Chapter 441 A Text Message from Yi Chen

In the clean and spacious courtyard, the limited edition sports car of sapphire blue was parked there at a slanting angle, very eye-catching.

It was su yanbai's favorite car, and ye yiyu had seen her drive it with her own eyes.

The lie was exposed, and the servant's expression froze for a moment, but then he broke down and said, "Hey, why are you so troublesome? You said you're not here. Hurry up and go!"

If ye yiyu was not sure before, then after seeing the servant's reaction, she was sure that su yanbai did not want to see her.

But even though su yanbai was the one who suggested the kidnapping, and su yanbai took the initiative to find her and bai zixuan, she and bai zixuan confessed su yanbai after the incident. Shouldn't su yanbai want to kill her at a time like this? Why did he shut the door instead?

Ye yiyu could not figure out what su yanbai was thinking, but she had already closed the door and could not force her way in. When the defendant broke into the house, neither ye guojun could protect her!

So she had to give up su yanbai for the time being and go home to recuperate until she thought of the next suitable candidate to form an alliance.

...

Early in the morning, the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, and the ward was not turned on. In the light of the cyan-gray half-light, ye zhiqiao was drawing a design.

Sometimes it feels like she was born for the design business. Because ever since she agreed to Mu Xuefeng's participation in the exhibition, she had never had a good night's sleep. Whenever and wherever there was a hint of inspiration in her mind, she would give up what was going on in her hand and grab the drawings to write and draw.

No, not today.

In the early morning, she was sleeping soundly when she suddenly dreamt of a scene on a show where the lace on a dress was very special. Then she woke up suddenly and began to work on the drawing in a daze.

She didn't even notice gu mohan coming in.

The sky was already bright, and gu mohan looked out the window and turned off the lights.

Seeing that ye zhiqiao hadn't noticed him yet, gu mohan sighed helplessly and waved the bag in his hand to remind him, "The little mouse is eating!!!"

While immersed in his own world, gu mohan suddenly gave ye zhiqiao a fright with a voice.

She patted her chest, glanced at him, then buried her head and casually said, "Put it down first, thank you."

"...

Gu mohan was taken aback and opened his mouth, not saying what he wanted to say.

She got up early so that she could eat breakfast on time, but she didn't even look at it... Well, designers always do.

Placing a sumptuous breakfast on the table, gu mohan came to ye zhiqiao's side.

She peeked at the drawing she was working on, white pencil, thick and thin lines. She had to admit that the outline and structure were beautiful, but gu Mohan didn't understand. It was only at this stage. Why couldn't she stop for breakfast or talk to him for a while?

Fighting over a painting made gu mohan feel a little childish. He raised his finger and swept the tip of his nose. He sat down on the chair beside the bed and praised it on purpose, "The line on the neck is nice. It can be used to decorate the collarbone. Your design has really improved."

"...

Ye zhiqiao picked out a colored lead from the box and continued to draw.

Gu mohan smacked his lips, "Zhiqiao?"

He deliberately started the conversation just to talk to her, but the other party didn't hear him?!

Then he raised his voice again, and ye zhiqiao looked up from the drawing paper with a blank face and asked, "Ah? What's wrong?"

Gu mohan blinked expressionlessly and replied, "I said your work is much better than before."

"Oh."

Ye zhiqiao replied perfunctorily and buried her head again.

Ye zhiqiao, who was focused on her work, made people love and hate her. Gu mohan rubbed his brows wearily and continued, "But shall we eat first? I bought porridge and other desserts. They're all hot. They don't taste good when they're cold, and they're not good for your stomach."

After a period of silence, ye zhiqiao changed a piece of drawing paper and said as she drew, "You eat first, I will finish right away."

"Huh-"

Gu mohan stood up with his thighs propped up and tried to pat ye zhiqiao on the head, but when he saw her focus, he finally gave up.

He went to the table alone and sat down. He took out the porridge and a few buns to eat first.

I still have to go to work later.

"Ring the bell -" the text message sounded. He turned his head and found ye zhiqiao's cell phone buried under a pile of food bags.

The screen lit up, showing Mu Xuefeng's name.

He held up his phone and said to ye zhiqiao, "Do you want to see Mu Xuefeng's message?"

Ye zhiqiao was in the middle of a critical moment when she replied without raising her head, "It should be a design requirement. Take a look. There's nothing important that you don't have to worry about."

Couples always have different attitudes towards each other's mobile phone, but ye zhiqiao and gu mohan have never encountered such problems. Their lives are relatively simple and regular, with no secrets.

Gu mohan naturally turned on his phone and flipped through the message.

Sure enough, as ye zhiqiao said, there were some design requirements. A simple glance was nothing special. He did not disturb ye zhiqiao.

Just as he was about to put down his phone and continue eating, Yu Guangzhong suddenly came up with a familiar name. Gu mohan held his phone close and frowned.

It's easy dust. A message was sent yesterday afternoon.

Gu mohan raised his eyes to look at ye zhiqiao, who was still drawing without any distractions. His fingers were curling and straightening on the message, as if he was considering whether to click on the contents.

To be honest, he really wanted to see it.

After all, yi chen's thoughts on ye zhiqiao were there, and the contents of the text message might be to show his love.

However, reason reminded gu mohan that he could not do that.

Ye zhiqiao reassured him to look at his phone. It was a sign of trust. He should repay her trust, not pry into her privacy.

Struggling for a moment, gu mohan put his phone back on the table and continued to bite the bun.

However, his face was darker than before, and the way he ate the buns was fiercer than before.

When his girlfriend received the secret message, he was still very unhappy!

When the food box was placed on the table for the third time and made a "Ping pong" sound, ye zhiqiao finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with gu mohan.

She bit her pen doubtfully, then put down the half-finished design and got out of bed to come to gu mohan.

"You... What's wrong?"

She carefully stared at gu mohan and asked tentatively.

Gu mohan patted the chair next to him and said angrily, "Sit down and eat."