Chapter 183 Give Her a Ring


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Because he was busy with Zhou Zhou and Xiao Han's affairs, Jun Mohan hadn't been to the company for several days. He arrived at the company today.

The first thing he did was to fire the unfilial son Li Xing, and even put pressure on all the companies in Wancheng, saying that any small company that dared to accept Li Xing and his family would go bankrupt.

Large companies directly force acquisitions at low prices.

This news shocked the entire imperial capital.

There has been a wave of enthusiasm on the Internet that President Jun is a filial son and has the best values. Everyone is full of praise for the president of Jun Group and even the company.

After get off work in the evening, Wen Xin nervously carried her canvas bag home. Unexpectedly, she saw Jun Mohan parking his car at the bottom of the stairs, which made her even more nervous.

Ever since they talked it out yesterday, she noticed that there had been subtle changes in their relationship.

No one broke the news, but there was a sweet smell in the air.

"Uncle."

"I'm back. I brought you a gift. Let's go home."

Jun Mohan walked over, put his arm around her waist without any hesitation, and held her in his arms.

Wen Xin was a little embarrassed, but it only took a second before she turned into a shy little woman and lowered her head.

Jun Mohan considerately offered to help her carry her bag.

"I'll get it for you."

"No, thanks," Wen Xin nervously clutched her bag. There was something in it. If he saw it, she would be so embarrassed.

If he misunderstood what she was hinting at, she would be doomed.

Seeing how nervous she was, Jun Mohan became even more curious, "What's in there? You look so precious."

"No, nothing."

"You're stuttering. Let me see it."

"No," she simply got out of his arms, stepped away from him, then stood in the corner, holding the canvas bag in both hands, looking at him warily with her doe eyes.

"Don't be so cautious. I won't look at it."

"Hehe," Wen Xin smiled, and then the elevator door opened, and she followed Jun Mohan out happily.

At the same time, the middle-aged woman who lived opposite came out. She was dressed nicely and had makeup on. She was holding a bag in her hand and seemed to be going downstairs.

Wen Xin smiled at her as a greeting.

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "My little girl didn't expect to see you and your wife again. Please keep the noise down at night. I have been a widow for several years and I really can't stand your noise."

"I got goosebumps after listening to it, and even lost sleep."

Jun Mohan frowned. What does this old woman mean?

Wen Xin was also confused, "Auntie, I don't understand what you mean."

"I said that our wall has a bad point. It has strong penetrating power. Your husband and wife were fighting and the noise was too loud. I don't know if it was from your house or the one upstairs. Anyway, I have reminded both of your families."

"It's good to be young and energetic, but you still have to take it easy. I'm leaving now."

The aunt entered the elevator and closed the door with an ambiguous smile on her face.

Wen Xin turned around and met Jun Mohan's gaze, "Uncle, what does this aunt mean?"

He leaned in closer and whispered in her ear, "She told us to take it easy tonight and not get too intense."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and the canvas bag on Nuanbao was in his hand.

"Hey! Uncle, give it back to me."

Jun Mohan flashed into the room and said, "Let me see what is so precious to you."

"Hey! Don't look."

Wen Xin rushed over, but he was too tall and she couldn't reach him at all.

Then Jun Mohan took out the plate wrapped in cloth, stuffed the canvas bag into her arms, and then opened the yellowed white cloth.

At one glance, his blood almost expanded and his whole body became hot.

Blushing, they exchanged their gazes on the plate and Wen Xin.

I thought he would be very angry, and Wen Xin was sweating, but I didn't expect him to say, "You really like this."

"Who is good?" She retorted coquettishly, "This is something my mother forced on me. She said it would be useful for us."

Jun Mohan chuckled, "Mom is really our military advisor! I have to learn this, otherwise I really don't know what's wrong with me."

After saying this, he lowered his head and said, "Why don't we watch it together?"

"ah!"

"Right now, sit down quickly, I'll go put it on."

Jun Mohan turned on the TV, put the disc into the DVD player, and then drew the curtains.

Wen Xin said speechlessly: "Uncle, your style changes too fast, I can't stand it at all!"

"No! Come quickly."

He held her hand and pushed her onto the sofa. At this time, the main movie had already started playing. As soon as the movie came out, the sound made Wen Xinjun Mohan feel uneasy.

Wen Xin glanced at the man who was concentrating on his work awkwardly, then carefully moved her butt as far away from him as possible.

Jun Mohan's eyes were fixed on the TV. He took a step closer to Wen Xin and unconsciously held her hand.

The hot feeling plus the atmosphere on TV brought the two hearts gradually closer, and he began to feel it.

"Gurgle" twice, Wen Xin covered her stomach awkwardly and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, uncle, I'm hungry."

"I am hungry too, but this is not the same hunger as mine."

"Shua!" Wen Xin blushed and stood up, "I'll cook."

Wen Xin went to the kitchen. Jun Mohan was bored watching the TV alone, so he turned off the TV, opened the curtains, walked into the kitchen and hugged her waist from behind.

"I asked Mo Chen the reason today, and he said I was probably too nervous last night, so..."

"You won't blame me!"

Wen Xin felt her neck itchy from his heat, and she smiled and said, "No, there's still a long way to go. This just proves your innocence."

After saying that, she turned around, held his face and said, "Uncle, you said you are a scruffy man, how come you are so innocent? Your appearance and your heart are completely different."

"So what do you think I look like on the outside and inside?"

Wen Xin fiddled with his beard, but Jun Mohan, who was in love, didn't notice at all.

"You! With your rough appearance and beard, you really give people a strong sense of oppression. You look like you don't want anyone to come near you. It's really scary."

"I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted and considerate. You are responsible and you are an ideal husband."

Jun Mohan was in a good mood, "So, I have a good opinion of you."

"Well, barely eighty! Not bad."

"What is the twenty deducted?"

Wen Xin said without hesitation: "When you shave your beard one day, I will give you 100 points."

"Forget it! I like this beard."

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