Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Mo Xiaowan curled her lips.    

Although it was fine, the person in the dream was so clear that he could not get rid of it no matter what.    

Arriving at 789, ah Mo brought Mo Xiaowan to visit the VIP exhibition hall.    

There was less than half a month left until the Time Exhibition. Most of the furnishings and framework of the exhibition hall had already been completed, but it was still not complete. There were still many workers busy inside.    

When Wang Dong, who was in charge of the furnishing, saw them, he immediately stopped what he was doing and went over to greet them.    

He did not know Mo Xiaowan, nor did he know that she was the painter of this exhibition. However, he knew Ah Mo. After all, after so many days, ah Mo had come over every day to keep an eye on the art.    

"Assistant Mo, you're here. This is?"    

Mo Xiaowan was very good-looking. She was pure and refined, like a fairy from the mortal world. When Wang Dong saw this, his eyes couldn't help but light up.    

"She is..."    

"A friend."    

Without waiting for Ah Mo to finish, mo Xiaowan gently interrupted him.    

Perhaps because he didn't want to be noticed by too many people, or because he didn't want to be disturbed, mo Xiaowan rarely mentioned his true identity in front of outsiders. In the literary and painting world, she was just a rookie painter.    

"Yes, she's my friend. If you have nothing to do, come with me to take a look."    

Ah Mo understood and followed Mo Xiaowan's words.    

"Your friend."    

Wang Dong looked at Mo Xiaowan and his ears turned red. He couldn't help but say.    

"He's really pretty."    

"That's true. Everyone said so."    

Ah Mo pursed her lips into a smile and sent a voice message.    

Perhaps it was because he had heard too many compliments, mo Xiaowan's heart had long since calmed down. Moreover, she had always boasted that she wasn't a great beauty.    

After politely replying to Wang Dong with a smile, she tilted her head and glanced at A'Mo.    

"Oh. Over here."    

Ah Mo understood and answered before leading her towards the entrance.    

Wang Dong stepped forward, wanting to make more contact with Mo Xiaowan, so he found an excuse.    

"Assistant Mo, I'll accompany you..."    

Before he could finish, he was rejected by Ah Mo with a smile.    

"There's no need. I'm more familiar with this place than you. Go do your work. Be careful, keep a close eye on it. Don't make any mistakes."    

" Alright then. "    

Wang Dong scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and walked away tactfully.    

"Wanwan, I think I should hire a bodyguard for you."    

Ah Mo led Mo Xiaowan to the first exhibition hall. Seeing that there was no one inside, he joked in a low voice.    

"Bodyguard?"    

Mo Xiaowan did not react in time.    

"You're really too beautiful. It's not like I can always be with you..."    

Ah Mo raised his eyebrows, and a teasing smile appeared on his face.    

"What nonsense are you talking about?"    

Mo Xiaowan helplessly shook her head.    

A joke was a joke, but Ah Mo was really serious when it came to doing things.    

The first exhibition hall was basically completed. Apart from the paintings for the exhibition and some matching decorations, the other parts were almost perfect.    

"Sister Wanwan, this way."    

Ah Mo led Mo Xiaowan to the second exhibition hall. Just as they reached the entrance of the exhibition hall, mo Xiaowan's phone rang.    

"Wait for me, I'll take the call first."    

When Mo Xiaowan saw the number, he said a few words to Ah Mo before walking out.    

Ah Mo was very refined and didn't follow her. She just stood there and waited for her.    

"Little uncle."    

"Late at night, how are you?"    

The male voice on the other end of the phone was low magnetic and slightly hoarse.    

"I'm fine. Uncle, what about you?"    

Mo Xiaowan's tone was gentle, and the smile in her eyes was shallow.    

"Me too. Haha... "    

On the other end of the phone, qian Jingchuan started laughing. Compared to when he was young, his laughter was a little rough. Perhaps the desert had tempered everything for him.    

"Oh right, late at night. I heard that you went to Yunjing to hold an art exhibition?"    

Qian Jingchuan's words were filled with unrestrainable pride.    

"Yes."    

Mo Xiaowan gently replied. Although the outside world was extremely praising her, in her opinion, her standards were still above average and had yet to reach the level of a Master.    

The reason she decided to hold this art exhibition was firstly because of her love, and secondly because she had promised a friend.