The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Chapter 928: So Sweet, So Beautiful

However, they are all middle-aged men who are old, and occasionally there is a woman who is also a middle-aged woman. Young and beautiful like Zheng Yan mix up famous names in the mall, almost no.

Nian Xiaomu glanced and sat in his seat with ease.

Open the meeting flow chart in your hand.

The first process of the opening ceremony was that the organizer took the stage to speak.

It is a pity that there is no indication on the process sheet who is speaking from the Mo family.

Is it dry? Or Mo Eternal?

Nian Xiaomu was originally determined to be Mogan, but just now I heard Zheng Yan say that, but I think it may be Mo Yong.

According to Zheng Yan, Mo Yong is the closest to the Mo family owners, but the heir he is training is Mo Gan.

It doesn't make sense.

Nian Xiaomu can't figure out the situation of the Mohist now, and can only watch it change.

The meeting soon began.

When the host announced that Mo Qian was the spokesperson for the meeting, Nian Xiaomu immediately stood upright in his seat.

Applaud with the people around you.

From a distance, I saw a figure of Wei An. After the host spoke, he stepped on the stage from the side of the stage.

Resolute face contour.

A tailored black suit.

During the pacing, the steady nobleness revealed by the whole body caught everyone's eyes for a moment.

Nian Xiaomu stared blankly at this scene.

Originally, I was just curious about Mo Qian's appearance. At this moment, I just saw his silhouette. In his head, many fragmented pictures suddenly appeared:

It was a winter.

It's snowy.

Towards twilight, the setting sun on the west hung lazily on the horizon.

The vegetation in the yard was covered with snow, and the orange light hit the snow, reflecting everyone's face in orange.

A woman in a white down jacket stood in the snow, her eyes softly looking in the direction of the gate, until she saw the familiar figure appeared.

That seemed to be the case that day.

The man's steps were firm and steady, walking towards her step by step.

Just walking, an extra hurry.

As soon as he stepped forward, he calmly asked, "Why are you waiting outside when it's so cold outside?"

"I want you to see me as soon as you get home," the woman responded with a smile.

The voice is gentle.

During the conversation, the man had gently embraced her into his arms, and bowed his head and dropped a kiss.

Together, they entered the living room.

The screen turns.

It's in the bedroom.

In the room, there was a woman's low coughing sound, and her voice was a little stuffy, as if trying to cough, and trying to bear it.

Buried in the quilt, curled up uncomfortably.

Not long.

The man entered the room with a bowl of medicine.

Hearing her depressed cough, she stepped forward and hugged people, touching her forehead.

"Some low fever, it must have been standing in the snow for too long yesterday ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When the man frowned and said this sentence, his eyes were full of distress and blame.

"Do not wait for me outside next time."

The woman looked at him in annoyance, didn't speak, but just reached out and touched his resolute face, smiling at him.

This smile is holy like a snow lotus.

Beauty is suffocating.

The man stared at it for a long time, then looked back, took up the medicine on the bedside table, and fed her bite by bite.

The picture seems to freeze in the warmest and happiest moment ...

When Xiaomu returned to God, Mo Qian had stood before the podium.

The distinguished and aggressive atmosphere can be spread to everyone in a long distance.

Slightly lowered eyes, as he looked up, swept towards everyone on the stage ...

(End of this chapter)