Louis’s forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. If his father were to find out that his mother suffered such a loss in the company, he would have a rough ti ahead.
"Apologize!" Louis’s expression darkened as he looked at Li Yan.
You’re joking, the old man would be overjoyed if his wife ate a little more!
Li Yan was slightly stunned. After all, Louis had grown up receiving Western education, so he usually listened to employees’ opinions and was always fair and just.
But she didn’t expect that he would defend this woman so fiercely!
"President, it seems you must be protecting Designer Qiao..."
"My mother is a company director. Does she need to report to you when she makes a company visit?" Louis’s tone was grim.
Li Yan was slightly stunned. Mother... mother?
She then turned her gaze to Xu Wan, who looked at her indifferently and said, "What does my ddleso aunt and full-ti nanny have to do with bothering this lady?"
Li Yan’s face imdiately turned pale. This... this is Louis’s mother?
The wife of that infamous henpecked husband Li Muqing?
But... but wasn’t she supposed to be abroad? How could she... be so close with Qiao Mo?
"Moreover, since this lady knows so much about my afternoon whereabouts, I wonder how much of your work have you completed?" Xu Wan spoke calmly, yet carried the air of soone in a high position.
Louis promptly said to the departnt manager, "Go, check her afternoon’s work. Also, since Miss Li likes to monitor others’ movents, transfer her to the security departnt."
"Pre... President?"
Li Yan was completely stunned and almost burst into tears.
She initially intended to complain about Qiao Mo but never thought that this woman, who bought both potted plants and radiation-protective clothing, would be... Louis’s mother.
Qiao Mo glanced at her indifferently, not pleading for her.
She only hoped that with Li Yan as an example, there would be fewer troubles in the future, as she didn’t have the energy to waste on such trivial matters.
Louis walked to Xu Wan, gently supporting her: "Mom, I’ll take you ho..."
"Wait till we get ho and let your dad deal with you." Xu Wan glared at her son displeasedly and left him aside, instead intimately linking arms with Qiao Mo as they left together.
Louis touched his nose from behind, wondering if he was indeed their biological child.
...
"Aunt Xu, you were so impressive just now." Qiao Mo chuckled, flattering her.
"Hmph, that brat. What kind of stupid rules are those. We won’t bother with him. I just called your Uncle Li, tonight he’ll cook personally, and we’ll have a good al."
Qiao Mo smiled back, filled with anticipation for this Uncle Li.
After all, according to everyone, Li Muqing was a prominent figure in Jiang City two decades ago, rumored to have a reputation no less than Fu Nancheng, and his actions were flamboyant and dissolute, much like Yan Yiheng.
Every ti Qiao Mo heard that Li Muqing had been cooking for Xu Wan almost daily for over twenty years, she couldn’t help but be curious about what this legendary henpecked husband was like.
Qiao Mo directly got into Xu Wan’s car, and the driver took the two to the Fifth High-level People’s Hospital.
Xu Wan hesitated for a mont but still accompanied Qiao Mo upstairs. Thinking about the last ti she cried alone by the roadside, she couldn’t help but worry that she would be bullied. Though she was an outsider, she could at least say a few words to help.
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