Mo Shao's new wife is online

Chapter 62 I Have No Expectations For Her

Chapter 62 I Have No Expectations For Her
"That's natural." Bai Wanjing echoed with a smile, "It is precisely because of you, Qianlie, who is courteous and thirsty for talents, that the Mo Group can develop to the unshakable king status today. We are rare His talent in architectural design will definitely live up to your expectations."

Mo Qianlie opened his lips indifferently, "I have no expectations for her. There are 276 architects in the architectural design department of Mo Group, of which 92 are chief architects. I can only talk about placing my trust in them." A little hope."

Bai Wanyang and the others looked very embarrassed.

Mo Qianlie's words can be said to be very rude.

There are so many people in the Mo Group, and there are 92 chief architects alone.You, Bai Wanyang, a new employee, how can you tell the president what to expect from you.

"What Mr. Mo said is true. I will work hard and definitely become the chief architect." Bai Wanyang hid the shadow in his eyes, smiled gently, and said firmly.

Mo Qianlie sipped his tea, turning a deaf ear to her words.

Just at this moment, the maid came over and said that the food was ready and we could go to the restaurant to eat.

Although Bai Zong was very dissatisfied with Mo Qianlie for not putting Bai Wanyang in his eyes so much, he thought that Bai Mushu had come back from death and became Mo Qianlie's wife, surpassing Bai Wanyang by several layers in terms of identity and status , I feel more and more unhappy.

But as old and cunning as he is, he naturally wouldn't show these things, and smoothed things over with a smile on his face, "Let's go eat. Mr. Mo, Mu Shu, we have prepared a lot of dishes, hoping to suit your taste."

A group of people are seated in a restaurant.Bai Wanjing sat in the upper seat, looking majestic.Bai Xiu, Bai Wanyang and their family sat on Bai Wanjing's left, while Bai Mushu and Mo Qianlie sat on Bai Wanjing's right.

The dining table was full of dishes.

"Dad, Mu Shu came back to visit you this time. You really put in a lot of effort! There are so many dishes." Bai Wanyang's mother, Zheng Changfang, said with a smile.

"You value Bai Mushu so much, she has the nerve to forget about us and say that we are lying." Bai Xiu rolled her eyes and began to talk about the previous incident again.

"Sister, don't mention the past. It's a family, harmony is the most important thing." Bai Zong said angrily, and smiled at Bai Mushu and Mo Qianlie, "You're welcome, eat with your chopsticks."

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating, but Mo Qianlie held Bai Mushu's hand under the table and motioned her not to move.

Although Bai Mushu didn't know what he was going to do, she obediently did not move.

"Mr. Mo, cousin, what's the matter with you? Why don't you eat?" Bai Wanyang asked suspiciously.

"That's right. Doesn't the food suit your taste?" Bai Zong also wondered.

"It really doesn't suit your taste." Mo Qianlie glanced at the dishes on the table coldly, and looked at Bai Wanjing, "Old Mr. Bai, you really ordered the kitchen to prepare these after you learned that Mu Shu would come back to see you today?"

"That's right." Bai Wanjing nodded.

"Then do you know what kind of food Mu Shu likes to eat?" Mo Qianlie's voice was cold.

When Bai Wanjing was questioned, his expression was slightly unnatural.Others have the same expression.

How could they remember what Bai Mushu liked to eat!The dishes on this table are all Bai Wanyang and Bai Wanjing's favorites.

"My family, Mu Shu, is prone to allergies to seafood." Mo Qianlie's Lingrui eyes swept over the crabs, shrimps, scallops and the like on the table, "What do these dishes mean?"

(End of this chapter)

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