The pattern is open, after the divorce, I am popular in the expensive circle

Ning Yichu looked at the extra invitation card in his hand, wanted to cry but had no tears, didn't he reminisce about the old days?

How did it become to find someone for her?

The two chatted for a while, and Ning Yichu sent Grandma Li downstairs.

On the way back to the office, it suddenly occurred to her that Grandma Li seemed to have invited Ning Ning to her birthday.

As he got off work at noon, Ning Yichu took out the suit he had prepared and planned to return it to Mo Baiyou.

When I came to the top floor, when I knocked on the door, I found that the door of the president's office was not closed tightly, and Mo Baiyou's deep voice came from inside, "Vincent?"

There was a hint of urgency in the shout, unlike the calm and breezy one before, Ning Yichu gently opened the door, "Mr. Mo, are you looking for Wen Te's help? He seems to have gone to the cafeteria."

Mo Baiyou raised his head in astonishment when he heard the sound, a trace of astonishment flashed across his deep black eyes, "Miss Ning?"

"I've already washed and ironed your coat." Ning Yichu shook the bag in her hand, she cut off the label, and it was hard to see that this was not the original one.

Mo Baiyou pondered and pointed to the sofa next to him, "You can just put it there."

Ning Yichu put down the bag but didn't leave immediately, because she noticed that Mo Baiyou's face was abnormally pale, and one hand was still covering his stomach, as if he was uncomfortable.

"President Mo, is there something wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I've got an old problem. I'll be fine after a while." Mo Baiyou said, getting up to fetch hot water, but he gasped after walking two steps, his tall body staggered, and the water glass It almost fell to the ground too.

Ning Yichu had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly stepped forward to support him, "Be careful!"

Suddenly there was a faint fragrance of gardenia in his nostrils. Mo Baiyou pressed his abdomen with his right hand, turned his head to meet her eyes, saw a trace of concern in her eyes, and said, "Thank you."

"You'd better sit down, I'll pour it for you." Ning Yichu helped him to sit back on the executive chair, ran to get a cup of hot water, hesitated again and again, thought about him several times, but couldn't help but speak Ask, "Is it stomach trouble? Is there any medicine?"

"I just finished taking the medicine. I wanted to ask Vincent to buy it..." Mo Baiyou calmed down for a while, and then he opened his mouth weakly, with sweat on his forehead.

Ning Yichu looked at the time, it was just after twelve o'clock, and he didn't know where Assistant Wen was. Looking at his uncomfortable appearance, he couldn't wait for the assistant to come back to buy medicine.

"I remember there is a pharmacy not far downstairs, just wait for me, I'll go buy it right away."

"This is too much trouble for you. After all, you were only forced to stay." Mo Baiyou couldn't help but speak.

"No matter what the reason is, now that I'm holding your salary, I should share the boss's worries. Wait for me, if you feel really uncomfortable, drink more water..." Ning Yichu said, and explained a few more words, hurried out of the office.

After she left, Mo Baiyou got up and came to the French window, and after a while, he saw a beautiful figure rushing into the pharmacy opposite.

The discomfort in the stomach seemed to be relieved instantly.

Arctic Group is a famous luxury brand in Europe. He is not a pure European, but a mixed blood of Central Europe. He was not favored in the family at first, and he was born with heart disease.

Everyone expected that he would not live to be 30 years old, and the family's succession and cultivation never paid attention to him.

Just when he thought his life was coming to an end...

She appeared.

She was like a myth, and in just a few hours of surgery, he cured his heart disease.

He still remembers the scene of a woman wearing a white coat calmly ordering the medical staff to start the operation just before he was about to pass out after receiving the anesthesia.

The mask covered most of her face, but the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, with high spirits, calm and confident, made him unable to look away no matter what.

In the days after he recovered from his illness, he always dreamed of this scene...

An elusive sharpness flashed in Mo Baiyou's dark eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and then he sat back at the desk.

Not long after, Ning Yichu came back with the medicine profusely sweating.

Regardless of rest, he poured another cup of hot water, took out two pills and handed them to Mo Baiyou.

Mo Baiyou took the medicine, leaned on the seat to relax for a while, his pale complexion gradually improved.

Ning Yichu often took care of the two children at home, and said habitually, "Mr. Mo, don't underestimate the stomach problem. It seems fatal, but the pain is tormenting. Why don't you eat before you go to work?" ?”

Mo Baiyou covered his stomach with one hand, "This is an old problem from the past, but it hasn't recurred for a long time."

"Stomach disease can only be warmed up slowly. Everyone is off work, so don't work too hard, and the work is endless."

Mo Baiyou rolled his deep eyes, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, "You make me think that you are not a jade carver, but a doctor I invited."

Ning Yichu was taken aback, and simply walked over to take away the document in front of him, and said with a smile, "Then I'll pretend to be a doctor, let's go, go eat first, I won't be hungry if I have stomach problems."

Mo Baiyou's eyes fell on her clear and beautiful cheeks, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I would like to follow Dr. Ning's orders."

Ning Yichu hadn't heard anyone call her doctor for a long time, she suddenly looked at Mo Baiyou and asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"

Mo Baiyou remained calm, "Of course I have. I have noticed you for a long time."

Ning Yichu thought that Mo Baiyou was so handsome, if he had seen her before, how could he not be impressed, probably because he had seen a lot of Chinese-European mixed race, handsome people all looked similar.

They went to a well-known congee man and congee woman, and even at noon, there was a steady stream of people.

After ordering, Ning Yichu specially ordered the waiter to make it lighter.

Mo Baiyou said softly, "It's hard to imagine that your ex-husband divorced you when you are so gentle and considerate, he must be a scumbag."

Ning Yichu paused while pouring water, his expression was a little stiff.

"Sorry to bring up your grief."

"Fortunately."

Mo Baiyou saw that the previous marriage still had a thorn in her heart, she felt a little shy, and changed the subject again, "How do you feel in the past few days in the North Pole, are you still used to it?"

"It's pretty good so far. The colleagues are very enthusiastic and the atmosphere is very harmonious. By the way, I want to discuss with you that the next season's jade carving should start with traditional Chinese elements..."

"I reserved this private room in advance, how can you give it to someone else?"

In the middle of Ning Yichu's words, a questioning female voice came from behind, overshadowing her voice.

The female voice sounded familiar, and Ning Yichu glanced out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure.

Mo Baiyou raised his eyebrows slightly, followed her gaze, and then an imperceptible condensation flashed across his eyes.

Oh, it's them.