The Gossip Bride Return !

it's raining.

Unconsciously, it seems that summer is coming. The temperature in early summer is different from that in spring, with some warm and dry temperature, but it doesn't reach the extreme. On the contrary, it has more coolness.

Yan Mochen doesn't take an umbrella with him. He doesn't have the habit of holding an umbrella. Lu Qingyan is in charge of everything in his life. When Lu Qingyan leaves, Shen Bei is in charge of it. He has never been in the rain for more than 20 years. When he suddenly realizes that he has no umbrella but is facing the plight of rain, Yan Mochen suddenly wants to laugh.

Yan Mochen went to the security room and gave the key to the security guard. He asked the security guard to drive the car. He stood downstairs and waited. Warmth sent him a short message, telling him to go home early for dinner and warm himself cooked.

Yan Mo Chen took a look at the mobile phone and put it in his pocket. The security guard drove the car and handed the car key to his hand. He said, "Mr. Yan, is that Miss Wen your girlfriend? What a wonderful person... "

Yan Mochen laughed and didn't speak. He took the key to drive. Because it rained, there were few people on the street. There were almost no people and there was no traffic jam. Suddenly, Yan Mochen didn't want to go back and wandered around the city slowly.

I don't know how, turn around, to the decadent.

Yan Mo Chen stepped on the brake and stopped at the door.

What kind of activities should Moyin do today? It's very busy to put on lanterns and decorations, just like the Spring Festival. Although the rain did not stop, Yan Mo Chen also started to open half a window, breathed the moist air, and looked up at the door of the decadent music, but he did not know what he was waiting for. He looked quietly and far away.

Yan Mo Chen lit a cigarette, the smell of tobacco diffused in the car, Yan Mo Chen's brain a blank, aimlessly puffing.

The rain pattered.

Pei Jingmo stood at the door, looked at Yan Mo Chen's car from a distance, waved, and Joe met him. Pei Jingmo raised his chin over there, "Yan Mo Chen's car?"

Joe takes a look at the license plate and nods, "it should be."

"What is he doing here?" Pei Jingmo frowned, "Qing Yan is back today?"

Joe nodded gently, "today is not your birthday party. When Xiaoyan comes, she will call Qingyan by the way. However, Qingyan says that she can only stay here for a while, and then she has to go back. It seems that she has something to do."

"What can she do?" Pei Jingmo chuckled, "Su Zichen has managed to smooth out those people on Qifeng Road, regained the position of heir and real power. It is estimated that he intends to go back and hold a celebration banquet or something?"

"But I heard that Qifeng road has reached a cooperation with general manager Pei." Joe pauses and hesitates. "But aren't they still in touch with Junyuan road?"

"This time, Yan Mo Chen hurt him so badly. It's estimated that Su Zichen will not continue to cooperate with him no matter whether Yan Mochen is carrying the pot or not? It's a matter of time before the release, not to mention... " Pei Jingmo sneered, looked back at the bar is playing the piano face, smile with silk tease, "said so grandiose, in fact, it is just for a woman."

"Go and tell Qingyan that she is not needed to help here now. If something happens, you can go first." Pei Jingmo turns and enters the bar. Joe follows Pei Jingmo and asks, "isn't that good?"

"It's not good for her to stick around Xiaoyan all day long." Pei Jingmo doesn't hope that if Yan Mo Chen suddenly goes mad one day, Yan Yan will be implicated. Moreover, he did not want Lu Qingyan to stay here. Although Pei Jingchen said that he understood the big truth, but this move was too desperate, Pei Jingmo did not want to agree from the beginning.

It's better to let Yan Mo Chen take the woman away and save time for disaster.

Pei Jingmo waved his hand, "go and talk."

Joe nodded, turned away, and walked to Lu Qingyan.

Su Zichen went to the head office of Qifeng road today. This is the first time that he has returned to the base camp after he has left Qifeng road for such a long time. Naturally, he wants to make an example of others and make a good example. Basically, those old people who always thought they could turn the sky have been elevated. Now Qifeng road is really following his surname Su Zichen.

Su Zichen told Lu Qingyan when he left that he would go to dinner with her when he came back. Lu Qingyan originally wanted to politely refuse. After all, the relationship between the two people was not so close, and it was not good all the time. But Su Zichen finally put on the appearance that I had escaped from death. Lu Qingyan had no way to refuse and agreed to it.

It's also a coincidence. Today is Pei Jingmo's birthday. Lu Qingyan is dragged by Yan Yansheng and sits here playing the piano as before. Her fingertips touch the keys of the piano. Listening to the melody flowing from her fingertips again, Lu Qingyan feels that her heart is full of ups and downs.

I don't know what I feel, but I feel that my heart is not a taste.

Just after playing, I was ready to go to have a rest. When the rain stopped to leave, Joe suddenly came over, "Qing Yan, the boss said, if you want to go, you can go. Don't bother you."Lu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then "Oh" and nodded. In fact, she also knows that Pei Jingmo doesn't like her to appear beside Yan Yan. She also knows what is the reason, so she can understand Pei Jingmo's mood.

"Has the rain stopped outside?"

Joe shook his head. "No, I think there's still room for it, but I remember there's an umbrella here. Can I find one for you later? Or shall I send you back? "

"No, it's not so troublesome. It's a matter of a few steps." Lu Qingyan grinned and packed up her handbag. "I wanted to wait for the rain to stop. Now it seems that I can't wait. I just go now. You don't have to give it to me. Just tell Xiaoyan back. Let her have a good time. I have something to do. I have to go first. "

Joe nodded quickly. "OK, don't worry."

Lu Qingyan then laughed and left.

Standing outside the bar, Lu Qingyan is really a bit embarrassed. It's raining too much. Do not say that spring rain is as expensive as oil, how can this be like no money?

Oh, yes, it's not spring, it's summer.

Lu Qingyan sighed. Just as she was about to rush out, she suddenly came across a car in front of her.

Lu Qingyan steps a meal, that half open windows will all come down, like the voice of winter ice, far away, "get on."

Lu Qingyan frowned, slightly stunned.

Yan Mo Chen?