Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet looked down at the key in her palm, hesitated for a few seconds, and squeezed it tightly, "I see. Thank you, Mr. Murphy. I can accept the car, but I will return it to you the money which is exceeded my car’s, goodbye!"

When she finished speaking, before Stanley could answer, Violet pressed down the Mercedes-Benz car key, opened the door, carried the two children into the car, and drove away.

Fraser came to Stanley's side and watched the red car leave, "Mr. Murphy, Violet is still alienating you. She even wanted to pay you money. Didn't you confess to her your feelings last night?"

Stanley pursed his thin lips, "Not in hurry. It's not too late to wait until she gets used to my existence. Let's go to the company."

"Yes." Fraser nodded in response.

After Violet drove Arya to the kindergarten, she took Calvin to the hospital and let Jessie take care of him. She herself went to Design Association to participate in today's competition.

As soon as she entered the conference room, Violet felt the tension in the atmosphere.

Except for Phoebe, the six designers were all on pins and needles, with undisguised concerns on their faces.

"What's the matter?" Violet walked over and asked a designer casually.

The designer looked at her, "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Violet blinked suspiciously.

The designer leaned to her ear, lowered her voice and replied, "We just heard that it is Mr. Moore who set the theme."

"And then?" Violet turned to look at the designer.

She didn't understand why they were so anxious.

"And then? Of course we’re so afraid. Who doesn't know that Mr. Moore always sets tricky theme!" The designer lay on the table painfully, "He never directly announces the theme, but says a famous saying, letting us guess the theme from the famous saying. It’s hard."

"It's a bit." Violet nodded in favor.

She had heard from her teacher before that Mr. Moore did have such a habit of setting a theme.

That was because Mr. Moore learned history before entering the design circle.

it?" Seeing

Moore is best at designing the national style. The questions must

the designer's eyes lit up suddenly, "Yes, why didn't I expect it? Thank you

head, saying no

her wrist to check the time. There

still holding a mobile phone in her hand. She didn’t dare to look

Then she

pursed, then she bent down and took off the high heels on her

door of the safe staircase, Violet heard Phoebe's voice coming from inside, "The competition is about to start. I will confirm

Grandpa?

Violet suddenly

person who contacted Phoebe

who set the theme was Mr. Moore this

Don't worry, I will help you put Violet

name, and based on Phoebe's words, Violet already guessed what Suzy

suppress her

seemed that Suzy really hated her

turned around and

Phoebe also

face, Violet’s

look over, and raised her chin

felt

no real ability and

notebook and pencil in order to draw the

and came to the stage.

before. From the tone and meaning of this proverb, it seemed to be a proverb of ethnic

was the costume

while and looked at Mr. Moore on the

the audience with a smile on his face. Seeing the designers looked so anxious when hearing his question, he held the microphones and said with a smile, "You guys must think that it’s difficult to guess the theme

Everyone nodded.

Moore

just guessing, so I have already told you the answer. It is on me. As long as