C7 Jason

He just got a call from his secretary before he could get home. There was a problem with New York's project. He rushed back to the company to get the documents and took the fastest flight to New York that day.

The next morning, Mo Yawen was woken up by the noise downstairs. Not long after she returned to her room last night, Hsu Qianqian called. It was obvious that Mo Yawen had completely forgotten about Hsu Qianqian's appointment with her. Mo Yawen briefly told Hsu Qianqian about the events of the past two days and the two of them chatted until midnight before hanging up.

After waking up, she simply washed up and went downstairs.

"Wenwen, you are awake?" In the spacious living room. The two women were chatting passionately. Ye's mother and Mo's mother were talking about their respective parenting scriptures. Just as they were talking, Ye's mother saw Mo Yawen walking down the stairs. She quickly walked over and pulled her hand to sit on the sofa. "Quickly let me touch my grandson. " Ye's mother smiled happily. She had been waiting for her grandson for a long time.

"Mom?" Mo Yawen did not expect Ye's mother to come early in the morning. She was stunned as she led her to sit on the sofa and let her touch her stomach.

"How many months has it been?" Ye's mother touched Mo Yawen's stomach. She clearly could not find anything, but she kept touching.

"The doctor said it has been eight weeks. "

"Then it has been two months? Wenwen, let me tell you, you must pay special attention to the first three months of pregnancy. If you are not careful, you might get into trouble. From today onwards, you don't need to wear high heels. "

" Right, you still need to eat lightly. In the future, you need to eat less messy things"

In the next two hours, Mo's mother and Ye's mother gave Mo Yawen all kinds of common knowledge about the early stages of pregnancy.

"Wenwen, why don't you follow me back to the old residence? I can take care of you too. The first three months was the most important time, and there was no room for any mishaps. I don't feel at ease letting Shaoting take care of you. " Ye's mother still did not know about Mo Yawen moving back home. She thought Mo Yawen was still living with Ye Shaoting, so she suggested.

"There is no need for that, right? I will move back home and let my mother take care of me. And this way, it will be more convenient for me to work. " Mo Yawen was stunned. She quickly waved her hand and politely refused. Ye's mother had been treating her like her own daughter ever since she married into the Ye family. Therefore, Mo Yawen also tried her best to do what a filial wife should do. Usually, she would not reject Ye's mother's request. But now that such a thing had happened, this request was a little difficult for her.

Moreover, living in her own house, she could indeed work more conveniently. There were two rooms on the first floor of Mo family specially for Mo Yawen to use as a painting studio.

"That's right. You can rest assured that Wenwen is my daughter. I will take good care of her. " Mo's mother really hoped that her daughter would stay in her home and let her take care of her.

The mother and daughter talked for a long time before Ye's mother gave up on the idea of letting Mo Yawen move to the Ye family's old residence.

After this day, Mo Yawen did not leave the Mo family's main gate for a week. She asked her brother to go to her and Ye Shaoting's house and move the things in the painting room back home.

Most of them were the useless drafts she drew for Jason's exhibition. For some reason, she felt that the things she drew and Jason's photography work were less compatible.

This exhibition was specially organized by Jason's company in hopes of opening up a market for him in China. This exhibition mainly focused on Jason's photography work. However, Jason contacted her privately, hoping that she could create according to the spirit of Jason's photography works. And because she liked Jason's photography work very much, she agreed without hesitation.

For an entire week, she locked herself in the studio. If Mo's mother was not afraid that she would be tired, she would definitely pull her out of the studio every day at ten o'clock. Mo Yawen would probably want to sleep in the studio.

Fortunately, the busy week was not in vain. She finally drew a satisfactory painting. When Jason called her, Mo Yawen was vomiting in the bathroom.

Her eyes were filled with tears as she told Jason the address of her house. Mo Yawen rinsed her mouth and cleaned it up briefly. Not long after, Jason arrived.

She opened the door and entered the room. "This is for you. " He was still braided. He placed the flowers into Mo Yawen's arms.

"Wenwen's friend is here? Please come in. " Mo's mother carried a bowl of soup out of the kitchen.

Jason lowered his head slightly, "Auntie, hello. "

Leading Jason into the room, Mo Yawen frowned and looked at the bowl of soup with a bitter expression, "Mom, can I not drink it? I almost vomited just by smelling it. "

"That won't do! Hurry up and drink it. " Mo's mother put the soup into Mo Yawen's hands with a straight face, "This is good stuff. It's good for the child. " Mo's mother said with a smile.

"Child? You are pregnant?" Jason looked at Mo Yawen in surprise and then looked at her stomach. Her stomach was still flat and there were no signs of pregnancy.

"Yes. " Mo Yawen closed her eyes and drank the soup in one breath. She knew that if she did not drink it, her mother would definitely argue with her until she drank it. In order to not delay the time, it was the first time she drank it so straightforwardly.

"Let's go. I'll take you to see the painting I drew. See if you like it or not. " Mo Yawen led Jason to her drawing room. Jason stood up and followed her.

They entered the studio. There was something hanging on the wall inside. They were all the photography works that Jason wanted to show this time. Jason's photography works this time were naturally the main focus. What was different from those monotonous natural wonders photography works was that every piece of Jason's work perfectly blended people into nature, forming a very grand and magnificent photography work.

The people in the photos looked calm and beautiful, melding with nature. It was as if looking at these photos made one feel as if the hustle and bustle in one's heart had been dispersed, leaving only peace and tranquility in one's heart. It was also because of this unique beauty that Jason, at such a young age, became an internationally renowned photographer.

In the center of the studio, there was a painting placed on the easel. The entire painting was mainly composed of black and white colors. The black tree trunk took up a large area of the painting, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. Broken branches were scattered across the floor. In the middle of the painting, there seemed to be a human shape behind the pile of dried branches. He was wearing a red cloak. And this red dot became the only bright color in the entire painting. We can't tell if this person is standing or sitting, his body is also covered in a thin layer of snow. We also know how long he has been here. The sky above the painting, which was so pale that it was almost white, was scattered through the gaps between the tree branches.

"Alright! As expected, I didn't misjudge you. Monica, you are really intelligent. " Jason looked at the painting and nodded his head in satisfaction. He was even more full of praise for Mo Yawen.

"Thank you. Your photo was very good. That's why I was able to find inspiration so quickly. " Mo Yawen smiled faintly and also expressed her praise to Jason.

"Can I see your other works again?" Jason looked at the painting and admired Mo Yawen more and more.

"Of course. " Just as Mo Yawen was about to show Jason her other works, she suddenly heard Mo's mother shouting in the living room, "Wenwen, Qianqian is here. "

Mo Yawen looked apologetically at Jason and brought him to another room connected to the studio, "This is some of my other works. You can take a look first. I will go out for a while. "

Jason nodded and looked around at the paintings on the wall. Mo Yawen walked out of the art studio.

Hsu Qianqian was already sitting on the sofa eating apples. Mo's mother sat by the side and chatted with Hsu Qianqian. Seeing Mo Yawen come out, Hsu Qianqian quickly chewed a few times and swallowed the apple in her mouth.

"Mo Yawen! You are really interesting! You didn't even tell me that you are going to stay at home. You made me go to your house. What are you doing at home every day? You don't even know how to answer the phone. " Hsu Qianqian kept saying. Because she was already very familiar with the Mo family's parents, she did not hide anything from them.

"Alright, it's my fault. I've been busy drawing Jason's paintings for the past two days. " Mo Yawen smiled and begged for mercy.

"Why do I always hear his name?" Hsu Qianqian seemed to be annoyed when she heard Jason's name. She took a bite of the apple.

"Sissy? "Mo Yawen is curious. She did not see Jason's sissy potential.

"Yes, this is how a person should be," Hsu Qianqian said with a look of disdain.

" No? I think Jason is very handsome. " Mo's mother, who was at the side, retorted when she heard Jason, who she had just met.

"Auntie, don't doubt me. I will show you. " Hsu Qianqian said as she took out her phone from her pocket. After clicking a few times, she handed the phone to the two of them to take a look. "Look, am I right?"

Mo Yawen and Mo's mother went over. The person in the photo had long hair that was scalded. His skin was so white that it made women jealous. His already attractive eyes were drawn with eyes. His lips were red and his teeth were white. When he smiled, he looked very attractive. However, people with discerning eyes could tell that he was a man with one look. Furthermore, it was Jason, who was at their house at the moment.

The two of them were silent. What she said was right. Mo Yawen wanted to laugh a little. It was a bit strange for her to put Jason together with the Jason in the photo.

"Am I right? Jason is a sissy to begin with. " Hsu Qianqian's eyebrows were tall and proud.

" The angle of this photo is not bad. Where did you get it from? "

"Of course it is. . . " Hsu Qianqian answered subconsciously. Halfway through, she suddenly realized that something was not right. She turned her head and saw an enlarged handsome face.

Jason was lying on the back of the sofa and looked at the dumbfounded Hsu Qianqian with amusement.

Jason stretched out his long hand and took the phone from Hsu Qianqian's hand. He flipped a few photos behind him. They were all his photos. "Your manager?" He turned around and asked Mo Yawen.

She nodded. He had heard them saying bad things about others behind their backs. Mo Yawen felt a little embarrassed.