belated marriage

Chapter 460
"Ting Yuan."

She timidly looked at Mo Tingyuan on the opposite side, with a little cautiousness hidden in her eyes, and said, "Can I live here for a few days?"

Only then did Mo Tingyuan raise his eyelids impatiently, "The Zheng family should have more than one house. Miss Zheng has no other place to go?"

"I don't want to go." Zheng Chuyue lowered her head hurt, and said lonely: "My father has another daughter. In his heart, I am no longer the most important daughter. My mother has also passed away. I want to cut him off." relation!"

As she spoke, Zheng Chuyue spoke with a bit of ruthlessness.

Mo Tingyuan looked at her with great interest, "Are you sure you want to sever ties with your father? Everything you have now was given to you by him. Do you think that without the Zheng family, what else do you have?"

"I……"

Zheng Chuyue wanted to say that she still had Mo Tingyuan, but she swallowed her words when she met Mo Tingyuan's cold eyes.

She lowered her head resentfully, not daring to continue.

Only then did Mo Tingyuan look away in satisfaction, and said: "The Zheng family should be yours, you should fight for it instead of begging for mercy in front of me."

"Ting Yuan!" Zheng Chuyue was startled and sad, and couldn't believe that Mo Tingyuan would say such words, "I didn't mean that, I just thought of you because I had nowhere to go."

"But the Mo family is not a shelter."

Mo Ting leaned far away on the back of the sofa, crossed his long legs casually, and said, "Miss Zheng can rest here for a night, but tomorrow, I don't want to see you at home."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Chuyue's face turned even paler.

But Mo Tingyuan didn't look at her, and said calmly: "Uncle Fu, clean up a guest room for Miss Zheng, prepare breakfast for her tomorrow morning, and send her back to Zheng's house."

"I'm not going back!"

Zheng Chuyue stood up abruptly, her palm-sized face was full of anger.

Mo Tingyuan glanced at her indifferently, and said, "I'm afraid it's not up to you."

After finishing speaking, before Zheng Chuyue could speak again, he went upstairs first.

Zheng Chuyue still wanted to follow, but was blocked by the smiling Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, I want to say a few more words to Ting Yuan." Seeing Uncle Fu, Zheng Chuyue subconsciously wanted to curse, but thinking of her current situation, she lowered her voice again.

There was a bit of a smile on Forbe's old face, but it didn't reach his eyes.

There was light in his cloudy eyes, and he said: "Miss Zheng, sir is going to rest, you should go to bed early, listen to what sir says, and don't disturb him any more."

"I didn't want to disturb him, I just..." Zheng Chuyue was eager to explain.

Uncle Fu didn't care what she had to say, he just arranged a guest room for her calmly, and said: "On the third floor, turn left to the third room, go clean it up."

Zheng Chuyue frowned slightly when she heard this, she was very dissatisfied with Uncle Fu's move.

Old thing, a servant of the Mo family dares to point fingers at her as a guest!

If it wasn't for her inconvenient exposure now, she would definitely teach this old guy a lesson!
Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyue stood there with low eyebrows and did not look at Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu glanced at her lightly, and reminded: "I know that Miss Zheng has a deep-rooted affection for Mr., but Mr. Zheng's sweetheart is not Miss Zheng. Please respect yourself and stop doing impulsive things."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a slap in the face of Zheng Chuyue.

But in everyone's mind, she had lost her memory, so she could only pretend that she didn't know anything, and looked at Forbe suspiciously.

Seeing this, Uncle Fu just laughed lowly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm getting old, I forgot that Miss Zheng lost her memory."

"It's getting late, Miss Zheng go to bed early."

After Uncle Fu finished speaking, he gave other servants a look, and some servants wanted to take Zheng Chuyue upstairs.

After Zheng Chuyue entered the room, there was no sound of footsteps going far outside, and it seemed that there were still footsteps approaching here.

She frowned slightly, opened the door, and was stared at by two servants.

"Miss Zheng, if you need anything, you can tell us, and we will prepare it for you." One of the servants smiled slightly, but did not allow her to refuse.

Zheng Chuyue smiled dryly and said, "I'm a little thirsty and want to drink water."

"Wait a minute." A servant smiled and went to prepare hot water for her.

A few minutes later, a glass of warm water was delivered to her.

Seeing that she was not going back to her room, the two servants looked at her and asked her if she needed anything else.

It was only then that Zheng Chuyue realized that she might not be able to leave the room all night, so she gave up the idea of ​​looking for Mo Tingyuan and honestly rested in the room.

Early the next morning, before she woke up, she was awakened by a servant's knock on the door.

"Miss Zheng, breakfast is ready, let's get up and have breakfast." The servant said in a respectful tone that could not be refused.

Zheng Chuyue got up irritably, and shouted outside: "10 minutes."

Ten minutes later, she appeared at the dining table wearing the dress the servant had prepared for her again.

She glanced at the empty sofa, feeling disappointed.

Sure enough, Mo Tingyuan said that he didn't want to see her, so he wouldn't see her.

"Miss Zheng, please finish your breakfast as soon as possible, the driver is already waiting." Faber reminded lightly.

Zheng Chuyue gritted her teeth in anger at his indifferent attitude, but she could only swallow her anger, finished her breakfast obediently, and then left.

08:30am.

Mo Tingyuan, who had just had a video conference, came out of the study, saw that Zheng Chuyue was no longer in the living room, and asked, "Sent away?"

"Yes, sir."

He nodded, "Remind Mr. Zheng, take care of your daughter and don't just go to other people's homes, especially Mo's."

"Yes."

Uncle Fu agreed, and immediately called Father Zheng.

However, after getting off the car, Zheng Chuyue did not return to Zheng's house, but waited for the driver to drive away, and took a taxi to Mo Yangyang's residence.

Mo Yangyang has been discharged from the hospital a long time ago. He has no job recently, so he just stays idle at home.

When seeing Zheng Chuyue, Mo Yangyang was still very surprised, and asked, "Sister Chuyue, why are you here? Don't you have to go to the company today?"

Zheng Chuyue looked at her with red eyes, hurt, and said, "Yangyang, they all lied to me, they all lied to me!"

As she spoke, she shed tears.

Mo Yangyang instantly understood what was going on, his face was a little ugly, and he said: "You come in first, let's have a good talk."

However, Zheng Chuyue grabbed her hand, with scrutiny in her eyes, and asked, "Have you been helping to hide this matter, so you don't want me to know?"

"Sister Chu Yue."

Mo Yangyang withdrew his hand uncomfortably, and said guiltily: "We don't want you to be stimulated again. You are already very sad about Aunt Zheng's matter. In addition to that Zheng Miao, we are afraid that you will not be able to bear it. Uncle Zheng also You told me about this in advance, and I hope your situation will stabilize again before I tell you the truth."

"So you're all hiding it from me?!" Zheng Chuyue's eyes widened, tears welling in their sockets.

(End of this chapter)