With Mo"s background, he didn"t look at this film company at all. This was the first time that Mo Yunqi bought it. The other party bought a plot of land directly in the city"s most expensive land as the future development center of Mo"s. In the eyes of President Mo, the significance of the entire company"s existence was to hold Gu Jiaming, for fear that he would be a little wronged, and everyone else would play a role.

“Fiancee?” After Chen was shocked, he finally understood the meaning of Zheng Xueshao"s words. He took a deep breath in annoyance and thanked Zheng Xueshao immediately, “I see, thank you for reminding me!”

Zheng Xueshao pushed his gla.s.ses, and said politely, “Please also ask President Chen to keep it secret. Jiaming doesn"t want to announce it now.”

“That"s of course, Xiao Zheng, are you free tonight? I settled in a private room in Shun Ting Ju. Let"s have a good chat.”

“Okay, then I"d better respect than obey it."

Two thoughtful people went to dinner with a smile.

After the two left, they finally came out of the corner and came out with a shocked teenager.

Gu Jiaming is already engaged? !!

Gu Jiaming, who was engaged, walked out of the corridor and found that there were reporters squatting at the back door. He waved his hand impatiently, changed himself and Mo Yunqi to an ordinary person"s face, and went out with a big swing.

Mr. Mo, “…” 

Why, no one shot? ? ?

Soon, because of “bad work style”, a manager of the original management department of Hongsen Film and Television was directly dismissed. Lin Chun, who wanted to squeeze out Bai Yu"s role, also lost a few notices. If you wanted to pull Gu Jiaming"s hype and stepped on Gu Jiaming"s upper rank, it seemed that you needed to pay the price. Who made small demon Gu"s ears good?

Small demon Gu, who had left, didn"t know that his secret was discovered. He didn"t take it into his heart at all. At present, the most headache for him was being questioned by the child Mo Zeyang when he returned home.

“Where did you play? Why didn"t you take me?”

The child Mo Zeyang stood at the door, holding a small round waist. With a look of dissatisfaction, he asked his two fathers, "Are you both hot and handsome? Hand in hand (no!) ran out to play without taking him, is he really a biological son?"

Gu Jiaming turned his head to look at President Mo with an innocent look. "The son asked you! Speak!"

The dumped Mo reluctantly took the black pot, squatted down, looked at Mo Zeyang"s eyes, and seriously discussed with him, “Today we have something to do. I will take you with me next time. OK?” Obviously let him (President Mo) go quickly. The kid turned his face when he came back. Honestly, Mo, who didn"t understand his son"s routine, was a little puzzled.

Xiao Mo was always a very difficult to fool child, and asked, “When is the next time?”

President Mo groaned, “It should be fast.”

“Lying! I don"t know when it is next time. Why did you lie to me that next time? Will you lie to me like this next time? This is how your adults lie to children!" Xiao Mo always shrugged his nose and made a circle around two dads like a little wolf dog. Finally set the goal on Gu Jiaming"s body, “You have a cake! I smell the cream!”

Gu Jiaming → _ →

Mo Zeyang collapsed the bun face. His whole body and mind was interpreting the word: Worry!

Gu Jiaming knew what his son was like. He just used this as an excuse to talk to him about some minor conditions. It was possible that he would like another car or plane. This little cub was smart, and accidentally got fooled. He, such a hard-hearted person, would never agree to any of his requests, and this problem could not be used to. Gu Jiazhen twisted his face, pretending not to see it.

Mo Zeyang swiped his lips, and his eye circles instantly turned red. “Dad doesn"t love me anymore!”

Gu Jiaming"s heart suddenly broke. "Okay little cub, I haven"t seen any talents for a while. He will act!" Before he had time to expose, President Mo could not bear it. “Love, of course I love you. I promise you whatever compensation you want.”

Gu Jiaming received the successful smirk from the eyes of little child Mo Zeyang. He stared at Mo Yunqi with a disgusted look. "This idiot! Loving mother!"

There must also be principles for petting a child. For example, Mo Zeyang made a mistake. He would definitely let the little cub go to the corner to punish. This human was so stupid that he didn"t see the routine of the little cub!

In the heart of Mo Yunqi, he had not been around the father and son for the past five years. He felt that he owed them too much. He hated not to give them all the good things. Even though Mo Zeyang was acting, Mo Yunqi relented. Without violating his principles, he gave whatever they wanted.

Mo Zeyang patted Mo Yunqi"s shoulder happily, “Lao Mo is the best! Let"s go to the playground!”

"Lao Mo?"

Gu Jiazhen raised his eyebrows. When he heard such a slip, he knew that he didn"t scream. “He usually calls you like this? You really … loving mother!” Gu Jiazhen gaze blankly at Mo Yunqi. He pinched Mo Zeyang"s little ears and educated him, “It"s rude! Even if you don"t follow him, he is also your father. When he gets old, you will have to look after him until he is buried. This is your responsibility, understand? “

He owed Mo Yunqi"s love debt and Mo Zeyang"s half life, which was already very difficult to repay. Mo Zeyang was born as a son of man. If you didn"t take responsibility of being a son of man, he would not be able to achieve positive results in the future. He could only be a little fairy hidden in the world!

There were also principles to being a demon. Since ancient times, crows have fed back, lambs have kneeled down. Those who did not respect their parents and did not return grace of breeding were worse than animals. Mo Zeyang had half of Mo Yunqi"s blood on him, so from the beginning he never thought of refusing to recognize Mo Yunqi"s ident.i.ty.

Gu Jiaming rarely lost his temper with Mo Zeyang. This time, his tone was a little bit heavy. Mo Zeyang was frightened and his hair was blown up. He (Gu Jiaming) squinted around his (Mo Zeyang) b.u.t.tocks, and his tail was frightened.

Gu Jiaming responded with a quick slap and slapped his tail away.

“Daddy!” Mo Zeyang thought that Gu Jiaming was going to slap his b.u.t.tocks. He flew into Mo Yunqi"s arms in a fright. Instead of Lao Mo, he called "Dad" directly.

President Mo frowned, never minding what Mo Zeyang called him. He was still exploring the touch on the back of his hands. The hand he just put on his son"s waist seemed to be swept away by something furry.