Never deeply in love

Mo Zihan said indifferently, "Su Zhe hired industry professionals to make the most authoritative assessment of the project. If it weren't for this project evaluation report, I wouldn't have joked about the company's interests, nor would Shangguan group."

The breathing on the other end of the microphone was obviously sluggish. Mo Yu's voice was still cold, but it was a little shaky. "What do you mean?"

"Su Zhe's concern for you is enough to explain everything." Mo-tse lowered his eyes, his expression still faint. He and Su Zhe had known each other for many years, and it would be a waste of time to know Su Zhe if he could not see what he was thinking.

Mo-tse paused and said in a deep voice, "Listen, Mo Yu, whether you hear it or not, I advise you to live for yourself. Whether it's your mother or my father, Mo Shoucheng, they're not worthy of us sacrificing our own happiness."

Mo Zihan paused for two seconds. Before Mo Yu could speak again, he cut off the conversation. The man's eyes were deep and his expression was complicated. This last sentence, he said to Mo Yu, not to mention to himself.

After a while, he got up and went back to the bedroom. The woman sitting by the bedside lowered her head, quiet and gentle. Mo Zihan smiled gently, but his eyes were firm.

"You're back so soon?" Bai Mingyue looked up at him in surprise.

"Yes." Mo-tse han walked over and bent over to hold her in his arms, hugging her tightly - and his child.

Mo Yu stood on the balcony of the room, the night as cold as water. Holding her arm, she stood there in a daze, her hand holding the phone slightly pushing, and her palms hurt.

She did not understand that Mo-tse hanwei would mention this to her. She had an answer in her heart, but she didn't want to believe it. However, she had wondered why Mo Zihan and the Shangguan group had agreed so readily to invest.

Only now did they realize that they had already evaluated the project. However, she also knew in her heart that with the enmity between the two families, even if Mo Zihan wanted to help her, he could not be so diligent.

It was Su Zhe, it was him.

His heart throbbed uncontrollably. She had been in contact with Su Zhe many times about the two families' investment in the project, but she had never heard him mention it. After a long silence, Mo Yu looked down, picked up his phone and dialed the phone -

On a night in Paris, Su Zhe was leaning against the bar with a cocktail in his hand, squinting his eyes and staring at the dancing hot girls on the dance floor. A cool, watery outfit with snow-white skin.

Su Zhe was a little intoxicated. It was a visual pleasure to see beautiful women.

"Hey, handsome, alone?" On the dance floor, a beautiful woman with black straps came striding over. She noticed his sight, twisted her slender waist, and came over flirtatiously.

Su Zhe looked at her. The beauty was sweating profusely and her clothes were wet by the sweat, which made her look even more exquisite. He smiled and handed her a glass of wine.

"You have a great figure!" Su Zhe admired it and praised it.

"Thank you." The beautiful woman was not polite either. With a wink, she took the wine and drank it.

Just as she was about to say something more, the phone in her pocket vibrated. Su Zhe took out his phone and looked at the beautiful woman apologetically. "Sorry, I have to answer the phone."

The beautiful woman smiled generously, put the wine glass on the bar, and touched her chest with her fingers intentionally or unintentionally. It was hot and bold. Su Zhe paused and looked away, but still answered the phone.

"Hello? Who is it!"

The bar was dimly lit, and he answered the call without seeing who was calling. His mind was still filled with the hot beauty beside him, the sexy and daring action he had just made. The snow-white and full chest was about to come out...

Su Zhe shook his head and felt blood boil all over his body. Slowly, a hot and dry feeling rose and they all rushed down. He inhaled and unbuttoned the two buttons on his white shirt, revealing his strong chest muscles.

There was no one talking in the microphone for a long time. Su Zhe was about to get impatient when he heard a cold female voice. "It's me!"

The music in the bar was so loud that Su Zhe couldn't hear it for a moment, but the somehow pleasant female voice stunned him for two seconds before he smiled. "So it was a beautiful woman who called me. Why? Are you lonely?"

He had always been indulgent and could not remember how many women he had slept with. Some of them didn't even ask their names, so they had a good feeling for each other and spent the night together. Therefore, he took it for granted that some of the better fans had called him.

Su Zhe looked sideways at the hot beauty who was staring straight at him. He felt a little regretful. There was something wrong with him, and he was especially nostalgic about women who had been with him. If the other party needs it, I'm afraid he'll relive the old dream with the other party tonight.

"Su Zhe, where are you?" Mo Yu's voice was a little cold. Su Zhe couldn't see the other end of the phone through the microphone. Mo Yu's face was even colder now.

"Mo, Mo Yu?" Su Zhe woke up with a jolt. The whole person was stunned, his mind full of spring, disappeared without a trace in an instant. He had a feeling of being stripped naked, and for the first time, he realized what embarrassment was.

"It's me. Where are you?" Mo Yu asked again.

"I'm at the bar." Su Zhe took a deep breath and calmed down after a long time. He asked her as calmly as possible, "What did you want from me?"

"Yes, I want to see you."

"Now?" Su Zhe was surprised.

"Yes." Mo Yu had always been simple and frightening, decisive and rational, unlike a woman.

Su Zhe looked at the mess in the bar and thought about Mo Yu's cold, unfriendly demeanor as well as her majestic air as a queen. Both men and women here were filled with the smell of madness and lust, incompatible with Mo Yu.

"Okay, make an appointment. I'll go find you." Su Zhe raised his eyebrows and pretended to be calm.

Mo Yu seemed to be thinking about something. After a few seconds of silence, she said, "I'll send you the address later."

Then he hung up. Su Zhe took his phone and looked at the number on the screen. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Why did he have such a strange reaction when he received her call?

What exactly was he looking forward to? He and Mo Yu were not from the same world in any way. A man like him who was used to idling and debauchery would never have any interaction with a reserved and serious woman like Mo Yu.

A frail and boneless arm wrapped around him, and a seductive scent of perfume mixed with the faint scent of alcohol emanated from the woman's body. The beauty leaned into his ear and smiled, "Handsome, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

His pale fingers brushed against his tight chest muscles, stirring them. Su Zhe reached out and grabbed it, then remembered that there was a hot girl waiting to hook up with each other. When he received a call from Mo Yu just now, he forgot all about it.

Su Zhe was in a complicated mood. He looked sideways at the woman who was so close to him that her eyes were silky and her chest was full and squeezed against his body intentionally or unintentionally. But now, he felt a kind of indescribable annoyance in his heart, and he had no thoughts at all.

He pulled the corners of his lips and gave her a faint smile, politely and firmly pushing her away. "I'm sorry, I have something to do. I have to go."

With or without feelings for women, he always maintained his demeanor. The beautiful woman was not angry either. Looking at his handsome features, she looked at the cell phone in his hand and teased him with a somewhat unwilling smile, "What? Just now, it was my wife who called to check on me?"

Su Zhe paused and immediately denied, "No, I'm not married yet."

"That's a girlfriend. It's really tight." The beautiful woman shrugged her shoulders regretfully and looked at him with a coquettish smile. "I can't tell you're the kind of man who's afraid of women."

Su Zhe touched his nose and was about to say no. On second thought, he could not help but laugh at himself. Was he in a hurry to explain his relationship with Mo Yu to a stranger? Shaking his head, he walked out of the bar without saying a word.

Looking at the time, it was already 11 pm. What did Mo Yu ask him for so late? She was a serious woman, so Su Zhe naturally wouldn't think of her in any other way. So, for a while, I really couldn't figure out why Mo Yu was looking for him.

Just as he was about to call to find out, a text message was sent to his cell phone: Royal Holidays Hotel, room 3508.

It was a text message from Mo Yu. It was as simple and straightforward as the way she spoke. There was nothing else. Su Zhe frowned and drove over despite his doubts.

Ten minutes later, he followed Mo Yu's address to room 3508 and knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened from inside. Mo Yu stood by the door, wrapped in a bathrobe, and said calmly, "Come in."

Su Zhe's adam's apple rolled and he suddenly had a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell. Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a moment. His eyes were dim, as if he wanted to suck him in. Su Zhe was in a daze. After a long time, he came back to his senses and walked in.

Mo Yu closed the door and turned to look at him. His cold eyes flashed with hesitation, but soon disappeared. The handsome man in front of her was looking at her inexplicably. No matter how he looked or how he was, he was clearly a man of peach blossoms.

But why was the look in her eyes so calm and emotionless? Mo Yu bit his lips, and a strange emotion burst out of his eyes.

"Mo Yu, you came to me. There's..."

Before Su Zhe could finish speaking, Mo Yu had already taken a step forward, stood on tiptoe and put his hand around his neck. The soft, cold lips pressed against it. She didn't believe that this man had no feelings for her at all.

Although she didn't need it, for some reason, she still wanted to prove it. She could not understand why she thought so, but at this moment, she had no time to think. Mo-tse han told her to live for herself.

In her nearly thirty years of life, she had never really lived for herself. Then tonight, let her indulge once. At the very least, what it's like to let someone try and live exactly as they want.