While the two were acting, Zhou Wei knocked on the door and stood at the door aggrievedly holding a cup of medicinal food.
The medicated diet was prepared by Qin Yin personally to condition Mo Yichen's body. Not only were the ingredients extremely difficult to find, but it was even more difficult to select the finest ingredients in the medicated diet.
In the past, Qin Yin would do all these things himself, just to help Jun Sili, the second brother of the Jun family, take care of himself.
She would work tirelessly to prepare medicine for dozens of hours. In order to make medicinal soup for him, she would personally go to the mountains to dig the freshest ginseng...
Even though I was covered in bruises, I was afraid of damaging the ginseng. Adding it to the medicinal diet too late would affect the effectiveness of the medicine. As soon as I brought it home, I started busy in the kitchen, simmering it over low heat.
But this time, when she wanted to pay for Mo Yichen, the man next to her held her hand down.
Mo Yichen held her little head firmly with his big palm, and his voice was gentler than ever before:
"Little fool, as long as you have this heart, that's all."
"A person who truly loves you will not bear to let you make yourself suffer so hard."
Only then did Qin Yin understand that the person who truly loves you doesn't care about her hard work.
I just feel bad that you will be tired if you do this.
Therefore, the task of making medicated meals naturally fell on the wronged assistant Zhou Wei.
Zhou Wei was holding the medicinal meal at the moment, and he was almost moved to tears.
"Mr. Mo, the medicinal meal is ready. You can eat it while it's hot."
With permission, he walked into the master bedroom carrying the medicinal meal.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Madam lying lazily in Mr. Mo's arms, her little hands playing with his loose tie unscrupulously.
And the laptop that happened to be sitting in front of President Mo happened to be connected to Mo's shareholder meeting!
Hiss... Live broadcast, is it so exciting?
But he did not dare to continue to look around, put the medicinal meal in front of the desk, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and escaped.
Qin Yin looked at the medicinal food.
Today's medicinal diet is still to cure the disease of inactivity, and it seems that Mo Yichen has not recovered yet.
No wonder the gun didn't go off that night.
It turned out that the gun had no fire at all.
Qin Yin understood, got up and brought the cup of medicinal food over, and used a spoon to casually tease out the essence of the soup.
Mo Yichen glanced at the other side of the video conference and continued to give his opinions on Mo's recent plan.
Shareholders wiped their sweat and sat upright waiting for sanctions.
After Mo Yichen's accident, the Mo Group was taken into the hands of uncles from the Mo family.
Mr. Mo retreated to the back line too early, and now he is even more indifferent to worldly affairs. Mo Yichen and Mo Yiyi's biological mother passed away early.
Mo Yize, the second son of the stepmother who was most likely to take over the Mo Group, was sent out of the country three years ago.
For a time, the Mo Group was gradually controlled by the uncle's lineage.
Mo Yichen had been letting things slide for the past three years, but after he stood up, he finally began to formally handle the group's affairs.
Although it was only a video meeting of shareholders, shareholders were all in danger.
In just a few words, several more relatives of the shareholders who had been placed in the Mo Group were kicked out.
Demotion is a demotion, dismissal is a dismissal!
The methods are so vigorous and resolute that people are awe-inspiring.
Qin Yin saw that he was busy and waited for a while. At least she understood a lot about finance that she had studied in Qingbei.
Mo's is currently undergoing a major reshuffle.
She wasn't going to disturb Mo Yichen and was about to take a shower first.
Before leaving, she deliberately teased him with a breathy voice: "Dalang, it's time to take medicine~"
After saying that, she was about to run away when a big hand grabbed her slender waist forcefully, and the little girl was instantly drawn back into his arms.
"!!!" Mo's shareholders: Let me knock!
We are busy enough with meetings and sanctions, but we still have air conditioning? ?
However, how dare they have any objections.
All of them were roaring inwardly, but on their faces they maintained the seriousness that a laborer should have.
Mo Yichen lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, stretched out a finger to pinch the tip of the girl's nose and said: "Yinyin... I'm a little busy right now. I'm in a meeting, so I can't free my hands."
"If the medicinal food is left to dry out, the efficacy of the medicine will be weakened."
"Why don't you feed me, baby?"
The man's voice was clear and smooth, with a flirty ending.
The word "baby" almost made Qin Yin's heart melt.
He tilted his head and leaned close to her ear. The hot air warmed her ears, and he breathed unevenly, making a low and seductive sound.
The voice was not deliberately lowered, but it fell into the ears of the shareholders on the other end of the video conference.
This state, this pampering attitude towards the Gu people, was completely different from Mo Yanluo who was decisive and killing in front of them.
Mr. Mo, shouldn't he be taken away by some love brain?
But in the face of Mr. Mo's power.
Shareholders dare not get angry or speak out! !
Qin Yin sat on Mo Yichen's lap, tightly wrapped in his arms by his breath.
For a moment, the tip of my heart was throbbing.
So he nodded obediently: "Okay."
Qin Yin stood up, took the medicinal meal aside and approached Mo Yichen.
The man was looking down at the project information at the moment. Everyone said that the man looked very attractive when he worked seriously.
Mo Yichen was extremely excited at this moment.
After seeing it, he did not forget to circle Qin Yin back to his territory, letting her petite body stand between his long legs that were draped lazily next to the sofa.
Then he glanced coldly at the shareholders at the other end of the video conference, and said in a serious voice with a hint of arrogance that was easily detectable: "I'm sorry, my wife feels sorry for me because I've just recovered and am relatively weak, so she wants to personally feed me some medicinal food. "
"My wife is shy, so don't look at her."
That arrogant little tone made the shareholders even more frightened: Oh my god, Mr. Mo is in this state.
Isn't it true that I'm possessed by evil spirits?
Besides, when had Mr. Mo ever said "sorry" to them?
However, the experienced professionals and foxes in the workplace can easily see the essence through the appearance:
Mr. Mo is not drinking medicated food. Isn't this inappropriate and deliberately spreading dog food online?
However, the hard-working worker had no choice but to chew dog food while secretly sending a message to his wife:
[Honey, I also want to drink medicinal food! ]
A certain lady: [You really should drink medicinal food, just for a few seconds each time!
If there is one minute left before the end of the world, I don’t even know what to do with you in the remaining fifty seconds! ]
A certain shareholder: […]
Could it be that this is what Mr. Mo was talking about? ?
For a moment, the shareholders' glances at Mo Yichen became obscure and questioning.
Qin Yin stirred the medicinal meal and fed Mo Yichen a mouthful, and then said deliberately: "Mr. Mo, you need to drink more."
"This medicinal diet is also known as the kidney-tonifying and yang-tonifying soup. Drinking more will be beneficial."
The little girl said, putting another mouthful to his lips.
Mo Yichen drank calmly, then suddenly opened the lid of his laptop with one hand, took the medicinal soup from Qin Yin's hand and put it aside.
Then he brought his thin lips up and pressed them between the little girl's delicate lips.
"!!!" Shareholders in the conference room: Damn it, the rumor has been refuted!
Mr. Mo is obviously very good at it! !
"Hmm..."
Qin Yin was so anxious that he struggled wildly in Mo Yichen's arms.
By shutting down the computer at this point, wouldn't it let all shareholders know... that they are doing bad things?
A kiss that tasted like medicinal food ended.
The two looked at each other, and Qin Yin shrank his neck, feeling that Mo Yichen at this moment was simply a big bad wolf staring at the little rabbit's prey.
"Mr. Mo, what do you want to do?"
The little girl pursed her lips, looking like she was about to be bullied.
Mo Yichen lowered his eyes and smiled: Do you insist on calling him Mr. Mo at home? Are you so outspoken?
He deliberately pinched her cheek and kissed her, saying dumbly:
"Dive you."
"..." Shareholders in the conference room: They have experienced the fun of the big president and the small secretary!
