Yun Mo was particularly efficient in handling matters.
Just two days later, he brought a tall man with blue eyes to Qiaoqiao's side.
At that time, Qiao Xiaon'an was preparing lunch upstairs.
Yun Mo suddenly called, asking her to come downstairs, saying he had a gift for her.
She looked out of the dining room window and saw, in the drizzling rain, Yun Mo holding an umbrella, standing in the plaza below, in front of a military-style Hummer, looking up at her.
Their eyes met, he waved to her, indicating her to come down.
So she took a floral umbrella and went downstairs.
Yun Mo patted the car behind him, "A gift for you."
"Amo, I can't even drive." She looked at it. This car was even taller than she was, so domineering, the view must be great from inside it, "Even if I could drive, this car is too potent, I wouldn't be able to handle it."
Yun Mo saw her rushing down still wearing her apron, not even putting on a coat.
