Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 177 Lin Qingruan x Mo Yucheng: I didn't say it was over
"Don't think about it. You have to focus on the present in life. I think Lin Yuan is a good candidate. Why don't you consider him?"

"Not considering it." Jian Yi refused bluntly, "I won't have any relationship before I pass the postgraduate entrance examination."

"Are you going to give up your love before you get on the shore?" Lin Qingruan burst out laughing and asked slowly, "What about after you pass the exam? Are you going to look for Jin Yanchen?"

Jian Yi did not give an answer to this question.

The name Jin Yanchen was becoming increasingly distant from her life.

She looked at Lin Qingruan and asked softly, "What about you, Qingruan?"

"I plan to continue walking with Meng Ze in peace and happiness. I think this is what I want most."

The corners of Lin Qingruan's lips curled up, she tilted her head and looked over to Meng Ze.

His plain clothes looked out of place here, but he was still willing to play with her on such an important day.

Lin Qingruan's eyes and brows were filled with a gentle and faint halo, which had removed a lot of the glitz and glitz. She was wearing a plain cashmere dress, and even sitting upright she had an elegant temperament.

Maybe being with Meng Ze won't be the most passionate love.

But it was the time when she felt most secure.

During the dinner, everyone talked about the important news of Peking University in recent years. Jian Yi was busy preparing for the exam and had not heard anything about it, so she listened very carefully.

She heard Lin Yuan suddenly mention a familiar name.

It’s Mo Yucheng.

Lin Yuan said, "Some time ago, there was a lot of noise in the city. This Mr. Mo and Miss Liang divorced, and he donated a dormitory building to our school."

Meng Ze was not interested in such gossip about wealthy families.

He just remembered some rumors in school, and suddenly asked, "Mo Yucheng... is he the rich second generation who was chasing people in school before?"

Lin Qingruan sat up suddenly.

She couldn't stay there any longer, so she hurried away, holding her chest.

The restroom was a public restroom outside. On New Year's Eve, there were not many people on the street, but the lights were very bright.

She was bent over and leaning on the marble sink. The strong liquor she had just drunk came up to her. She almost retched and looked up to see her own pale, frightened face.

This has been Lin Qingruan's usual reaction when facing Meng Ze over the years.

When she was treading on happiness, she often felt uneasy, as if she was walking on thin ice, like a huge bubble, and she was afraid that it would burst in the next second.

She was afraid that all her disguised skin would be torn apart. She was afraid that one day Meng Ze would suddenly come across a street tabloid that clearly listed her, Lin Qingruan's numerous "crimes".

The cell phone rang at this time, and Lin Qingruan had no time to answer it.

She took a handful of water and washed her face, then someone across the table handed her a tissue, a familiar brand with the scent of jasmine.

At that moment, alarm bells rang.

Lin Qingruan subconsciously took a step back, but bumped into the man's arms.

She raised her head, her eyes still misty from crying, and she looked straight into the man's evil smiling eyes.

Mo Yucheng held her slender neck with his hands. He looked much more mature, but his smile was still as vicious as before.

He maliciously pinched her waist against the transparent glass on the outermost side of the restroom, and pointed at her to look at the outline of a human figure reflected on the outermost layer of the bar.

From Lin Qingruan's perspective, she could just see Meng Ze leaning against the glass. He lowered his head and looked at his watch frequently. He might come out to find her at any time.

Lin Qingruan's heart rose to her throat, and she subconsciously pushed her away, trying to avoid her intimacy.

The more she avoided him, the more fiercely the nameless fire in Mo Yucheng's heart burned.

He held her in his arms. She was a small ball and very easy to hug. He lowered his head and moved closer to her. The scent of expensive perfume was no longer on her body, but was stained with the smell of laboratory disinfectant. Mo Yucheng looked at her coldly and wiped her fingers one by one with a wet wipe.

Lin Qingruan asked him coldly, "What do you want to do?" Mo Yucheng glanced at her, pressed the car key, and the big G-Class not far away lit up. He raised his chin arrogantly, "Let's talk in the car?"

Lin Qingruan was unwilling.

She folded her arms and looked at him warily.

Mo Yucheng sneered, twisting her long hair with his fingers. He curled the corner of his lip indifferently and bit her earlobe neither lightly nor heavily.

"Are you trying to have an affair with me here behind your new boyfriend's back?"

In the enclosed space, even the air is frozen.

Lin Qingruan's heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out. She turned her face away, not wanting to even look at him.

"I thought we were done."

Mo Yucheng played with the car keys, a playful smile on his lips, "That's you, I didn't say it was over."

Lin Qingruan felt like she was being played. She glared at Mo Yucheng angrily, wanting to find something to throw at her, but his car was empty.

"Oh, your temper has improved over the years."

Mo Yucheng spoke in an unconventional Beijing accent, his eyes lingering on her face. After not seeing each other for all these years, Lin Qingruan became even more beautiful, with her overly sharp edges gone, and a rare gentleness in her.

On the day they separated, he was angry and he also thought highly of himself.

There is not only one person named Lin Qingruan in this world, and he is not only for Lin Qingruan.

That time he had just taken over the Mo family's business, and Mrs. Qian was giving him trouble every day. There were so many troublesome things at the company and at home that he really had no time to take care of them.

Later, when things settled down, Mo Yucheng still felt a little uncomfortable.

Her things are everywhere in the house. Whenever he goes to a restaurant, he will remember that there is a picky eater girl at home who won’t eat this or that.

The most serious incident was the day before my wedding.

He ran to his ancestral home and knelt for a day and a night. On his way back, he met Jin Yanchen. The two of them stood under the street light and smoked a cigarette in silence.

Finally, Mo Yucheng gave a bitter smile and said, "I really failed."

He gradually realized that there would only be one girl named Lin Qingruan in his life, a girl who would frankly say that she only loved his money.

But he became greedy and wanted all her love.

Mo Yucheng bit a cigarette and threw a stack of documents into her arms.

He said with disdain: "Who are you looking for? He has already got his visa and will return to the UK in two months to continue his studies."

"I heard that you still want to marry him? Lin Qingruan, you are not going to travel across the ocean for him and give up your career in China? You are not the kind of person who would give up everything for a man."

Lin Qingruan opened the information in silence.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but no words came out.

In fact, she had known all this for a long time. Meng Ze's exchange student program was about to expire, and his original plan was to go back and finish his doctorate.

His life was destined to be a scientific research career.

Lin Qingruan had been trying her best to ignore this fact, but when she saw Meng Ze completing all the formalities without saying a word, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

She remembered that Meng Ze had been secretly hoping that she would go to study in the UK, and he had even found a suitable job for her.

Lin Qingruan put the information together, and this time she had a handy tool in her hand, she threw it into Mo Yucheng's arms without hesitation.

"It has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter."