After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

She knew that coming to Lu's house today was definitely not as simple as having a New Year's Eve dinner.

Sure enough, Lu Pingsheng and Gu Haiyun pretended to be confused about her divorce again.

Sitting next to Lin Mo, Gu Haiyun gently pushed Lin Mo to remind him, "Xiao Mo, don't just sit here and be dumbfounded! Your father is supporting you! Hurry up and promise your father."

"Young Madam, I will support you too."

"Young Madam, we all support you."

"Young madam, just promise the master!"

I don't know who among the servants took the lead in saying something to support Lin Mo, and the other servants immediately followed suit.

Sitting opposite Lin Mo, Bai Ran saw Lin Mo's delay in agreeing to the matter, so she quickly expressed her position: "Uncle Lu, Lin Mo doesn't agree with me, and I am willing to live a good life with Brother Feng. If Brother Feng says one thing, I will never say the other way." , Brother Feng told me to go left, I will never go right."

I was in a heavy mood and didn't know what to do.

As a result, when Bai Ran made such a fuss, Lin Mo couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After laughing, Lin Mo took a deep breath and looked at Lu Pingsheng seriously: "Dad, I will try my best."

In addition to the two words as far as possible, Lin Mo felt that he could not give more.

And as far as possible, she agreed to these two words for the sake of celebrating the New Year today, and because of the large number of people today.

That's all, it's to comfort Lu Pingsheng and Gu Haiyun's heart, and I don't want them to be unhappy during the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that Lin Mo finally let go, Gu Haiyun quickly put on a smile and said, "Okay, let's end this matter first, let's have a good New Year's Eve dinner now, and watch the Spring Festival Gala together later."

"Happy New Year Master, Happy New Year Madam!"

In Gu Haiyun's circle, the whole family had a lively New Year's Eve dinner.

When the New Year's Eve dinner was over, everyone watched the Spring Festival Gala together in the living room, while Lu Wenfeng and Gu Haiyun were handing out red envelopes to everyone. Everyone got big thick red envelopes, and each of them smiled happily.

It wasn't until around midnight that the little bun fell asleep in Lin Mo's arms, and Gu Haiyun hugged him from Lin Mo's arms.

Seeing Gu Haiyun hugging the little bun, Lin Mo said softly, "Mom, let me take Junlin to bed!"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Gu Haiyun said without hesitation: "You and Wenfeng have been arguing for so long, you two should have a good talk, don't let Junlin make trouble for you tonight, and spend a good New Year's Eve."

Gu Haiyun had already talked about this, and Lin Mo couldn't say anything more, so after everyone had finished, she also went back to the second floor.

Pushing aside the bedroom where she and Lu Wenfeng lived, Lu Wenfeng just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

The four eyes collided, Lin Mo looked at him calmly and said, "You just gave red envelopes to everyone, but you didn't send red envelopes to me."

After that, she quickly spread her hands: "Where's my red envelope?"

Rubbing his hair nonchalantly, Lu Wenfeng looked at Lin Mo and said, "I'm the red envelope, do you want it?"

"..." Lin Mo.

Suddenly giving Lu Wenfeng a blank look, Lin Mo put his hands in his pockets and sat on the edge of the bed: "It's boring."

Seeing Lin Mo's sullen look, Lu Wenfeng threw down the towel in his hand, went to the cabinet and opened the drawer, and took out a red envelope from inside.

After walking up to Lin Mo, he handed it to her as if nothing had happened: "Your is indispensable."

After receiving the red envelope handed over by Lu Wenfeng, Lin Mo looked up at him, then touched the red envelope, why is it so thin?

When I was downstairs just now, I saw that the red envelopes he gave to the servants and Bai Ran were very thick, but why did they come to me, it was so thin.

After staring at Lu Wenfeng suspiciously for a while, Lin Mo lowered his head and opened the red envelope.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and a light green payment check from inside.

She can understand the red hundred-dollar bill at a glance, but this check.

Looking up at Lu Wenfeng again, Lin Mo looked down at the check in his hand again, secretly counted the zeros behind it, and then looked up at Lu Wenfeng again: "[-] million, Lu Wenfeng, you are really generous."

It's just a red envelope for New Year's greetings, and he will give himself [-] million.

The wealth index between them is indeed still separated by many levels.

Raising his hand to scratch his hair that was about to dry, Lu Wenfeng said casually: "It should be in the account soon, you can check it."

As soon as Lu Wenfeng finished speaking, Lin Mo's text message rang.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and looked, only to see that it was the Chinese New Year red envelope given by Lu Wenfeng.

Looking at the sudden addition of such a large amount of money in the account, it must be a lie to say that she is not at all tempted.

Covering his smile and looking at Lu Wenfeng, Lin Mo pretended to be arrogant and said, "Give me cash next time! How fun it is to count money."

Lin Mo's playful, Lu Wenfeng couldn't hide a smile from his eyebrows.

Afterwards, he unhurriedly opened the cabinet next to him: "I seem to have some cash at home, you count it first, and whatever you count is yours."

After finishing speaking, he really bent down and picked up a paper bag of cash from the cabinet, and threw it in front of Lin Mo with a clatter.

Seeing that Lu Wenfeng really came out with a bag of money, Lin Mo was a little confused: "Give it to me?"

Lin Mo's obsessed look, Lu Wenfeng suddenly approached, put his hands on the edge of the bed and trapped her in his arms: "It's all for you."

Having said that, Lu Wenfeng paused for a moment, leaned down, looked at Lin Mo ambiguously and asked, "Seventeen, what about my New Year's gift?"

Lu Wenfeng's sentence "Seventeen" made Lin Mo's scalp go numb.

Subconsciously, he stepped back. Just as Lin Mo was about to say something, Lu Wenfeng's body suddenly leaned down again.

When he made a fuss, Lin Mo was frightened by him, and quickly raised his hand to push him back: "Forget it, I don't want it anymore, and I will give you back the money just now."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, Lu Wenfeng grabbed her both wrists and threw her on the bed: "Seventeen, there is no reason to ask for the money I gave back."

"Then just give it if you give it, and is there anyone who asks someone to return the gift?"

However, after listening to her words, Lu Wenfeng didn't let her go for a long time. Instead, he trapped her even more tightly and didn't let her move even more.

Looking at each other, with Lu Wenfeng's blurred eyes, Lin Mo's heartbeat speeded up inexplicably.

This kind of Lu Wenfeng made her suddenly very familiar.

Looking at Lu Wenfeng intently, Lin Mo swallowed his saliva, twisted his body and was about to say something to Lu Wenfeng, when Lu Wenfeng suddenly leaned over and kissed: "Seventeen, Happy New Year!"