Seeing Yan Mo smiling so happily, Si Ze's heart skipped a beat. He immediately walked over, stood behind Yan Mo, lowered his head to look at the computer screen, and when he saw the chat history clearly.

Suddenly he reached out and grabbed Yan Mo's hand that was about to press the answer button, and ordered domineeringly:

"No answer."

"Why?" Yan Mo was puzzled. "Someone helped me finish the drawings overnight. Wouldn't it be rude of me to refuse?"

Si Ze looked her in the eye without fear and said firmly, "You are not allowed to answer the phone anyway."

What does it mean for a man to stay up all night to paint for a woman? It means he wants to please her, which is why he's so proactive. Si Ze is a businessman, and he sees things clearly. His wife is so beautiful, so he must have some feelings for her. If he were to say so, he should delete it.

Yan Mo turned back and looked at Si Ze who was hugging her from behind with a scrutinizing gaze, and asked uncertainly: "Si Ze, are you jealous?"

"I didn't." Si Ze was too guilty to look at her. His eyes were wandering and he refused to admit it.

Seeing Si Ze's expression, Yan Mo smiled unusually brightly, and this time he said with certainty: "Si Ze, you are just jealous."

"I don't."

"You have."

"No." Si Ze said stiffly, refusing to admit it even if beaten to death.

The more he argued, the more she wanted to hear him admit it himself.

She rolled her eyes, immediately stretched out her hand to answer the voice, and threatened:

"Since you're not jealous, I'll take it. After all, Senior Brother has helped me so much."

Si Ze frowned, looked at her deeply, and said:

"If I admit it, you won't answer it."

"right."

Yan Mo nodded without hesitation. After hearing what he said, she had no intention of answering the voice message.

"Okay, I admit it, but you also have to delete him from Weibo."

Men can be very scary when they get jealous, and they can nip that one in a million possibility in the bud.

Just asked someone for help, and after they finished helping, they immediately deleted them. That is something a person can do. Of course, Yan Mo would not agree to it and said indifferently:

"If you don't want to admit it, then don't admit it! In my heart, you are jealous anyway, and this is a fact that cannot be changed."

How could Si Ze allow a thorn in his eye? Seeing that this trick didn't work, he didn't intend to say anything more. He opened his mouth and bit her little earlobe, imitating her method and threatening:

"Momo, do you agree or not? If not, I'll bring it forward a day. I'm sure you won't have any objections!"

"I have an opinion, a big one." Yan Mo blurted out.

"I won't accept it." Si Ze said arrogantly, holding her waist with his hands and slowly climbing up.

Yan Mo immediately held his hand and said hurriedly:

"I'll delete it." After saying that, he immediately said in embarrassment, "But I owe him a favor."

"Let's give him money. If one times doesn't work, let's double or triple it."

At this moment, Si Ze showed his capitalist face to the fullest.

He let her go, walked to the bedside table, picked up his phone, opened WeChat, found Yan Mo, and transferred one million directly to her.

Hearing the WeChat voice notification of the account arrival, Yan Mo was surprised:

"Why did you transfer so much to me? One picture doesn't require so much." The money was too much, and Yan Mo didn't intend to accept it.

Seeing this, Si Ze walked up to her, changed his gentle attitude, lifted her chin, looked at her dangerously, and said in a deep voice:

"Momo, are you planning to owe others something and don't even want my help? I'm your husband. When did my woman, Size, ever need to owe others a favor?"

Yan Mo forced himself to look up at him, seeing that he seemed really angry. After pondering for a moment, he took out his cell phone, operated it in front of Si Ze, and collected the money.

Si Ze finally let her go with satisfaction, and brought the computer in front of her. His meaning was very clear, asking her to delete his senior brother's Weibo. Yan Mo had no choice but to transfer a drawing design fee higher than the market price to his senior brother, said sorry, and deleted his senior brother's Weibo.

"Okay! Stingy guy." Yan Mo was very unhappy. She turned off the computer and walked out of the room. Si Ze touched her nose and followed her out of the room. He had breakfast with Yan Mo, then followed her silently out of the house and all the way to the underground garage.

She thought he would drive to work, but he opened her passenger door and got in.

"Aren't you going to work today?" Yan Mo asked.

"No, A Biao has a mission today, I'm accompanying my wife."

He knew that he had made his wife angry today, so naturally he wanted to coax her and not let her stay angry overnight.

"Oh!" Yan Mo was angry, but he didn't care about him. If he wanted to follow, then let him follow. He would regret it later. Today's work was all physical labor, and without A Biao, he would have to do it all.

They first came to the building materials city and ordered decoration materials, doors, windows, floors, wall coverings, etc. from the stores that Yan Mo had selected yesterday. They were so busy that it was past two o'clock in the afternoon. Yan Mo was so tired that she lay down on the car seat and didn't want to move at all. It was Si Ze who drove the car and took her to the nearest hotel under Zhenghong, where they had a Chinese meal.

After lunch, when Yan Mo came out to wash her hands, she encountered something that made her very excited, which swept away all her fatigue of the day. She just stood at the door of the bathroom, with her hands in her pockets, leisurely watching the couple pulling each other in the corridor. The woman had a big belly and it was obvious that she was about to give birth. This person was Tang Jie's current wife, Qin Bihong.

She heard from her mother that the day after her sister and Tang Jie divorced, Tang Jie got a marriage certificate with Qin Bihong.

Seeing this scene today, Yan Mo was not surprised at all. She had already investigated this matter thoroughly. She was also curious about how Qin Bihong had been able to hide it from Zhang Caifeng, who had been a big shot in the business world for so many years.

These things had nothing to do with Yan Mo, so she turned her attention to watching this wonderful show.

"Xiaohong, please don't abort the child. This is your own flesh and blood! You can't abandon your own flesh and blood for the sake of fame and fortune!" The man who pulled Qin Bihong pleaded.

"Let go." Qin Bihong glanced around and said in panic:

"Let me go, what nonsense are you talking about."

The man was unsure about letting go, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes:

"I know everything. You fell in love with that man and didn't want to have our child, so you went to the hospital to consult about an abortion."

Qin Bihong suddenly opened her eyes wide, pointed at the man and said in disbelief: "You followed me."

The man waved away Qin Bihong's hand pointing at him and admitted without hesitation:

"Yes, I was following you. Otherwise, how would I know you were such a cruel and unscrupulous woman, and you were so cruel as to abort the unborn child."

Qin Bihong was annoyed when the man waved her away. She scanned the surroundings and saw no one. Without hiding anything, she roared, "You're right. I'm a cruel woman. I just fell in love with Tang Jie. I want to give birth to his child." Qin Bihong pointed at her bulging belly and said cruelly,

"I want to abort him. As long as he's around, my position as the Tang family's Young Madam will be in jeopardy. If that old woman, Zhang Caifeng, suddenly goes crazy and demands a paternity test, all my previous efforts will be wasted. Tell me, why should I leave this risk?"