Evening wind is not as affectionate as you

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and after half a year, everything around seemed to be back to normal.

Xia Wan and Li Mochen also commute to and from get off work on time every day, discuss cooperation, and supervise projects. Except for rarely seeing Li Moting, everything else is very normal.

"Son, what's going on with your father, why can't you get in touch?"

Li Mochen's side was not in a hurry, but Li Moting's side was different.

In the past six months, Ning Yao has been trying to contact Li Baiyuan, but there has been no result, and the most important thing is that every time she goes abroad, she is stopped by Mr. Li with various reasons.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man is still normal, she would have wondered if the old man knew something.

"Don't count on your father. The old man will not let us contact him. All my overseas projects have been transferred to Li Mochen by the old man. You should be quiet recently."

"Don't contact my father anymore. I'm afraid that if this continues, the old man will really start to doubt."

Li Mochen alone was difficult enough, if the old man wanted to investigate what happened back then, Li Moting really wasn't sure he would be able to stop it.

In the past six months, his power has been shrinking, but that bastard's power has not decreased but increased, which has made him very aggrieved during this time.

He was even somewhat apprehensive, after all, if this went on like this, he would soon be unable to hold on, and what they had done would be completely revealed.

"But, besides your father, who else can we count on? The old man is helping that little bastard everywhere. You don't have anyone behind you. How could you possibly beat him? Otherwise..."

Although Li Moting didn't know what his mother's plan was, when he saw Ning Yao's eyes, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

So before she could speak, he interrupted directly.

"Mum, you don't have to worry about this matter. I still have a solution. I can't do it for Li Mochen. Can I not solve the others?"

After all, Li Moting turned around and left without waiting for Ning Yao to say anything.

It's not that he has no choice, it's just that he really doesn't want to use this method unless he has to, because if he doesn't handle it well, he will cause a bad smell instead.

Coupled with his current situation, it can be said that it is even more difficult to stand up again.

Xia Wan didn't care about Li Moting's mood, but she was in a very bad mood right now.

It can be said that this is the time when she is in the worst mood every day, because it is time to drink Chinese medicine again, which is really too painful for her.

"Ma'am, let's drink, there is still one week, we can finish it."

Xia Wan has been drinking this traditional Chinese medicine for several months, but I still can't get used to it, because it is really too bitter, so bitter that it makes my scalp feel numb.

"You've been saying this for almost half a year. I know you're doing it for my own good, but I'm almost in good health. Didn't Wenbei say I'm fine the last time I checked? Why do you still drink this thing?"

"Listen to Uncle Gui, Wenbei is a doctor of Western medicine, and Uncle Gui said he will change your pills next week."

Hearing this, Xia Wan's face collapsed instantly. Even after drinking for a week, she still needs to take medicine, right?

Although she knew that this man was for her own good, she was still unwilling to accept it. She had never regretted saving Li Mochen, but every time before taking the medicine, she would regret it for two seconds, really only two seconds.

Uncle Gui was the old Chinese doctor introduced by Wenbei back then, and now he can be regarded as half of that guy's master.

In fact, Uncle Gui hasn't seen a doctor for many years, but he was invited out by Li Mochen abruptly, Xia Wan must be lying if he said he wasn't moved.

But no matter how moved she was, she couldn't stop the pain of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Ma'am, finish your drink obediently, and I will drink too, and I will accompany you."

In fact, what moved Xia Wan the most was that Li Mochen obviously had nothing serious about his body, and he also drank the traditional Chinese medicine with him for half a year to regulate his body.

Of course, Chinese medicine can't be drunk casually, what Li Mochen drinks is also for conditioning his own body, and the taste seems to be worse than hers.

She secretly tasted it and almost sent her away, but Li Mochen was able to drink it expressionlessly every time.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you, I'll drink it now, but if you're fine, don't drink this stuff. Although Chinese medicine is said to nourish your body, if you have nothing to do, drinking it for a long time will lead to extremes. "

After the two confronted each other for a while, Xia Wan finally chose to compromise. After all, she had no resistance to Li Mochen's serious and gentle expression.

And she knew in her heart that although she resisted, she still had to drink what she should drink, after all, her body was the most important thing.

"Don't worry, your uncle has adjusted the formula for me."

Although Li Mochen drank the traditional Chinese medicine to accompany Xia Wan, he answered the empathetic words, but he would not ruin his body because of this matter.

If he broke his body, it would be Xia Wan who would suffer, so he couldn't bear it.

"By the way, my uncle's 50th birthday is next month, and we're going to go there."

After hearing Li Mochen's words, Xia Wan swallowed all the concoction in one breath, then nodded with a bitter face.

During the past six months, Li Mochen would occasionally take her to Mu's house. Although Li Mochen's uncle looked fierce, he was a very nice person. At least he was kind to her and Li Mochen, the kind that had no purpose.

"Husband, in the past six months, the level of the decoction has improved, but it is still as bitter as ever. Someday you can decoct the medicine for me to make it sweet, and I will drink it obediently."

In the past six months, Li Mochen has not only improved his cooking skills, he can even control decoction.

In the past six months, the two of them went to many places. Although they all went because of work, Li Mochen still took her to see many scenery that she had never seen before.

Although she was still very busy, Xia Wan felt more fulfilled than before.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, dear, don't dream, I have nothing to do today, let me accompany you back to uncle's place, we haven't gone back for a long time."

Xia Wan, who was bullied by Li Mochen, froze for a moment, then nodded.

As he mentioned, she has been busy for the past six months, so she seldom visited her uncle and the others, but they kept in touch on the phone, and occasionally she would share with her uncle the fun things they encountered at work.

Or difficult things, uncle's years of experience gave them a lot of help.

"To put it nicely, you can die, this mouth is really getting worse and worse, don't you think?"

Saying that, Xia Wan stretched out her hand to pinch Cheng Mochen's face, and pulled it away vigorously, the man who was originally in need of a beating became a lot weirder in an instant.

Xia Wan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then saw Li Mochen looking at her dotingly, her face turned red instantly.