Chapter 269

At this time, Mo Qingfei suddenly realized.

"I just said that the third young master of the Pei family is older than that scourge at first glance, so how can you say that she lost the third young master, and the age is not right at all!"

Speaking of this, Lin Suyun's teeth itch with hatred.

"Since having her, nothing has gone smoothly. She and I were enemies in the previous life.

If it weren't for her disaster, the child would definitely not be infected with that strange disease, and I would not lose the child!

Neither your dad nor I have that kind of strange disease, it is definitely not hereditary, she must be secretly cursing me so that I will not pass it! "

After the calamity happened, first the job was fired, then the old lady died, and Mo Qizheng was hit by a car, he was born with evil spirits, maybe he and Qing Fei would kill her and Qing Fei anytime soon!

Mo Qingfei also added fuel to the fire: "Mom, I think so too, she and I must have been enemies in the previous life!"

"So you have to fight for me, step on her hard, and let your mother and I feel proud for a few days!"

Seeing that Xiao Jianren is living so well now, she is really angry.

"Mom, I want to do the same, but there is no chance at all."

Hearing this, Lin Suyun's eyes shone brightly: "It's okay, mom is creating opportunities for you."

Immediately, Mo Qingfei regained his energy: "Mom, what do you mean by that?"

"It's not about bone marrow transplantation now, it's just that Mom puts conditions on President Pei."

"This is indeed a good idea." Mo Qingfei smiled openly, as if his face was blooming, and then he was a little worried: "But what if President Pei doesn't agree?"

"Impossible!" Lin Suyun's words were full of certainty: "Bone marrow transplantation for leukemia must be matched. Not everyone's bone marrow can be transplanted at will. In most cases, the bone marrow of a family is the closest."

"Mom, when did you understand this?" Mo Qingfei was only surprised.

Lin Suyun sighed for a long time: "Since I bought a computer, I have looked up cases and news about leukemia."

She did throw away the child on purpose, but it was a piece of her heart, let alone a boy!

What she wanted most in her life was a boy, and she felt guilty for checking, and sighed when she checked.

If it's a girl, she doesn't care whether it's life or death, but if it's a boy, she gets angry every time she thinks about it, every time she thinks about it, she gets angry!

"Then if you do a bone marrow transplant, will it do any harm to your body?"

Lin Suyun shook her head: "The principle of donating bone marrow is the same as that of blood, and there is no harm to the body."

"That's good." Mo Qingfei smiled, and even saw that the beautiful days were not far away.

"Mom will take this opportunity to make conditions for President Pei. You have to fight for me no matter whether you live or die. Our future depends on you."

Mo Qingfei smiled confidently: "No problem, leave all of these to me. I am sure about men!"

"It's been a long day, go eat something." Lin Suyun tutted at Mo Qingfei, "Go eat some seafood, the seafood at Pei's is big!"

"Yes! It's big and fresh, as well as abalone, foie gras, and red wine!" Mo Qingfei swallowed, "It won't be long before we will eat those things too!"

Lin Suyun nodded, and stretched out her hand to touch the clothes on Mo Qingfei's body, her eyes showed envy: "This fabric feels so good, smooth and smooth."

"Of course, these are the clothes under the brand of Chanel in the United States. They are among the best in the world. They are cool and slippery to wear. When I go to Pei's house, I will get some for my mother to wear."

"Get a few pieces!" Lin Suyun glared at her: "When you become the young mistress of the Pei family, mom can wear as many clothes as she wants, and still make it, it's really ugly!"

Pei house.

After dinner, Erxuan clamored to tell a story, and Mo looked at Haotian helplessly.

Haotian nodded knowingly, and directly said to Erxuan, "I'll tell you!"

Erxuan's eyes widened in surprise, and she shrugged her shoulders: "Mo Haotian, I won't believe you! When did you know how to tell stories?"

"It will always be." Haotian forcefully pulled Erxuan into the room: "I will tell you a great love story."

Although the two children are the same age, Haotian is a boy after all, and his strength is much greater than that of Xuan.

Although her heart was full of doubts, Erxuan still looked at Haotian curiously: "A great love story? Who is it about?"

"Bill Gates." Haotian's face was calm and serious.

Erxuan's small body fell directly on the bed, Bill Gates' love story, Haotian's nonsense...

Mo Wan outside the door couldn't help but also laughed out loud, as expected of her son, calm enough and different enough!

Now, she should go to the study and talk to Huan about Lin Suyun and Mo Qingfei...

Raising his hand, Mo Wan gently knocked on the door, while holding a delicate box with the other hand, he didn't know what was inside.

Immediately, Pei Yihuan's deep voice came out: "Come in."

Pushing open the study door, Mo Wan put the exquisite box behind him, with a smile on his face: "President Pei hasn't had dinner yet, are you hungry?"

Eyebrows raised, Pei Yihuan's thin lips curled up, staring at her deeply: "So Mrs. Pei came to the door by herself?"

Mo Wan glared at him angrily, walked to his side, sat on his lap, wrapped his hands around his neck like vines, sweet and intimate.

"Tonight Mrs. Pei is so enthusiastic, I like it..." Pei Yihuan's eyes were fiery.

Mo Wan: "Mr. Pei, I have a present for you."

The expression on Pei Yihuan's face was extremely happy: "What gift?"

"Here, this is the gift." Mo Wan opened the delicate box in his hand.

He stared deeply at her: "Perfume?"

"This is owned by the brand, as a commemoration of the 25th anniversary of the brand, and it is also one of the few men's fragrances."

Mo Wan gently shook the perfume in front of him, and continued.

"What we want to convey to us is not an alternative feeling, but an avant-garde, sexy from the inside out.

Therefore, its scent exudes a magical charm, whether it is the stimulation of the front note or the warmth of the back note, but it is full of power and fullness in the precipitation.

It turns out that the energy rush in restraint can also create such fanaticism. ""

(end of this chapter)