Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

After returning home, Mo Yichen fell into a meditation. Later, he couldn’t sleep in bed. The thoughts in his mind were the ones that Gu Yan and Wen Yunfeng walked out of the door tonight, even though they just opened a door. But I don't know why Mo Yichen always felt a little wrong in his heart and couldn't say it.

"Really, how can I sleep tonight? Want to do so much? She has nothing to do with me! Sleep." Mo Yichen still blames himself.

In this way, it was impossible to sleep at night, and Mo Yichen was planted a big heel. I didn’t expect anything to be found by him. It was not counted that he would be defeated in the hands of a woman today.

"President, did you sleep well last night?" Wu just finished breakfast and looked at the tired Mo Yichen. He still felt that Mo Yichen should not sleep well this time, but he still cares about greetings.

"What do you think? Why can't I sleep well, why can't I sleep well?" Mo Yichen suddenly yawned and sold him, and Wu Gang refused to laugh.

"Oh! Let's talk about today's itinerary."

Mo Yichen likes to listen to the news while eating, and it is more efficient.

"Today you open a small meeting in the morning, and then sign the contract with the general manager. In the afternoon, some documents in the afternoon need you to look over, and then nothing happens." Wu Gang said slowly.

"That means there is no special arrangement today."

"It should be possible to say this." Wu Gang also sat down to eat and eat.

"Good! Try to arrange the work in advance, I will go to the hospital early in the afternoon." Mo Yichen thoughtfully.

"it is good."

It is said that he really wants to know why Gu Yan was with Wen Yunfeng last night. Now, Mo Yichen has not thought about it clearly. Thinking about it, Gu Yan has not broken the thought of staying with Wen Yunfeng. She used her words to persuade her to renew. Looking back at my original appearance, it seems that this should be a good return, thinking about Mo Yichen revealing a smirk.

"President, are you okay?" Wu Gang had observed Mo Yichen for a long time while eating. He had been chewing on ham bread that he did not like, which made Wu Gang very surprised and ate his own repulsive food. Also showing a face of a bad smile, this should be a problem.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, you're fine."

"Do you say that Miss Gu has brought the manuscript to you to see the scale?" Wu Gang is the pot that does not mention which pot, Mo Yichen now has the urge to eat him.

"How do I know that you didn't see people busy dating? Don't have long eyes." Mo Yichen felt like he was angry, and there was no idea to calm his anger.

"What happened to me? I don't care about design? I also said that I am not jealous, hey, my president, you have to cheer." Wu Gang had a mouthful of bread and drank a large mouthful of milk.

Gu Yan also went out here, today is Friday, it is the first day of the last week of this week, not tired last night, feeling refreshed, on the bus, ready to go to work.

Along the way, it is a scene of the city. Although it is noisy, it is full of vigor. Gu Yan’s reason is to be here instead of leaving here, because there are people who care about it – grandma and a son who will only know it soon.

Gu Yan thought of these two people, could not help but hang down the eyelids.

"Wuhu Road is here, please get passengers off!"

Going back to the studio, Gu Yan still poured a glass of water at the door as before, then greeted him, punched the card into the office, finally poured some water before the pot, sat down to open the computer, check today's news, and finally enter himself. Time alone.

It feels like a job in a war. In Gu Yan’s view, the workplace is where you go to hone, but she doesn’t like this fast-paced life. She is thinking that she can live a smooth life and always feel that the pressure is great. Now it seems that I have also incorporated this fast-paced way of life. This is a way she wants to force herself to learn to live under the roof of others.

Gu Yan admired the flowers on the potted plants that had just sprouted. This kind of life is really good. In fact, one person is also very good.

"Gu Yanjie, the news of Tianda." Xiao Ling rushed straight in, really scared Gu Yan.

"What's wrong? So anxious."

"I just calculated the order we received this month, you guess how many of us." Xiao Ling looked small and excited and looked at Gu Yan who was still in the circle.

"You said, I have no calculations, how do I know, don't sell the Guan straight and say no." Gu Yan wanted to know that the first barrel of gold she earned was not enough to spend on her grandmother's illness.

"We have fifty-eight orders! Happy? Gu Yanjie, our brands are all out. Nowadays, many high-income people want to buy a house, but they have not neglected to design a good-looking style, so we can expand and recruit more. More investors are coming to expand our scale."

Gu Yan thought that she might be happy, but who is the first person she wants to tell now? Xiaohan Manla or Mo Yichen Gu Yan was there.

"Gu Yan, what's wrong with you? Is it not happy?"

"Yes, we are striving to get a hundred orders next month. This is also your credit. I just did a designer job, change the day, um... about Sunday, I invite everyone to have a meal. Let's celebrate it when we get there."

"Really? Gu Yanjie, you are so good! I will tell you, well, don't bother you, you should be busy first." Then Xiaoling squatted out, Gu Yan helplessly shake Shake his head.

"In the end, I hope that I can let him know that I can live a wonderful life without him." Gu Yan turned and opened the last design drawing on the desk, looking at the colorful decoration, designing the toys inside. At first glance, I am very careful.

"I still wrote the last letter." Then Gu Yan looked at the satisfactory design drawings and couldn't help but smile.

Gu Yan also worried that she went out with Wen Yunfeng last night and delayed the draft. She was afraid that Mo Yichen would blame herself. In fact, she could have given a good manuscript to Mo Yichen last night, but Wen Yunfeng took her away on a phone call. Except for the phone call yesterday, I never called her again.

"I don't know when he can come wrong. What am I doing? I think what the iron face is, I am sick."

Gu Yan went on to write the manuscript.

Today, I am still worried about things. Mo Yichen listened casually during the meeting. Gu Yan went to work and wrote the manuscript slowly and slowly. In the end, I still thought about the other person’s mind, but it was too tiring.

Finally arrived in the afternoon.