belated marriage

Lin Chuqi frowned slightly, and reminded: "Do you need me to show Mr. Yang your own handwriting?"

"That doesn't work."

There was already anger in Yang Yu's words.

Lin Chuqi looked at Aldrich helplessly.

Aldridge coughed lightly, and said, "That's not yours either, it's just returned to its original owner, Yang Yu, go back to your home!"

There was ruthlessness in Aldrich's words.

Yang Yu touched his cheek with his tongue, and said with a sneer, "Either, Miss Qingzhi will come home with me as a guest, and let me have an explanation, or, give me back the necklace."

Aldridge was about to speak, but Lin Chuqi preemptively said, "Just a guest?"

"Of course." Yang Yu looked at her, "If you pay such a high price, you must see a little report."

"Okay." Lin Chuqi readily agreed.

"Lin Chuqi." Mo Tingyuan frowned slightly, held her hand, "I won't go."

Lin Chuqi shrugged helplessly, "Do you think we have a better choice now?"

The corners of Yang Yu's mouth were lightly raised, with a bit of complacency, "Miss Qing Zhi is really good at judging the situation."

"Mr. Yang may not be the most favorable one every time." Lin Chuqi smiled lightly, "When will you be our guest?"

"Just tonight, my mother wants to have a good chat with Miss Qingzhi."

"it is good."

Lin Chuqi smiled and agreed.

Only then did Yang Yu leave contentedly.

The door of the private room was slammed shut.

Aldrich's face sank like water, "Boss Lin really wants to be a guest?"

Lin Chuqi shrugged casually, "Do you still have anyone in your family?"

"I won't go." Mo Tingyuan interrupted the two of them lightly, "It's not necessary to look at the eyes if you agree, and it's not impossible to break your promise occasionally."

Lin Chuqi followed suit with a smile.

Aldrich looked at Mo Tingyuan in surprise, then at Lin Chuqi, and suddenly understood.

"Suddenly I feel that Yang Yu is really an idiot." Aldridge said with a smile.

"Let's have dinner, let's go back to China early." Mo Tingyuan suggested.

After lunch, Lin Chuqi went back to the company, explained the work details to Zhang Miaomiao, and boarded the plane back home with Mo Tingyuan.

Everything happened quietly with Aldrich's help.

When Yang Yu realized later, the plane of the two had already taken off.

As for how Aldrich will solve the problem between him and Yang Yu, that is Aldrich's business.

In the middle of the night, Lin Chuqi rubbed her sore eyes, got off the plane with Mo Tingyuan, and went straight home.

I never thought that as soon as I entered the living room of Mo Zhai, I would hear a burst of crying.

Lin Chuqi looked at Mo Tingyuan and said, "It sounds familiar, Mr. Mo."

What she said meant a lot.

Mo Ting frowned imperceptibly, then strode in, signaling the servant not to speak.

Lin Chuqi followed closely behind.

As expected, they saw Mo Yangyang and Zheng Chuyue sitting on the sofa.

Zheng Chuyue cried pear blossoms with rain, so pitiful.

Mo Yangyang carefully handed Zheng Chuyue a tissue and tried to persuade her.

"Sister Chuyue, you and my brother are really impossible. You also know his temper. Although I used to hope that you would be my sister-in-law, it is different now. Our Mo family is going downhill. I am afraid that we will be worthy in the future." Not with you."

"No." Zheng Chuyue choked up and said: "I believe in Ting Yuan. I grew up with him, childhood sweetheart, and we have such a good relationship. Just because I have been abroad for a few years, he doesn't want me anymore. Yang Yang, I am not reconciled !"

Saying that, Zheng Chuyue grasped Mo Yangyang's hand tightly, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Mo Yangyang trembled from being pinched by her, "Sister Chu Yue, my hand is about to bleed from your pinching."

Zheng Chuyue then let go of her hand awkwardly, with a bit of embarrassment in her eyes, she said, "Sorry, I'm just too excited."

Mo Yangyang smiled comfortingly, "I understand, sister Chu Yue, you feel uncomfortable."

"But it's all in the past. It's fine if you don't remember those things. Although I don't like Lin Chuqi very much, my brother likes her, and I can't help it."

"Yangyang, can you help me?"

"She can't help you." Mo Tingyuan said suddenly.

Zheng Chuyue and Mo Yangyang, who spoke with gusto, were so frightened that they shivered.

Mo Yangyang stood up in a panic, squeezed the tissue tightly with both hands, and said with a sneer: "Brother, didn't you go abroad to find investment? Why did you come back suddenly?"

Mo Tingyuan glanced at her indifferently, "If I don't come back, how do you know you plan to sell me?"

A fierce aura instantly permeated the air.

Mo Yangyang stood stiffly in place, not daring to move.

"Miss Zheng." Mo Tingyuan turned his eyes, looked at Zheng Chuyue who was still crying, and said in a bad tone: "I think I have made it very clear before that the marriage between the Mo Group and the Zheng Group has been cancelled. , everyone does not violate the river water, maybe we can have a happy cooperation in the future."

Mo Tingyuan's eyes were frighteningly cold.

Zheng Chuyue pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face.

Looking at it from a distance, Lin Chuqi felt that Zheng Chuyue was pitiful.

However, poor people must have something to hate.

She couldn't find a reason to sympathize with Zheng Chuyue.

"It's getting late, there is no room at home, Miss Zheng, please go back."

Lin Chuqi and Mo Yangyang looked at each other tacitly after hearing this.

Can he say such words? !

"Brother, that, our house, my room can actually..."

"No."

Mo Tingyuan interrupted her without changing his expression, "Miss Mo, how can you share a room with others."

Zheng Chuyue: "..."

She already felt Mo Tingyuan's disgust.

"Since it's inconvenient, I won't bother you." Zheng Chuyue said as she stood up and was about to leave.

However, Zheng Chuyue put on her high heels slowly, and before taking two steps, she fell to the ground with an ouch.

"Yangyang, my feet hurt so much!"

"Sister Chuyue, are you okay?!" Mo Yangyang stepped forward nervously, trying to help Zheng Chuyue up.

But Zheng Chuyue was crying, "Maybe it's twisted, what should I do? It might be inconvenient for me to drive."

"Otherwise..." Mo Yangyang carefully glanced at Mo Tingyuan.

Lin Chuqi stood by and watched the play.

I saw Mo Tingyuan sitting on the sofa expressionlessly, without lifting his eyelids, he said: "Ask the driver to take Miss Zheng back."

Zheng Chuyue looked at Mo Tingyuan in disbelief, she couldn't accept Mo Tingyuan's indifference.

But in fact, she has long been used to this situation.

Mo Tingyuan has always been ruthless to her.

With the help of Mo Yangyang, she stood up limping, smiled forcedly, and said: "I'm fine, just let the driver take me back, Yangyang, don't worry about it."

Speaking of this, Mo Yangyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Then I'll take you to the car, and send me a message when you get home."

Watching Mo Yangyang and Zheng Chuyue help each other to leave, Lin Chuqi held his chin and looked at Mo Tingyuan meaningfully.