Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

One day's toss, Gu Yan is a little exhausted.

"Well, then let's do this first. Everything will wait for me to go back tomorrow." Manra took out the hair she had just washed and walked out with a phone on her neck, and returned to work cleanly.

"I really have nothing to do, just say that you have to go back, you see, and delayed you so many things." Gu Yan looked up at her and said faintly.

Gu Yan’s mental state is not good. Today, she saw all the things she had experienced, and let her stay in this studio alone. Manra is really not at ease.

"Get it, you are still stubborn in front of me." Manra shrugged and looked at him with a big sly look, sitting down beside her.

"Right, you and Wen Yunfeng, how is it? How can he know the passing of the incident, this thing is not only you and Mo Yichen know?" Manla said his doubts, his brows wrinkled.

After all, this is about the reputation of the Moh Group. Even if the average person knows it, he will not dare to preach it.

Gu Yan thought of this, but she closed her eyes helplessly: "I am also very curious, if this is to let Mo Yichen know, I am afraid..."

Jingle Bell……

The phone sound suddenly sounded.

Gu Yan picked up his mobile phone and saw it. Sure enough, it was the man he just mentioned in his mouth, isn’t it, so fast?

She swallowed a slobber, hesitated, and picked up the phone.

"Hey?" the woman asked cautiously.

"Well, how about, Wen Yunfeng has stopped?" Hearing her voice, Mo Yichen's heart was inexplicably calm.

"Ah?" Gu Yan was asked by such a straightforward question.

How did he know that Wen Yunfeng was looking for himself today? Did he know that the surrogacy had been leaked, so he called to condemn himself.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan quickly explained: "That...the surrogate is not what I said, I don't know how he will."

"I told him to go out." Mo Yichen interrupted her words.

The magnetic sound seemed to be a cool wind at night, smoothing the uneasiness in Gu Yanxin, and gently slamming for a while.

"Are we not agreeing not to say anything? Wen Yunfeng knows, I am afraid it will be bad for your company..."

In short, after this thing is well known, it is the most unfavorable to him. What did Mo Yichen think? Suddenly, it must not be for her...

"Worried about me?" Gu Yan's voice was small, but he still heard it, and he could still feel her worry.

"..."

The other side of the phone suddenly silenced. I don’t know how to proceed. Yes, it’s a good thing. Why do you really worry about him subconsciously?

"Thank you, but I want to understand." Gu Yan looked at Manla with a calm look, turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night scene outside, there was no trace of waves in his heart.

"It is also a good thing, let me see some people, thank you for the experience, I don't regret it." Gu Yan said softly.

Two people looked at the same sky, and the two sides of the phone could hear each other's shallow breathing, and the atmosphere gradually became embarrassing.

"That's good, I will go to you tomorrow."

"Ah? Why are you looking for me?"

Subconsciously resisting to let Mo Yichen eat it, my heart is a bit uncomfortable, as if my own thoughts were seen.

"Of course, there is something to say to you, see you tomorrow." After that, he quickly hang up the phone.

I don't know what happened, Mo Yichen actually found that she was very flustered, how is it different from her usual...

"Hey, there is a situation, I have been watching you for a long time, this expression is not right, tell me quickly, who called you!" Manra saw her emotionally eased after the call, she immediately joked.

"What can be done? It's okay, take a break early, go to work tomorrow, and work hard with you for so long." Gu Yan said while pushing Manla.

The topic is gone, and Gu Yan, who is lying in bed, looks at the ceiling and has no sleepiness.

I have been echoing in my mind. "I will go to you tomorrow." I don't know why, there is still a little expectation in the heart to see him.

Early the next morning, Manra arbitrarily packed up and left early.

Looking at the figure that Manra hurried away, Gu Yan’s heart was warm, until the car drove out of sight, and it was ready to go back.

At this time, a few crisp horns sounded.

Looking back, it’s not the one who called myself last night.

The car stopped in front of him. The man untied the seat belt and closed the door. After a series of smooth movements, he walked up to her.

"Is it so early?" I haven't seen Mo Yichen for a long time, and I don't know what I should say.

"Yeah." Mo Yichen went around the other side of the car and took out what Wu Gang had prepared yesterday and sent it to her.

“What is this?” The exquisite small jewelry box and the black forest cake that looks very appetizing make her a little confused. This match... How is it a bit like a confession?

"Do you have a business with Qifei? Is it a celebration? Give it to you, don't have any psychological burden." Mo Yichen did not pass her eyes, handed her things to her, and came to her own hands. Inside the studio.

“The decoration is not bad, it is your style. I have time to design it for my office. The reward is double that of others.”

Mo Yichen looked at the furnishings and decoration here and took it seriously.

Gu Yan followed him and hesitated for a moment. This time he was a big help for himself, and there was no reason to refuse.

"it is good."

Seeing that Gu Yan readily agreed, the man stunned slightly.

"Then I want to hire you to go to work at our company?"

"..."

"Right, and, I will often come to see the studio here, to avoid the Wen Yunfeng who is coming to harass you again."

Gu Yan did not say a word, Mo Yichen arranged all of this.

"No need to use, I am very good at the studio." Gu Yan repeatedly waved and refused.

"Let's take you to my company to take a look." Mo Yichen did not seem to hear what she said.

"Amount..." How can this be rejected?

"Right, I have to go to the hospital to see my grandmother, the studio is enough for me, and the matter of going to your company is still a problem." Gu Yan said while starting to pack things.

Looking at his little assistant, he made a glimpse of his eyes.

"I am leaving first, Xiao Wang is good to entertain the ink."

Under the gaze of Mo Yichen, Gu Yan left the studio with great pressure.

After running for a few steps, I stopped and took a long sigh of relief.