Chapter 2933: A Call From the Mo Residence

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She knew that he was jealous.

She knew that he got upset every time Gong Zeli was mentioned.

Why did she have to be honest with him?

Couldnt she lie to him?

He couldnt really ask Madam Gong, anyway.

He and Madam Gong were just angry at each other. I called him to give hima

way out. Qiao Mianmian glanced at Mo Yesis expression and deliberated over

her words. I just conveyed Madam Gongs intention. It was Madam Gong who

spoke to him.

This meant that Gong Zeli agreeing to go back had nothing to do with her.

It wasnt because of her. Hence, she hoped that a certain jealous lover wouldnt get jealous again.

Thats all?

She didnt know if Mo Yesi believed her, but she could tell from his tone.

As for his expression, it seemeda little better than before.

Yes. Qiao Mianmian quickly nodded. Thats all. I only spoke less than five

sentences to him.

Hmph, forget it this time. The man snorted and pinched her slender waist

again. In the future, dont get involved in his matters. Moreover, this is an

internal matter of the Gong family, it has nothing to do with you.

Whatever happens between them has nothing to do with you. If something

like this happens again, dont bother about it.

Mm, I wont bother about it in the future. Qiao Mianmian was like an

obedient child. She listened to whatever Mo Yesi said. I couldnt bear to see

Madam Gong cry so sadly this time.

But youre right. This is between mother and son, it has nothing to do with

Anyway, I wont interfere in other peoples business anymore.

At least, she wouldnt bother about Gong Zeli anymore

Although she and Gong Zeli were innocent, since Mo Yesi minded it, shed

better keep a distance.

After all, family harmo

was more important than anything else.

Her husband was the most important.

Seeing that her att.i.tude was very good, Mo Yesi finally didnt continue to be

cold towards her. His stern face also eased up a lot, and his thin lips curled up

slightly. Mm, Baby, good.

Qiao Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief.

She wrapped her arms around the mans neck and said coquettishly, You

havent tried the pastries I made. Try them and see if they taste good. I spent

two whole hours making them. It was tiring

Alright.

Mo Yesi let go of her and opened the lunchb0x, taking out a green bean cake.

The lunchbox was heat-insulated, so the green bean calke was still warm.

Under Qiao Mianmians expectant gaze, Mo Yesi tooka bite of the cake.

How is it, is it good? Qjao Mianmian blinked and waited for his comment.

Mm. Mo Yesi swallowed the food and smiled. The sweetness is just right, not

bad.

Qiao Mianmian was instantly happy. I know you dont like it to0 sweet, soI

added just a little sugar. I didnt want to add any sugar at first, but I felt that it

wouldnt taste good if I didnt add any sugar at all.

Mo Yesi had eaten all sorts of delicacies, so Qjao Mianmians culinary skills

naturally couldnt compare to those chefs who had served him before.

But he felt that his wifes pastries were the best in the world.

After Mo Yesi got off work, Qjao Mianmian was discussing with him what to

eat for dinner when someone from the Mo Residence called.

It was Uncle Zhang.

Qjao Mianmian watched as Mo Yesi picked up the call.