The Beloved Wifey of Mr. Shui
Chapter 36 He's the Angel

Early in the morning, the mother and son had breakfast and packed it. Mo Xiaozhu brought the strong one to get onto the bus and sent him to kindergarten. When he came out, he saw time. If he goes to work, it should be too late.

He got on the bus and went to the talent market.

He walked to the door with his resume. There are a lot of people here, which shows that there are a lot of people looking for work.

When a company goes through it, he only has a few resumes, it is better to let his flaws in rather than cover them without consideration.

"Miss, which school did you graduate from?" After making a resume, a bespectacled man sitting behind a long table took his resume and examined it with interest.

"GT."

"Why is a good graduation school not written on a resume?" The man raised his head and stared through his slightly tea-colored glasses.

"I don't think it's a primary school to graduate. It is mainly about work ability. If you don't have the ability, which school doesn't qualify."

"Well, I can't wait to work with Miss Mo."

"Thank you."

It was just a small interlude in the interview. In fact, he did not remember the name of the hotel.it was just a hotel that would open, so there were many people employed.

After coming out of the talent center, Mo Xiaozhu found a noodle shop to have a bowl of beef noodles, a large piece of beef, and several hundred leaves. He liked to eat beef leaves since he was young, so he chewed a special Q. He was just about to return to his room to pack up and buy food to meet Qiang. His phone suddenly picked up and lifted him up quickly.

"Mmm, me," she's excited. She did not expect that someone would come to her house after she finished her resume.

"When?"

"Now."

"It's..."

"Miss Mo, you haven't eaten yet. Why don't you tell me where you are now? Let's send a car to meet you and eat with our boss. How's it?"

He didn't know who was the boss, but he didn't even know which hotel people were in. "No, I ate it. By the way, may I ask your boss's surname?"

"Family name of water."

The two simple words were neither light nor heavy, but Mo Xiaozhu's hand sank as he held onto his phone. The phone almost fell to the ground.

A small look of Vivian flashed across his mind and his Heart trembled. He then said in a low voice, "Alright, I'm in front of the square on X'X Avenue, wearing a white set."

Before he could finish, someone else said, "Mmm, I know. We have Miss Mo's note. See you ten minutes later."

The other person finished talking and hung up the phone.

With the phone in hand, Mo Xiaozhu lowered her head and revealed the end of her shoe. At that moment, he did not know if he was right or not, but then he had his head denounced himself. There are so many people with water surnames in the world. How could the newly recovered Shui Junyu? He was too sensitive and insensitive Weiwei.

Ten minutes passed quickly in a blinding and disorganized conjecture, or perhaps less than ten minutes before the black Lankini stopped by his side. The car door opened and a man with respect got out of the car.

There was a familiar feeling that Shui Junyu liked to drive Lan Boyi's car.

Without giving him any time to hesitate, the man added, "Miss Mo, please get in the car."

At that moment, Mo Xiaozhu felt his legs being pulled into the car.

He sat in the back row and realized that there was a man in the passenger seat with his back facing him.

He could not see her face, but her voice surprised him. "Anfeng, drive."

"Yes." Yeah."

when the car was turned on, Mo Xiaozhu felt his heart very quickly. Why did he meet her in two days?

Why these?

Is it fate or sin?

No, it's not destiny. Every time he recalled that morning five years ago, he heard his merciless words in the sack. At that moment, he did not care at all about his life or death, and all he wanted was them.

Furthermore, as he wished, he stole his daughter.

Thinking of Vivian, heartache. He realized himself and said lightly, "Sir, what company is your company?" Even if he knew each other, he had to pretend not to know. He just wanted to protect the strong. It was his treasure and he could never be taken away.

"Hua Xiang," An Feng said not too fast or too slow.

Yes, he mentioned it when Anfeng invited him, but this was really the first time he heard this name today.

"Young Miss may not have heard of the new hotel, but in the morning, Miss Mo once continued her at our company at the talent center."

"Oh," he understood. It turned out to be a new hotel, so he had too many resumes, so he really did not remember this family anymore. She really did not expect that Shui Junyu would really become a hotel and even a new one. He doesn't know much about her. In fact, it was very easy for him to understand it after five years. As long as he asked Li Lingran to sort out the documents for him, he always felt

"That's right in front. We'll be here soon. Miss Mo likes Western or Chinese lunches?"

The one who spoke was Still An Feng. Shui Junyu only ordered An Feng to drive after he got into the car, and he never said anything more.

looking at the back of his head, he felt an indescribable disturbance. Suddenly, he did not want to see her again. He was grateful for An Feng meeting for Vivian. He clenched his hands and carried his bag tightly.

"Miss Mo, this ..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in my job at the new hotel. Please let me get off the car on the front road," Shui Junyu said. If he could, he wished he could strangle her to death.

It was only because of his cold words from outside the car that he remembered to this day that he never disappeared.

A Feng tilted his head and glanced at Shui Junyu, who was sitting expressionlessly. He did not react to Mo Xiaozhu's request to get out of the car at all. "Sir." This made Anfeng even more confused. It was Shui Junyu who suggested to meet the woman behind him.

Just when An Feng did not know if he wanted to stop the car, Shui Junyu finally said, and wanted Anfeng's needs, "Stop the car."

The car drove to the side of the road and stopped slowly. The door opened and Mo Xiaozhu walked out.

"Goodbye," she left gracefully after saying this. White figure through the rearview mirror. Shui Junyu expressed a desire and remained expressionless.

"Riding" he said coldly.

The car is restarted and the dust is gone. None of them looked back and away.

In the car, Shui Junyu picked up his phone. "Mingshan, you can hold the manager you want. He said he didn't like the new hotel."

"What, wasn't it made you personally do it?"

That seductive male voice made Shui Junyu smile. "Then you can too. You can't come to me anymore." After saying this, without waiting for Mingshan to reply, Shui Junyu hung up the phone and the white back that had gone before.

For some reason, he just felt a little familiar.

Steamed fish, fried pork vegetables, and a bowl of tomato soup and eggnog. It was a very common dish. She washed her hands and sat down at the table, waiting, "Mom, come quickly. Let's Eat Together."

"Are you hungry?"He's his Angel

Translator: AI Robot FL

Early in the morning, the mother and son had breakfast and packed it. Mo Xiaozhu brought the strong one to get onto the bus and sent him to kindergarten. When he came out, he saw time. If he goes to work, it should be too late.

He got on the bus and went to the talent market.

He walked to the door with his resume. There are a lot of people here, which shows that there are a lot of people looking for work.

When a company goes through it, he only has a few resumes, it is better to let his flaws in rather than cover them without consideration.

"Miss, which school did you graduate from?" After making a resume, a bespectacled man sitting behind a long table took his resume and examined it with interest.

"GT."

"Why is a good graduation school not written on a resume?" The man raised his head and stared through his slightly tea-colored glasses.

"I don't think it's a primary school to graduate. It is mainly about work ability. If you don't have the ability, which school doesn't qualify."

"Well, I can't wait to work with Miss Mo."

"Thank you."

It was just a small interlude in the interview. In fact, he did not remember the name of the hotel.it was just a hotel that would open, so there were many people employed.

After coming out of the talent center, Mo Xiaozhu found a noodle shop to have a bowl of beef noodles, a large piece of beef, and several hundred leaves. He liked to eat beef leaves since he was young, so he chewed a special Q. He was just about to return to his room to pack up and buy food to meet Qiang. His phone suddenly picked up and lifted him up quickly.

"Mmm, me," she's excited. She did not expect that someone would come to her house after she finished her resume.

"When?"

"Now."

"It's..."

"Miss Mo, you haven't eaten yet. Why don't you tell me where you are now? Let's send a car to meet you and eat with our boss. How's it?"

He didn't know who was the boss, but he didn't even know which hotel people were in. "No, I ate it. By the way, may I ask your boss's surname?"

"Family name of water."

The two simple words were neither light nor heavy, but Mo Xiaozhu's hand sank as he held onto his phone. The phone almost fell to the ground.

A small look of Vivian flashed across his mind and his Heart trembled. He then said in a low voice, "Alright, I'm in front of the square on X'X Avenue, wearing a white set."

Before he could finish, someone else said, "Mmm, I know. We have Miss Mo's note. See you ten minutes later."

The other person finished talking and hung up the phone.

With the phone in hand, Mo Xiaozhu lowered her head and revealed the end of her shoe. At that moment, he did not know if he was right or not, but then he had his head denounced himself. There are so many people with water surnames in the world. How could the newly recovered Shui Junyu? He was too sensitive and insensitive Weiwei.

Ten minutes passed quickly in a blinding and disorganized conjecture, or perhaps less than ten minutes before the black Lankini stopped by his side. The car door opened and a man with respect got out of the car.

There was a familiar feeling that Shui Junyu liked to drive Lan Boyi's car.

Without giving him any time to hesitate, the man added, "Miss Mo, please get in the car."

At that moment, Mo Xiaozhu felt his legs being pulled into the car.

He sat in the back row and realized that there was a man in the passenger seat with his back facing him.

He could not see her face, but her voice surprised him. "Anfeng, drive."

"Yes." Yeah."

when the car was turned on, Mo Xiaozhu felt his heart very quickly. Why did he meet her in two days?

Why these?

Is it fate or sin?

No, it's not destiny. Every time he recalled that morning five years ago, he heard his merciless words in the sack. At that moment, he did not care at all about his life or death, and all he wanted was them.

Furthermore, as he wished, he stole his daughter.

Thinking of Vivian, heartache. He realized himself and said lightly, "Sir, what company is your company?" Even if he knew each other, he had to pretend not to know. He just wanted to protect the strong. It was his treasure and he could never be taken away.

"Hua Xiang," An Feng said not too fast or too slow.

Yes, he mentioned it when Anfeng invited him, but this was really the first time he heard this name today.

"Young Miss may not have heard of the new hotel, but in the morning, Miss Mo once continued her at our company at the talent center."

"Oh," he understood. It turned out to be a new hotel, so he had too many resumes, so he really did not remember this family anymore. She really did not expect that Shui Junyu would really become a hotel and even a new one. He doesn't know much about her. In fact, it was very easy for him to understand it after five years. As long as he asked Li Lingran to sort out the documents for him, he always felt

"That's right in front. We'll be here soon. Miss Mo likes Western or Chinese lunches?"

The one who spoke was Still An Feng. Shui Junyu only ordered An Feng to drive after he got into the car, and he never said anything more.

looking at the back of his head, he felt an indescribable disturbance. Suddenly, he did not want to see her again. He was grateful for An Feng meeting for Vivian. He clenched his hands and carried his bag tightly.

"Miss Mo, this ..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in my job at the new hotel. Please let me get off the car on the front road," Shui Junyu said. If he could, he wished he could strangle her to death.

It was only because of his cold words from outside the car that he remembered to this day that he never disappeared.

A Feng tilted his head and glanced at Shui Junyu, who was sitting expressionlessly. He did not react to Mo Xiaozhu's request to get out of the car at all. "Sir." This made Anfeng even more confused. It was Shui Junyu who suggested to meet the woman behind him.

Just when An Feng did not know if he wanted to stop the car, Shui Junyu finally said, and wanted Anfeng's needs, "Stop the car."

The car drove to the side of the road and stopped slowly. The door opened and Mo Xiaozhu walked out.

"Goodbye," she left gracefully after saying this. White figure through the rearview mirror. Shui Junyu expressed a desire and remained expressionless.

"Riding" he said coldly.

The car is restarted and the dust is gone. None of them looked back and away.

In the car, Shui Junyu picked up his phone. "Mingshan, you can hold the manager you want. He said he didn't like the new hotel."

"What, wasn't it made you personally do it?"

That seductive male voice made Shui Junyu smile. "Then you can too. You can't come to me anymore." After saying this, without waiting for Mingshan to reply, Shui Junyu hung up the phone and the white back that had gone before.

For some reason, he just felt a little familiar.

Steamed fish, fried pork vegetables, and a bowl of tomato soup and eggnog. It was a very common dish. She washed her hands and sat down at the table, waiting, "Mom, come quickly. Let's Eat Together."

"Are you hungry?"

"Mmm, little," she pursed her small mouth and smiled, "A late afternoon meal in kindergarten is not tasty, and not as delicious as mother."

"So, you ate a little?"

"Hehe, more than a little, more than half a bowl."

He pointed at his strong forehead and said, "You brat. If you don't care whether you're good or not, you should eat full in the future. What if you grow up to be so? tall and no longer as tall as your mother?" If the takeout is not a strong taste, will not the little one be hungry in the future.

"I heard it. Mother's words were imperial decisions. I'll listen to it."

"That's good, eat it," Mo Xiaozhu said as he wiped the hilt. He sat across from his son, two plates and one soup.

Even though he was only five years old, he ate a lot, even more than he ate. That's when he grew up. "Strong, watch out for the fish's nails." But since he was a child, he would pluck fish spikes, pluck them clean, and not allow him to pluck them for him.

"Don't worry, how many times have I eaten fish? Mom, I'm not a kid anymore."

Mo Xiaozhu could not help but laugh, she was only five years old. He's not an adult. He was just about to speak when the door was knocked. He thought about how no one else would look for him except Li Lingran. Just as he was about to wake up, he had already put down his bowl and chopsticks. "Mom, let me go." Mom's body is not good.

The door opens again. "Mom, that's godfather."

Sure enough, it was Li Lingran. Mo Xiaozhu stood up. "Lingran, you haven't had dinner yet?"

Li Lingran glanced at the two dishes on the table. It's not much, but it's still home cooking. However, it looks good and smells good.

"I happen to be cooking rice again and preparing to cook a strong egg tomorrow morning. You can eat here. I'll add more food."

"Enough, it would be better if you had food," Li Lingran slightly regretted. He came at the same time when every family was eating. He came in such a hurry that he forgot about the trash.

"Immediately," Mo Xiaozhu rushed to the kitchen as he spoke. The dish is ready in three or two minutes. Green paprika fried meat is always stored in the refrigerator. He was afraid that he would suddenly be hungry and not eat.

After the fritters were served on the table, Li Lingran started eating just like that. "Xiao Xiao, this is delicious. Even better than the restaurant."

"I said so too. My mother's cooking is the best."

"Fast meal. Eating can't stop your mouth," Mo Xiaozhu said, but he indulged his powerful back. His intuition told him that Li Lingran must have come this time because he did not call but came directly.

After dinner, the two adults sat down on the sofa and asked, "Ling Ran, is there something you need?" After making the tea, the man behind the teacup looked at him with a serious expression, making his heart start to pout.

"Xiao Xiao, why are you provoking him?"

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