belated marriage

"Knock down!"

"Enter." Lin Chuqi turned off the news.

Sister Chen pushed the door open, followed by Mo Yangyang.

"Lin Chuqi, did you do it!" Mo Yangyang asked aggressively.

Sister Chen quickly stopped Mo Yangyang and said, "Miss Mo, if you can't speak well, please leave."

Only then did Mo Yangyang manage to control his emotions, sat proudly on the sofa, and asked in a deep voice: "Now you can tell what's going on."

Lin Chuqi said without raising her head, "You and Zheng Chuyue still have a very good relationship."

Mo Yangyang was slightly taken aback, thinking of some past events, his face became a little ugly.

But when Zheng Chuyue accompanied her to see her mother, she had a car accident and lost her memory, and Zheng Miao took advantage of her and lost the initiative of the Zheng Group.

The only thing she can do now is to support Zheng Chuyue as much as possible.

After thinking about it, Mo Yangyang said with a normal expression: "You don't need to worry about it."

Lin Chuqi sneered, "Are you pretending to be muddled? If Zheng Chuyue's scars were not exposed by herself, who would have photographed them? Or, who can get these photos? Come and find them." For my troubles, why not ask her why she didn't find the culprit, but came to me instead."

Mo Yangyang was startled for a moment, then realized immediately, "You mean, Zheng Miao is the one who plotted against Sister Chu Yue behind her back?"

Lin Chuqi gave her a blank look, "It took me so long to realize it, no wonder you were used as a gunman, Mo Yangyang, you are really stupid."

These words were like thorns, hearing Mo Yangyang looked like a cat with its hair blown, and his face was extremely ugly.

"You are stupid! Your whole family is stupid."

Mo Yangyang stood up angrily, walked back and forth in the office, and said, "Don't think I don't know, Zheng Miao must have your intention behind what he did."

Lin Chuqi gave her a blank look, "Let's go, I'm afraid that if I stay with you for a long time, I will become stupid."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mo Yangyang stomped his feet angrily.

Lin Chuqi signaled with a glance, and Sister Chen immediately understood and took her out.

The crisp footsteps gradually moved away and disappeared.

Lin Chuqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Miao's move was quite beautiful.

Let Zheng Chuyue suffer, and she also feels very happy.

That afternoon, Lin Chuqi went to the Mo Group, and Zheng Miao went with him.

For the Terror Island project, they have to make a new decision.

Everything went smoothly, except that Zheng's Group's profit sharing changed from 20.00% to 30.00%, everything was the same as Zheng Miao's conditions.

Lin Chuqi was very satisfied with the result.

Just as she was about to go home, Zheng Chuyue came.

She was wearing a mask and stood pale at the door of the Mo Group, looking at her and Zheng Miao resentfully.

She groaned inwardly.

"Bitch!" Zheng Chuyue rushed towards Zheng Miao, and actually took out a fruit knife in her hand.

Lin Chuqi subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid." Mo Tingyuan took her into his arms, and there was some comfort in his words.

The familiar scent and body temperature made her calm down gradually.

She quietly leaned against Mo Tingyuan's arms, seeing that the crazy Zheng Chuyue had already been stopped by the security guards.

Zheng Miao sat on the ground with lingering fear, her face pale.

Her sleeves were cut by Zheng Chuyue, but fortunately, the clothes were thicker and she was not injured.

Father Zheng arrived late.

As soon as she saw Zheng Chuyue, Zheng Chuyue called out "Dad" with red eyes.

Her answer was a loud slap.

Zheng Chuyue's cheeks were flushed and her ears were buzzing from the beating.

"You hit me?"

She looked at Zheng's father in disbelief, "Dad, you used to love me the most, have you forgotten?"

Zheng's father glared at her with hatred, "It's because I love you so much that I have spoiled you. Look at your current appearance, how do you resemble me and your mother? Your mother has a soul in heaven." , I won’t be happy to see you like this.”

When Zheng Chuyue heard this, her face turned pale.

"Since it's Mr. Zheng's family matter, please ask Mr. Zheng to go home and solve it. Don't make trouble in front of our company. Everyone will know about it." Mo Tingyuan's voice was cold and calm.

Zheng Chuyue looked at him and Lin Chuqi in his arms with resentment, her body trembling slightly, "Mo Tingyuan, you are so cruel, you just leave me alone?"

Mo Tingyuan pursed his lips into a straight line and did not speak.

It wasn't until Father Zheng took Zheng Chuyue and Zheng Miao away that he reluctantly let go of Lin Chuqi and checked her from head to toe.

"Aren't you hurt?"

Lin Chuqi shook her head, "Her target is not me."

Mo Tingyuan snorted coldly, "How do you know that her target is not you? It's just because you are far away from her, she is not so sure."

Seeing his ugly face, Lin Chuqi said, "Thanks to Mr. Mo, the hero saved the beauty, right?"

Facing her clear eyes, Mo Tingyuan felt a little better, and his brows relaxed, and said: "You are the best at talking, it's getting late, it's time to get off work, and I'll ask the driver to pick up Uncle Lin for dinner?"

Lin Chuqi was stunned, and asked, "What day is today?"

"I don't have much time." Mo Tingyuan looked as usual, "I just want to show it in front of Uncle Lin."

His voice was slightly low and somewhat ambiguous.

Lin Chuqi's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly distanced herself from Mo Ting.

Seeing this, Mo Tingyuan just let out a low laugh and didn't speak any more.

He definitely won't be able to run away for dinner. Before he told Lin Chuqi, he had asked the driver to pick up Father Lin.

When Lin Chuqi came to Mo's house, Father Lin was playing chess with Uncle Fu.

Hearing his hearty laughter, Lin Chuqi knew how happy he was.

She walked quickly to the side of Father Lin and Uncle Fu, looked at the chessboard, and said, "You two are equally good at chess!"

But Father Lin waved his hand and said, "That's not necessarily the case, Uncle Fu let me go."

Uncle Fu smiled slightly, and said, "You are being modest."

Lin Chuqi couldn't help but looked at Uncle Fu in surprise, she didn't expect Uncle Fu to have so many hidden skills.

After thinking about it, she moved a small bench and sat by the side to watch the two play chess.

After watching for about half an hour, the two finally stopped.

Her eyes were sore.

"You, it's rare to be so calm." Father Lin chuckled, and then sat down to eat.

However, before dinner was officially served, Mo Tingyuan, who was having a video conference in the upstairs study, came downstairs with a sullen face.

"There's something wrong with country m, I'm going there now."

Lin Chuqi's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Mo Tingyuan said without looking back: "I'll tell you when I come back."

After the words fell, Mo Tingyuan's back had disappeared at the door.

Lin Chuqi frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

"He knows it well, so you don't have to worry." Lin's father calmly served her a bowl of soup, "He can support the huge Mo's Group and make it to a higher level, so you don't need to worry."

Lin Chuqi closed her eyes with worry, and nodded.

"Where's my brother?" Mo Yangyang strode in, but when she didn't see Mo Tingyuan, her eyes flashed with surprise.