C286 How Was Shang Moze When He Was a Child

Yi Xiaomi leaned forward and carefully looked at the woman in the mirror. This face was thin and it really felt like a standard oval face. But why did she feel a little unhappy in her heart...

Squeezing the flesh on her stomach, Yi Xiaomi pouted somewhat discontentedly. She was clearly pregnant, but with her weight, she dared to raise both her hands and legs to bet - it definitely dropped.

Recalling that Mrs Zhang was still waiting for her below, Yi Xiaomi quickly stopped all the questions in her heart and steadily walked out.

However, before she walked to the dining table, Yi Xiaomi's two slender long legs seemed to be stuck to the ground and a flock of crows cawing and cawing flew past her forehead.

"Aiya, Sis Yi, quickly come over. This chicken soup is not good to drink when it is cold." Mrs Zhang's face was full of a flower like smile as she pointed at the things on the table. "This chicken is very good for pregnant women. You have to eat more."

"No, no, no. This is Mrs Zhang's intention. You must eat all of it."

Looking at the big bowl on the table... No, the pot of chicken soup. Yi Xiaomi could not help but shiver, "That, Mrs Zhang, I only need to drink a small bowl. You don't need to bring it all out."

"Young Mistress," Mrs Zhang changed her words. Anyway, it was already certain that Sister Yi and Young Master would be together. "How can this be all? There is still more in the pot."

"Pffft!" Yi Xiaomi almost spat out a mouthful of blood in her heart. There was still more in the pot. If all of this was taken care of, she would probably be crippled even if she did not die.

Probably feeling Yi Xiaomi's messy state of mind, Mrs Zhang smiled honestly and rubbed her hands together. "That, it doesn't matter if you can't finish it. You can drink it at night. This chicken soup is just that the more it is boiled, the more fragrant it is."

"Did Shang Moze say what he was doing?" In order to not let the topic continue on the "demonic chicken soup," Yi Xiaomi quickly changed the topic.

Sure enough, once Yi Xiaomi said this, Mrs Zhang became excited, "Young Master did not specifically say where he went. I think he must have gone to South Peace International. Young Mistress do not need to worry about him finding other women. Young Master is a very dedicated person..."

As if she had just opened a small box, the smile on Mrs Zhang's face did not stop, but the words she said were all for the sake of making a good impression on a man.

Yi Xiaomi did not hear anything else, but when the word "dedicated" came out, she laughed in her heart. Hehe, when she first met Young Master Shang, he had nothing to do with this kind of thing - listening to all the gossip about the women in Dark Night Empire, a man was surrounded by a lot of fat and thin people. And it had never been more than a week.

Although he thought this in his heart, in order to stop Mrs Zhang from talking non-stop, Yi Xiaomi slowly pulled out the chair and sat down. She smiled faintly. " En, I believe in Shang Moze. Mrs Zhang, you don't need to say anymore." Looking for a woman. Hehe, as long as this man dares, she won't object either.

With her slender fingers picking up the spoon, Yi Xiaomi skillfully and slowly scooped the soup into her bowl. "Mrs Zhang, when Shang Moze was about to be young, you were already by her side?"

Hearing this, Mrs Zhang, who was standing by the side, smiled charmingly. There were faint lines on her face. "When young master was born, I was his nanny. It can be said that I watched young master grow up."

After feeding a mouthful of soup into her mouth, Yi Xiaomi's beautiful big eyes looked up. There was some curiosity in her tone. "Then, was Shang Moze as cold as he was now when he was young? His face was dark all day long, as if someone owed him hundreds of billions."

Mrs Zhang was stunned when she heard this. Then, she couldn't help but laugh secretly. She really wanted to know what kind of expression the young master would have if he heard the words the young madam was evaluating him now.

Shang Moze was gentle. His dark eyes were filled with a strange light. The smile on his face was somewhat cautious. "Come, Yi Xiaomi, say what you just said again!" )

"When young master was young, he was not like this now." When she recalled Shang Moze's childhood, Mrs Zhang's face was full of love and sadness.

When Shang Moze was young, he already had a handsome outline. When he walked out, no matter where he went, it would cause female compatriots to scream and want to pack him up and bring him back home.

If he wore a suit, that small appearance would be like a mold carved from the old master. He had a side effect of his wife's pure kindness, which made people love him even more. Er... It seemed like there was something wrong... Ahem, anyway, in short, she was a very likeable child.

At that time, because the old master and his wife were still around, the young master was especially well protected. Every day, his face was filled with a happy smile, brimming with enthusiasm, lively and cheerful.

But later on, ever since the young master and the madam went to an art exhibition and got into a car accident on the way, everything changed.

Although Old Master Shang doted on the only remaining bone blood left in this business, the old people who came from those eras were incomparably harsh and pedantic, making people unable to endure it.

In addition, he had been a superior figure in the South Peace International for so many years, and the domineering and dictatorship in his bones made his young master become more and more introverted.

Later on, when his young master was twelve years old, he was sent out of the country by the old man to study abroad. When he returned from his studies, it was as if he had changed into a different person.

On the first day he took over the South Peace International, his young master had undergone a major change of blood. His methods were swift and fierce. From top to bottom, there was no one who wasn't afraid of him.

After that, within a short month, the South Peace International's shares skyrocketed. All of his performance had doubled - pushing the South Peace International to the peak, and it was also because of this that his young master had the same result. All of a sudden, it had become a legend that couldn't be crossed in the business world.

However, Mrs Zhang had always known that although the young master appeared to be very powerful and had wealth, power, and status, his heart had always been frozen.

It was probably because of the sudden death of his parents that struck Madam. Since he was young, the young master had become more and more indifferent to everything. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was cold in his heart.

Fortunately, it was... Mrs Zhang took a look at the woman who was drinking the soup with her head down and her face was filled with gratification. Finally, there was someone who opened up the young master's heart bit by bit...

Satisfied after drinking the entire bowl of chicken soup, Yi Xiaomi stretched out her hand and placed it on her stomach. She touched the round watermelon-like abdomen and then gave an inelegant burp.

Ah, Ah, happiness... Thinking of Mrs Zhang's words just now, Yi Xiaomi temporarily jumped out from the happiness of the chicken soup but she thought of another problem.

"If father and mother Shang got into a car accident because they went to the art exhibition," Yi Xiaomi put down the spoon that she was playing with and looked at Mrs Zhang. "Then doesn't Shang Moze hate those paintings?"