Evening wind is not as affectionate as you

"That's good." Knowing his friend's plan, Lin Ran was a little relieved, "If you have difficulties in the future, I must be the first person to look for."

The two looked at each other, and then smiled at each other, as if they had returned to the state of getting along in college.

Saying goodbye to Lin Ran, Xia Wan returned to Li's villa reeking of alcohol, and saw the man on the sofa as soon as he opened the door.

"have not sleep yet?"

Xia Wan smiled cheerfully, supported the table beside her and walked towards the stairs.

Li Mochen put down the tablet in his hand, walked up to the woman, took the initiative to support her, and frowned slightly.

"Have you been drinking?" came the displeased voice, "Drinking so much?"

Xia Wan lowered her head and didn't talk to her. Under the light, she was half drunk and half awake, but she was much more well-behaved than usual.

He helped Xia Wan back to the room and put her on the bed, and just about to unbutton her clothes, Li Mochen's hands froze in midair.

Forget it, they haven't reached such an intimate level, if she wakes up, she might blame herself.

He got up, pulled the quilt aside to cover her body, and then left the room with light steps.

The next day, the sunlight refracted in through the glass, and the dazzling sunlight hit Xia Wan's eyes.

The woman on the bed turned over, slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, her head was about to burst from the pain.

After a hangover, Xia Wan rubbed her drowsy head, looked down to see that her clothes were intact, she struggled to get up, walked to the sink, and simply flushed cold water on her face.

Turning on the phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, which meant that she was already late for work.

Back in the room, he immediately flipped through a piece of clothing, and when he was about to change into it, Li Mochen, who was wearing home clothes, came up.

"You want to go out?" Li Mochen held milk and bread in his hands and handed them to Xia Wan.

"Why haven't you gone to work yet?"

Xia Wan was a little flustered, got up and walked towards the locker room.

"It's the weekend."

Li Mochen's voice sounded from behind, with a faint smile.

Xia Wan paused, then turned around, took a set of home clothes from the closet and went back to the dressing room.

When she came out of the dressing room, Li Mochen was no longer in the room, he must have been reading the newspaper downstairs.

Regarding Li Mochen's reading of newspapers, Xia Wan had long been suspicious. He was obviously young in the information age, but he just read financial newspapers and news every morning and night, very much like a veteran cadre.

Muttering a few words in her heart, Xia Wan came downstairs, there was a newspaper lying on the tea table, but there was no trace of the person.

Although it was a vacation, this was the first time the two of them spent the weekend since she married Li Mochen.

I thought it would be a little embarrassing, but since Li Mochen is not here, she can do whatever she wants.

Thinking of this, Xia Wan took out her favorite potato chips and biscuits, took out a few cans of drinks from the refrigerator, and placed them on the coffee table.

She propped her chin with her left hand and was thinking, as if something was missing?
By the way, there is still a TV series.

Turning on the TV, she curled up on the sofa, tuned a few channels, and watched the latest soap opera.

From time to time, I meditated, complained about the screenwriter's screenwriting ability, beat my chest and sighed from time to time.

As soon as Li Mochen came in, he saw Xia Wan grabbing potato chips and stuffing them into his mouth, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were full of smiles.

Walking in front of her, Li Mochen resumed his previous serious look, "I forgot to tell you that the door is locked at ten o'clock."

"What? You didn't say that at the beginning!"

Xia Wan was a little unsteady and almost fell off the sofa.

Li Mochen glanced at her casually with his deep eyes, and parted his thin lips slightly, "I just decided."

"Why?" Xia Wan scratched her hair annoyedly, "Didn't you agree that as long as I cooperate with you, we will not interfere with each other?"

"Your performance last night made me very dissatisfied. If it fell into Li Moting's hands, do you think you will come back intact?"

Li Mochen's displeased voice slowly sounded, "Since you want to be my helper, don't lose the chain."

After several lectures, Xia Wan gradually lost her confidence. Instead, she turned around and slumped on the sofa, continuing to watch TV.

"The celebration banquet for the Li family the day after tomorrow. Grandpa means to let everyone in the company know the project we got. Of course, it's also a deterrent, a warning to Li Moting."

Li Mochen said a few words after a long absence.

"I will arrange people to come to my house the day after tomorrow, and then you will follow them to do styling."

Li Mochen stood in front of the sofa, bent down, breathed hot air in Xia Wan's ear, and a magnetic and pleasant voice sounded, "Dress up better, don't lose face."

Xia Wan was stunned by Li Mochen's sudden operation, and when she nodded in response, the man had already left the living room.

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On this day, when Xia Wan got up early, Li Mochen had already gone to the company to make arrangements.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, there were several cars parked under the villa, and when Xia Wan opened the door, all of them rushed in.

"Wait a minute, I'll make sure with Li Husband, you guys rest first." Xia Wan smiled kindly.

Turning around, a WeChat message was sent: "Those stylists and make-up artists, you asked them to come here?"

Li Mochen was in a meeting right now, when the phone screen lit up, he clicked on it, and it was Xia Wan who was asking him.

Li Mochen: "You just need to sit there, and don't care about the rest."

Li Mochen simply replied and closed the phone.

The directors present looked at each other, only to see his slender fingers tap the table lightly, "I'll stop here today, we'll talk about things tomorrow."

After speaking, the others stood up, and Li Mochen walked out of the conference room and walked towards the banquet hall.

After receiving the list from Process Assistant, Li Mochen frowned slightly, "Why did you invite people from the Xia family?"

Assistant Cheng lowered his head and replied cautiously, "The chairman said he wanted to let Xia's family know that what they don't want to see is actually better than them."

Hearing this, Li Mochen nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Send a few people to watch them, don't do anything bad."

Assistant Cheng nodded, then followed Li Mochen to the awarding platform.

"Has Xia Wan come yet?"

Li Mochen tidied his cuffs slowly and asked.

Assistant Cheng looked at his watch, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and speculated, "Madam is probably on the way now."

Following Li Mochen into the bathroom, Assistant Cheng adjusted the folds of the collar of his suit and changed into a dark red tie. After looking at the itinerary, Li Mochen knew it by heart, and then ordered Assistant Cheng, "Follow me to the door Welcome the guests."

When the two arrived at the door, they happened to meet the old man on crutches, with Li Baiyuan and Ning Yao behind him.

"Grandpa, you are here."

Li Mochen smiled a little more on his cold face, and walked up to Li Feiran first to support him, completely ignoring the intentions of the two behind him.

Ignored by his son, Li Baiyuan's face was blue and white, but he was about to speak but Ning Yao held him back.

"Mo Chen, your father and your aunt are also here."