In his heart, Mo ant silently despised him a few times.
When he walked closer, he saw Yuwen Nan, who was leaning against the car door with a frivolous face.
She looked inside the car and saw that there was no one inside. She asked, "Where's the letter?"
"Let's go." Yuwen Nan answered honestly, "However, with a very safe person, nothing will happen."
Mo Bujue frowned. Just as she was about to continue asking, Yuwen Nan had already come over. Looking at the shopping bag in her hands, he asked with interest: "What did you buy?"
"You'll know soon enough." Then he went upstairs and opened the door.
Yuwen Nan followed closely behind.
After entering the washroom, Mo ant first placed the fresh fish in the basin. When the door was pushed open, he saw the clothes that Su Mo had just changed out of in the laundry room.
Su wrote back.
With her heart slightly at ease, she decided not to bother with Yuwen Nan anymore.
However, just as he put away the fish, he turned around and saw a certain young master blocking the entrance of the washroom. With a gloomy expression, he asked, "You live in this kind of place?"
"What is it? If you have tainted the eyes of Young Master Yuwen, you can always leave. " Mo Little Ant replied with a sword.
Yuwen Nan's eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything.
He retreated to the living room of the single room and sat down at the small table that he called the dining table.
The room was simple and unadorned. Before this, it was simply unimaginable. The last time he came downstairs, he had guessed the situation of Mo Xiaoji, but seeing it with his own eyes was a completely different feeling.
"..." "That year when Uncle Mo was in trouble, after you and your aunt went missing, I actually looked for you." As Mo Little Ant was tidying up the ingredients in the kitchen, he suddenly heard Yuwen Nan's words.
The hand that was washing the vegetables paused for a moment before continuing to place it under the tap.
"Why are you looking for me?" she asked casually.
"Of course it was to relive the old times. When someone said that he would marry me, he disappeared without a word. How big of a blow it was to me. I was just a boy in love. " Yuwen Nan felt wronged as he spoke, but his face was full of a smile that asked for a beating, "I don't even have a proper girlfriend right now. It's all thanks to you, so you have to take responsibility."
"..." I heard you're engaged. " Mo Little Ant was too lazy to pester him, so he spoke straightforwardly.
Yuwen Nan's engagement wasn't something he kept a low profile about. He could easily find out by flipping through some gossip magazines. The evaluation of his fiancee was very high in the outside world. Think about it, to be able to tolerate his fiancé leaving emotions everywhere, just how big of a chest did that woman need?
Moreover, his own conditions were so good.
Sure enough, Yuwen Nan didn't continue with his nonsense. He was quiet for a while, then laughed mischievously and asked: "Are you jealous?"
Mo Little Ant really couldn't be bothered with him this time.
Soon there was only the sound of ants chopping vegetables.
When she finally finished her preparations and was about to open fire, there was a knock on the door. Mo XIe was overjoyed. She said that Su Mo had returned. She turned her head and shouted to Yuwen Nan, "Quickly open the door."
Yuwen Nan stood up and slowly walked over. When the door opened, naturally, it was not Su Ming who wrote the letter. It was a handsome but cold face.
Liu Qingyan.
Liu Qingyan, who had rushed back from the airport.
He didn't go back to Beijing at all. He only sent his father back to Beijing.
The two of them stood by the door.
See you at the beginning of the year
Actually, Liu Qingyan didn't like those kinds of occasions. However, there were some things that could be avoided if you didn't like them. If you are too different from others, no one will think you are moral and clean, but just feel that you are out of group.
He didn't like trouble, so he learned to be perfunctory.
This nightclub had not been opened for long, and its background was very complicated. Liu Qingyan was bored out of his mind as he watched his companions' ugly expressions in front of women. He held the wine cup in his hand and lightly drank the wine.
Seeing that he wasn't in a good mood, the room manager at the side carefully asked: "Is it not to Young Master Liu's liking?"
He was referring to the young mistress who was sitting beside Liu Qingyan.
Honestly speaking, that girl was very pretty. Even though she was in this kind of situation, she did not seem to be lacking in any way. In fact, she even seemed to be quite clear about the fact that she was a class beauty of a film institute's acting department. She was almost a school beauty.
Liu Qingyan actually didn't even see the other party's face clearly. He casually placed his hand on the girl's waist and calmly said, "Not bad."
Even though Liu Qingyan had said so, judging from his expression, he was still in a bad mood.
After some thought, the manager left the room.
Liu Qingyan had come here several times, and every time they would send him the best girls, but there would only be a few of them. Recently, there weren't many good quality goods, so it seemed that in order to arouse Young Master Liu's interest, he would need a fresh face.
Better a face fresh enough to pinch.
He recalled the girl that his mother Sang mentioned before, the one who had just arrived two days ago. Due to her age, she wasn't even eighteen yet. As such, they didn't dare to push her out openly.
The manager looked at her fair and white face in satisfaction, then pushed open the door. He pointed at the man holding a glass of wine on the sofa with an indifferent expression and said, "Go greet him, make sure he's satisfied, otherwise …"
"I know." The lady interrupted him, her gaze fixated on Liu Qingyan's face.
That handsome, strong and somewhat cold face.
Her father's verdict was over. There was only a month until the final appeal, and she had no time.
The manager was sighing. Was it because when a woman saw Liu Qingyan, she would rush over like a moth to a flame? Even a little girl like Liu Qingyan was staring at her without blinking.
While the manager was silently cursing, the girl had already pushed open the door and slowly walked into the room.
Her movements were not big, but light and nimble, and her steps were as soft as a cat's. It was only when she stopped in front of him that Liu Qingyan noticed her.
Slowly she bent down and, bending her knees, met his gaze. Slowly she moved closer to him, her clear, almond-shaped eyes shining like a cat's eyes in the light.
Her hair slipped from her cheeks and brushed the back of his hand as he held the glass. She raised her gaze to look at him, then held the rim of the goblet in her hand. Borrowing the strength of her teeth, she poured the goblet into her mouth.
Su Wen extended his tongue to lick it and laughed softly: "You're thirsty, do you mind?"
"This is my wine." Liu Qingyan looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.
"But I've already drunk …" Su Xing was very innocent. "Do you want to pay me back?"
"No need. I don't lack that stuff. "
"So, do you want me?" she asked, looking at him.
Liu Qingyan's gaze suddenly turned deep as he gave a deep laugh that could not be seen from the bottom of his eyes.