Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

"Okay, if nothing happens, you can go out and let me alone."

The assistant took the documents signed by Gu Yangang, crept and sneaked at Gu Yan, and saw that she did not blame herself. She sighed and patted her chest with confidence.

Gu Yan double elbows on the table, holding his head in both hands, his eyes gently licking, his mouth is playful, and he bends deep into the arc, it seems that you can hang the kettle, very cute look.

"Follow my own heart, where is my heart? She has long been out of her control."

"I only want a plain life, no ups and downs, all kinds of blame, as long as it is simple, peaceful, happy, as long as there is a husband who loves to care for himself, a lovely child, a lifetime, like this in life. Will suffice"

"Just looking for someone who loves you, and someone who loves you, keeps a lifetime. Why do you have so many obstacles to the realization of such a small wish..."

With a bang, the air is quiet and the phone is not obedient. Gu Yan shook his head and wanted to open up those thoughts that had drifted into the sky.

Gu Yan patted his little head, took back the god, rubbed his eyes, picked up the bright mobile phone, and opened the screen.

It was a text message sent by Mo Yichen. There was some little excitement in Gu Yan’s heart, and the heart twitched and kept on, and the face suddenly became hot and painful.

"Gu Yan, do you have time at night? I found a particularly delicious restaurant, I will take you there, and I recently heard that I have released a very nice anime movie dream travel, you will definitely like it. The score is also very high. I went to your studio to find you at night, how are you looking? Smiley"

Gu Yan read a word carefully and carefully, this should be his first special appointment to himself, and he opened his heart and began to smirk towards the ceiling.

"Okay, I don't see you."

Just press the send button, think of Wen Yunfeng, you must make a decision within three days, you can't meet with Mo Yichen during this period, otherwise the default is to give up, once he finds out, he will immediately send the photo to the Internet, the first thing is Send it to Mo Yi Chen's mobile phone.

Gu Yan thought about thinking about God. When they were eating, suddenly Mo Yichen’s cell phone rang and saw photos that should not be seen. He would run to slap himself, or leave without a word. . Or even more, when they kissed, they suddenly sent photos, and the consequences would be unimaginable. The picture is hard to imagine, and when it is time, I will be left alone.

The more I think, the more I feel that I can't go, and I am so entangled.

Gu Yan leaned on the chair, tilted his legs, thought for a moment, picked up the phone, and looked reluctant.

"Today, there are a lot of things in the studio. Let's make another appointment..."

No, it is clear that this is to reject the pursuit of others. If he does not want to be himself again in the future, do you want to speak for yourself? After all, it is the young master of the Mohist family. This obviously does not give people a feeling of love, and then immediately deleted.

"I, my body is a little uncomfortable today, let's make another appointment."

Gu Yan, who sent the text message, put the phone on the side of the table, holding his own exquisite head in one hand, and knocking one hand on the table, his eyes squinting at the phone, staring at him.

For a long time, the phone screen did not light up, Gu Yan picked up the phone and found the signal is not very good, in the room, lift the phone, lift it up, put it down for a while, find the best place for the signal.

There is still no text message, and the black screen reflects the beauty of the country, and it is a bitter face.

"Is he angry with himself? Will he not be himself anymore?"

"The boys should not be so stingy."

"Is he in a hurry? I want to call him again and tell him the truth of the matter."

"Oh, I knew I promised myself, what are these things?"

At the meeting, Mo Yichen is telling the company's old shareholders about their overall plan for the company's future construction. When it comes to relish, the phone in the pocket suddenly vibrates, and it must be Gu Yan's own text message.

But looking down, look at the old shareholders who are here, they look serious, one by one, waiting to seize their own handles, so that they can be used to criticize, but also embarrassed to take out the phone to see the text messages from Yan Yan.

In the conference room, Mo Yichen talked and talked. Standing in front of the big screen, he was handsome and handsome. Now his talent is even more praiseable.

In the conference room, discussion sounds, praises, applause, and continuous.

The old shareholders no longer questioned whether he could manage the company. Those who had been eyeing the chairman of the board were also blushing and silent.

Finally, the meeting was over. Mo Yichen smiled and raised a smile. She wanted to tell Gu Yan about this good news. He had already wiped out the obstacles in front of him.

She is ill, how is she doing now? She doesn't matter, I can't help but send her to the hospital.

Seeing the news of Gu Yan's illness, Mo Yichen took the coat, and he was driving to see Gu Yan. His heart was anxious. He just changed his face with peach blossoms, just as the weather changed as fast, just sunny. The sun is shining, and now it is clouded, thunderbolt, and stormy.

Just about to go out, he happened to meet the assistant. She was holding a thick envelope and stood quietly at the door. She was a little overwhelmed. So close to Mo Yichen, this is the first time that his body Warm, the smell is constantly coming, her little face is red and red.

"Ink, there is a man who just came to our company and let me hand over this to you, so that you must open it and have an unexpected surprise."

The assistant lowered his head, his hands clasped to his chest, and his back was sweating. The blush on his face spread out a little bit with time.

"Okay, I know, you have to go first." Mo Yichen did not notice the shy assistant, the tone was cold.

The chill came, and the assistant next to him shivered and limped away with his arms.

Mo Yichen took the envelope and observed it carefully.

Nothing was written on the envelope, but it was filled with something.

Torn the envelope hard, took out a thick photo, and Mo Yichen looked surprised. He looked around and saw no one looking at himself. He quickly put the photo into his pocket, closed the door, and placed the jacket in his hand on the chair. On, sit down and take out the photo and scatter it on the table.