The slender knuckles were raised and the neckline was loosened, and Ji Mochen felt a little unable to read the pile of documents on the desktop for the first time.

He raised his hand and rubbed his swollen brow, and after a while, the phone on the table buzzed again.

After a pause, his eyes opened slightly, and when he saw the name displayed on the screen, he picked up the phone and pressed the answer button helplessly.

"Mom."

"Mochen, are you still used to it when you arrive at a new company?"

Mo Yishuang's faint and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, and the tense expression on Ji Mochen's face slowed down slightly, "Well, there's nothing unaccustomed." ”

"That's good, you kid is really, you are angry with your father, why don't you even call me, do you know how worried your mother is about you?" Mo Yishuang said angrily.

"I've been too busy lately to forget."

Mo Yishuang sat on the sofa, there were no traces of time on her delicate face, listening to Ji Mochen's cold reply, she didn't care very much, her son's temperament, she knew better than anyone else, sighed, she said slowly: "Okay...... You're busy with work, and Mom understands you. I heard Uncle Ren say that you don't usually go back to eat, you, you are really the same as your father, when you are busy, you can't take care of three meals, how can your body stand it? Come back for dinner in the evening, okay? ”

"If there is something in the company, ...... another day"

Ji Mochen subconsciously wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Mo Yishuang.

"Don't refuse me, are you still angry with your father? Mochen, you're not young anymore, don't you know what your father's temper is? I believe that you have the ability to create your own world, but your father is also old, even if you don't want to inherit his company, you don't have to say it so desperately, he is such a face-saving person, how do you say he can accept it? ”

Mo Yishuang said, sighing heavily, for this matter, she was also heartbroken, as a woman, all she could do was mediate from it.

"Okay, you remember to go home for dinner in the evening, and I won't disturb your work, so be it."

After Mo Yishuang finished speaking, she put the phone back in place, and a faint sadness appeared between her eyebrows.

Ji Mochen listened to the mobile phone that had fallen into a busy sound, and the darkness in his eyes surged.

In the evening, after a day's tedious work, Ji Mochen took a special elevator down the underground garage.

After getting into the driver's seat, he hesitated for a moment before starting the engine.

Soon, the black Maybach was speeding down the wide road, rushing towards the famous Cloud Mountain in City A.

Yunshan, located in the suburbs of City A, is the latest mountain developed by the city government of A, because of the beautiful scenery and good air quality, some real estate developers have bought the land here and built many health villas.

The sky-high housing prices are naturally not affordable for ordinary people, and only those who are nearly half a hundred years old and have achieved fame can live here.

Since Ji Congyang opened here, he bought a mountainside villa and placed the Ji family here.

It's just that Ji Mochen wanted to develop his own career and moved out from here not long ago.

When the car driven by Ji Mochen arrived, the night had already fallen.

The car stopped steadily at the door, Ji Mochen handed over the car key to the next person, and turned around and entered the hall.

Laughter and laughter came into his ears, and Ji Mochen heard another female voice in addition to Mo Yishuang.

"Mochen? You're back. ”

Hearing the footsteps, Mo Yishuang raised her eyes and saw her son, she was very happy, she was still worried about Ji Mochen's temperament, and she didn't know if she would listen to her and come back for dinner, but now she was relieved.

Mo Yishuang got up and greeted him with a smile, and hugged Mo Chen lightly.

"Mom."

Ji Mochen greeted softly, and his eyes fell on Sheng Hailan, who also stood up from the sofa.

A light blue suit lined the woman with sexual charm, and the slightly hooked corners of her lips made the whole person a little more vivid.

"Oh yes, I also invited Hai Lan over for dinner today, do you remember Hai Lan? Your Uncle Sheng's daughter, she just came back from Italy today, so go over and say hello. ”

Mo Yishuang thought of Sheng Hailan, pulled Ji Mochen to her side, and enthusiastically pulled the two of them together.

"Hey, Mochen, long time no see."

Sheng Hailan looked at the cold man in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, and his outstretched fingertips trembled slightly because of nervousness.

"Long time no see."

Ji Mochen's face was as cold as before, and his unrestrained smile did not make the woman unhappy, on the contrary, Sheng Hailan only felt that his gaze could not be taken away from his knife-like face at all.

His palm shook back politely, and Sheng Hailan also put down his hand and hung it at his side, but the residual temperature on her fingers made her can't help but curl her fingers and put them in her palm.

I haven't seen him for a few years, she didn't expect that her childhood playmate had become such an excellent man, Ji Mochen has shown wisdom that does not match her age since she was a child, and she is often isolated because of this, I remember that time, as long as she occasionally talked and chatted with him, although it was just her wishful thinking, but Sheng Hailan felt a little fortunate when she thought about it now.

He should remember her, right?

Sheng Hailan's curved lips pursed, afraid that her too hot gaze would be discovered.

"Madame, dinner is ready." The maid in the villa said to Mo Yishuang.

"Okay, let's go, Mochen, Hailan, talk while eating."

It is not difficult to see that Mo Yishuang is in a good mood, she is holding Ji Mochen's arm with one hand and Sheng Hailan with the other, and the abacus in her heart is crackling.

As a mother, how can you not worry about your son's affairs?

What's more, Ji Mochen is now of marriageable age, and it is also her obligation as a mother to find a suitable marriage candidate for him.

"Come, Hailan, sit here."

Mo Yishuang placed Sheng Hailan to sit opposite Ji Mochen, Sheng Hailan was naturally warm, and with a touch of shame on her face, she sat opposite Ji Mochen.

"Ahem."

Ji Congyang, who walked into the dining room, saw Ji Mochen at the dining table, the look on his face suddenly sank, and after coughing lightly deliberately, he quickly walked to his place and sat down.

Ji Mochen glanced at him and didn't say hello.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mo Yishuang patted his hand and motioned for him to speak with his eyes.

Since the last big quarrel, Ji Mochen moved out of here, and the two fathers and sons have not been in contact again, Mo Yishuang is really heartbroken for this matter, on the one hand, she is the husband she loves deeply, and on the other hand, she is her own son, the palms and backs of her hands are full of meat, and she can't be eccentric on either side of the scale.