a child.

"You say I'm naive, you're naive..." Jian Mo's nose was already a little bit sore.

How can this man give her such a memory in such a busy life?