Chapter 1103 My Future Wife, Do You Think She Is a Noble Lady?

"Hmm? Oh."

Not daring to look up, Lin Yiran responded uncomfortably: "I'm going to send you some clothes. They've been washed."

"Hmm."

Nodding, Mu Qingmo curled his lips: "Come in and sit for a while. I'll treat you to tea."

"Okay."

Lin Yiran would naturally not refuse such a good opportunity.

"Wait, I'll let my assistant pick you up."

"Then I'll wait."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Mu Qingmo's lips had not completely disappeared.

It happened that Assistant Wang walked in at this time.

"Boss, why did you leave in the middle of the drive?"

"Don't worry about it for now."

Walking over, Mu Qingmo patted Assistant Wang on the shoulder, "Mingyuan, you came just in time."

Wang Mingyuan shuddered all over, "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Such a close address doesn't seem to be his style?

Is there something wrong with his brain?

Leaning over, Wang Mingyuan had a brain twitch and asked boldly: "Boss, do you have some problems with your brain?"

Mu Qingmo: "…………"

Damn it! Which eyes of yours can tell that I'm abnormal?

With a dark face, Mu Qingmo hit Wang Mingyuan on the back of his head rudely.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm happy! Happy, you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Nodding repeatedly, Wang Mingyuan was afraid that Mu Qingmo's slap would fall on the back of his head again, so he stepped back a few steps.

With a cold snort, Mu Qingmo said rudely: "I'll give you a task, please invite the noble downstairs in."

"Distinguished guest?"

Scratching the back of his head, Wang Mingyuan was puzzled: "Is there a noble person to meet today? Which boss?"

"My future wife, do you think she is a noble person?"

Only then did Wang Mingyuan understand the reason for the matter.

With his eyes wide open, Wang Mingyuan said excitedly: "Boss, is it your girlfriend, Miss Lin?"

In the banquet where Mu Qingmo pretended to be Lin Yiran's boyfriend, Wang Mingyuan also followed as a special assistant, so he naturally knew about this matter.

"Yeah."

Mu Qingmo raised his chin with a cold snort, "Why don't you go!"

"Okay, okay!"

Smiling, Wang Mingyuan hurried out to greet the nobleman.

Lin Yiran was flipping through magazines in the lounge. She thought she would have to wait for a while, but she didn't expect that the person who came to pick her up would come so quickly.

Hearing the sound of the lounge door being pushed open, Lin Yiran raised her head.

"Miss Lin!"

Wang Mingyuan hurried over and greeted her warmly: "I am Wang Mingyuan, the boss's special assistant. We met when the boss took you to the banquet last time!"

"Oh oh."

After thinking about it, Lin Yiran chuckled: "Yeah, I remember."

"The boss asked me to take you there."

"Okay."

Carrying the bag, Lin Yiran smiled politely: "Thank you for your help."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Take Lin Yiran to the exclusive elevator. Wang Mingyuan was very attentive. He wanted to help carry the bag and the bag, which made Lin Yiran feel embarrassed.

"We're here, Miss Lin."

Wang Mingyuan smiled flatteringly: "I won't disturb you and the boss."

Although he felt that his words were a bit strange, Lin Yiran didn't think much about it. She knocked on the door and pushed open the office door.

Mu Qingmo was standing at the window. Hearing the noise, he turned around and looked at her.

When their eyes met, Lin Yiran tightly grasped the handle, her expression was a little confused, she stood there staring at him blankly, and a throbbing surged in her heart.

Seeing Lin Yiran's silly look, Mu Qingmo couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"Yiran, why don't you come over?"

Seeing the gentleness in Mu Qingmo's eyes, Lin Yiran's ears turned slightly red, and her heart was a little nervous.

"Yeah."

Nodding, Lin Yiran gently closed the door.

"Sit down."

Walking to the coffee table, Mu Qingmo handed Lin Yiran a cup of tea.

"Have some tea."