Chapter 225 Red Envelope
I don’t know if it’s nature.
Mo Wen likes to curl up and sleep facing right, and Ling Ran does the same, so the two of them complement each other perfectly, allowing Ling Ran to curl up in Mo Wen's arms without affecting his stomach.
Out of habit, he put his hand on Ling Ran's body from behind and touched her belly unconsciously.
"When can we settle down?"
"I don't want to be a strong woman now."
"I just want to have you and a baby, and live a comfortable life in my hometown."
Ling Ran opened his eyes and said slowly.
"So do I."
"But you can't become someone else just because of me and the child."
"The Ling Ran I know is a positive and hardworking person."
"And I'm still waiting for you to support me."
Although Ling Ran couldn't see, Mo Wen still said with a smile. He didn't want Ling Ran to become his appendage, nor did he want to influence Ling Ran because of himself.
Everyone has an independent consciousness existing in the world and should not live for anyone, let alone a contemporary intellectual and independent woman like Ling Ran, for whom there is no need.
"yes."
“But it’s really difficult.”
Ling Ran leaned into Mo Wen's arms again. Before Mo Wen, he had no one to rely on and had to do everything by himself. He didn't realize it at that time.
Now he was used to Mo Wen's protection and sense of security, but this feeling suddenly disappeared, making Ling Ran unable to adapt. He missed this feeling and could not go back to the past.
After the failure of this coffee shop, Ling Ran was confused and even doubted his own abilities.
Am I the same as everyone else in the world, full of passion but without any ability?
I am unwilling to be ordinary, but I have to be ordinary.
"fine."
"Everything is difficult at the beginning. Just like practicing, you just need to fail a few times before you can get better."
"Besides, I have your back."
"Just think about it, one day you will command tens of thousands of people and be admired wherever you go. Isn't that what you want?"
Mo Wen smiled and simply hugged Ling Ran tightly from behind.
"knew."
"You bad guy."
Feeling the strong masculine scent, Ling Ran's hormones surged and he punched Mo Wen with his backhand.
The sublimation of emotions often only takes a moment, but Mo Wen and Ling Ran still did nothing.
Mo Wen simply used his true energy to sense the thing in Ling Ran's stomach.
Why is the vitality so strong? In the end, I still couldn't figure out the reason and had to give up.
The stories of Wu Linglong and Zhao Yun are not necessarily so dull.
The plan to create a baby is still going on. Mo Wen feels like he has blocked his and Ling Ran's hearing, and he despises Zhao Yun.
When Wu Linglong becomes like Ling Ran, Zhao Yun will know what pain is and reap what he sows.
Early the next morning, the last day of the year, the whole city was filled with joy, with lights and decorations, shops hung with red, and the streets were filled with people.
After a busy day, people are enjoying this day of celebration.
The most important days in ancient China have been passed down to this day.
Pulling open the curtains, Mo Wen finally found a familiar feeling in Ling Ran.
"This lantern hasn't changed at all."
Mo Wen smiled when he felt that Ling Ran had also woken up.
"Yes, Linglong's family is very lively every year."
Ling Ran squinted his eyes and looked at the rising sun, which was a little dazzling.
It didn't snow today.
The saying that auspicious snow means a good harvest is not reliable in this era, because most of the time it is snowing and only sunny days can make people happy.
"Are you still not getting up?"
Mo Wen turned around and looked at Ling Ran jokingly and asked.
"Why are you shy? It's not like you haven't seen it before."
Seeing Ling Ran's face turn red, Mo Wen teased.
"It's all your fault!"
"Handy."
Ling Ran became even more shy. He wrapped himself in the quilt, turned his back to Mo Wen, and showed off his perfect back lines.
After hiding his body in his clothes, Ling Ran stood beside Mo Wen and watched the sun with him.
It was very early, just after seven o'clock, and the sun had not yet fully risen in the capital.
The servants of the Wu family have already started to work, cleaning up the snow left in the yard from last night.
On this day every year, those who had been promoted by Wu Juechen, or were in the same faction as him, would bring their families here to visit and choose to celebrate the New Year here.
Every year there are fewer old faces and more new faces, but it is still very lively every year.
"Wu Juechen is also a good person."
Seeing that there were already many cars parked outside, Mo Wen thought about it and decided that he could only describe them as good people.
Of course, there were more cars heading towards other courtyards in Nanshan, some of which were heading to the He family but were turned away.
"What about the He family?"
Ling Ran asked thoughtfully.
"The He family is not bad."
“I just don’t think about it anymore.”
Mo Wen laughed and said, after what happened last time, He Long has never been able to recover.
It’s not that he has lost his power and influence.
But now that he has lost his wife and children, he has no intention of fighting for anything. He just wants to live a good life alone.
He is still at the core of power, but he is no match for Wu Juechen.
“It’s really troublesome.”
"When will I be able to become a real strong woman?"
Ling Ran scratched her hair. After her heart knot was untied, she wanted to be a strong woman again.
"Sooner or later."
“One step at a time.”
Mo Wen rubbed her head, took her hand and walked outside.
"Mo Wen, Xiao Ran, good morning."
As the hostess, Luo Ru got up early and prepared fruits, melon seeds, etc. in the living room.
“Here are your red envelopes.”
"Happy New Year's Eve."
Wu Juechen gave it yesterday, and Luo Ru prepared it today.
After handing two red envelopes to Mo Wen and Ling Ran, Luo Ru continued to concentrate on sorting.
“That’s really good.”
After weighing it, he found it was very thick, fully equivalent to his salary when he was in the special operations team, Mo Wen said with a smile.
Some people actually gave him red envelopes, which felt good.
"Yes, a rich family."
Taking a quick glance at Luo Ru, Ling Ran stuck out his tongue and whispered.
My favorite thing when I was a kid was going to her house.
There will be New Year's red envelopes tomorrow.
Until the fifteenth day, they give out red envelopes in different ways every day, which is really hard to explain.
Of course, Wu Linglong and Wu Qingcheng’s pocket money for the year is also included in this.
"Should we give it to Nianluo and the others later?"
Suddenly, Ling Ran stopped and said.
As an aunt, she has never given out red envelopes in such a long time.
"Give it if you want."
Mo Wen was also stunned and said with a smile.
This custom really existed in the past, but the gifts given were spirit stones.
Now, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
As he spoke, Mo Wen took out three hundred-yuan bills from the big red envelope in his hand.
"You're so stingy."
Ling Ran understood Mo Wen's actions, and while saying this, he imitated him with his hands.
"Nianluo, Mo Li, Xiaobao, it's just right."
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