I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 105 Being kicked out of the house in the middle of the night, isn't it bullying?

The night wind blows in wantonly through the wide-open windows, and the curtains and screens are layered up.

In the blink of an eye, the fragrance in the room disappeared without a trace.

The anger in Jun Moting's heart also dissipated completely.

However, it was even more empty.

On the one hand, he felt that Qin Ye was too temperamental, and on the other hand, he felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

Looking at the place where gardenias and epiphyllums were originally placed, Jun Moting's eyes darkened.

After a long time, the light was turned off with a snap.

The room was silent, but Jun Moting couldn't fall asleep.

At this moment, Jun Mo Ting probably has almost figured out the boy's thoughts.

It should be true that she wasn't hurt.

As for the faint smell of blood...

As soon as the thought came to him, Jun Moting threw it away.

If she doesn't want to tell anyone who doesn't have any hidden diseases, then let her go.

He didn't realize that he was still angry about this during the day, but now, without waiting for anyone to persuade him, Jun Moting had already figured out most of it.

Brat, you are not big, but you have a big temper!
Thinking of her throwing the flowerpot and slamming the door, everything happened in an instant, so fast that he didn't even realize it, Jun Moting couldn't help but snort coldly.

go to bed.

10 minutes.

half an hour.

One hour……

A helpless sigh sounded in the darkness, Jun Moting sat up and turned on the light.

Looking at Kong Luoluo's side, Jun Moting had to recognize a reality.

Qin Ye was not around, so he couldn't sleep.

Thinking of the fact that Qin Ye's face was pale and his hands were cold when he came back from the sniping last night, Jun Moting frowned and got out of bed.

In the night, the villa was quiet.

Leaning on the railing, there is no one in the living room on the first floor.

Jun Moting turned around and went to the room that originally belonged to Qin Ye.

On the big pink bed, the little girl in pink pajamas took a sweet nap.

Beside him, the boy in white and black trousers hugged the pillow with a calm face.

It's all gone, the lonely and stiff look when he glanced at him coldly just now.

After standing by the bed for a while and blaming himself for a while, Jun Moting turned around silently and went back to his room.

When I got up a few hours later, my face was a little dark.

In the restaurant, Qin Shuyi was preparing breakfast.

Qin Ye and Xiao Xiao were making trouble.

One moment sneaks a slice of bacon, the next hides the spoon behind his back.

Xiaoxiao's giggle was crisp and pleasant, and Qin Shuyi's face was tender and pampering.

The warm morning light shines in through the windows, and the pictures in the restaurant, like the comic strips I read when I was young, are frozen in my heart.

Seeing Jun Moting, Qin Ye hid the smile on his face.

Start to serve the porridge well.

"Daddy..."

Xiao Xiao greeted Jun Moting with a smile on her face.

Sensing that he was not in a good mood, he stuck out his tongue at Qin Ye, and sat down obediently in his chair.

If you don't sleep well, you will naturally have no appetite.

After eating half of Jun Moting's sandwich, he put it back on the plate.

I didn't finish the soy milk either.

Qin Shuyi looked at Qin Ye, then looked at Jun Moting who glanced at Qin Ye from time to time, and asked cautiously, "A Ye, are you making your brother angry again?"

"No."

Qin Ye shook his head, and looked at Jun Moting coldly, "Young Master Jun is very powerful, and he is full of the majesty of a patriarch. I can't even hide in time. How dare I provoke you?"

After speaking, Qin Ye took a bite, and gnawed off a small cucumber.

From what he said, it didn't seem like Ah Ye had offended Mo Ting.

Qin Shuyi bent her lips, turned her head to look at Jun Moting, "Mo Ting, are you bullying Ah Ye?"

"No."

Jun Moting firmly denied it.

In the next moment, he was facing a pair of cold and quiet eyes.

As if to say, being kicked out of the room in the middle of the night is not considered bullying?
(End of this chapter)