C38 Primrose Flower

"Dad, mom, I love Mo Chengfeng. From the age of 15, I've loved him.

If love can be controlled, I'd love to love a man who doesn't make you feel up to it,

But love is love, I can't control it, I can't choose,

Just like back then, you and my real mother didn't think about how he and I felt,

and we exchanged our lives.

I am grateful to Grandpa and to you,

After all these years, I'm grateful to you for bringing me up,

Since my kinship, my kinship, I cannot choose,

Then my love, I still want to be able to make my own decisions,

You think I'm not good enough for him, you think I'm not pretty,

But as long as I love him, he likes me,

No one can stop us from being together. "

When Zhao Yingnan was speaking, she spoke in a neither too fast nor too slow manner, and her eyes were very calm.

In Zhao Wenyin and Liu Zhenye's memories, Zhao Yingnan's personality had always been somewhat of a bumpkin.

Although he wasn't a coward, he had always been cautious.

Today, she spoke out her inner feelings so flatly.

Perhaps, all these years in the Zhao Family, because they were not related by blood …

Thus, what she experienced most was a cold and detached world.

It wasn't that she didn't have a temper, but that she hadn't been forced into a corner yet.

These ten years, Mo Chengfeng had been the most important thing to her.

That young boy in his early twenties had unconditionally pampered her.

Let her feel that the missing love of a parent, the boy, has all been given to her,

That was why she was so deeply immersed, why she could not extricate herself …

In the end, it was those feelings that warmed her heart.

If she was not Mo Chengfeng's girlfriend today, then she might face Zhao Wenyin and Liu Zhenye's challenge.

She did not have the courage to fight back.

The book said, "If you succeed, how can you lose?"

In Zhao Yingnan's dictionary, the one who made her depressed was Mo Chengfeng.

He was the one who had made her brave.

Even though the one he loved was the current Zhao Yingnan, and not the old Zhao Ruyan …

So what?

After all, it was her, wasn't it?

Liu Zhenye and Zhao Wenyin were both stunned for a moment, then both stopped talking.

Perhaps Zhao Yingnan's words had stabbed into some of Zhao Wenyin's sore points.

Earlier on at the dinner table, Zhao Yingnan's phone vibrated. It was Mo Chengfeng who had sent her a message.

He wanted to remind her to eat, but he didn't get to see her.

After that, he called her several more times, but no one answered.

This situation made him very uneasy.

Thus, Mo Chengfeng didn't even have time to eat lunch before he drove away from the company.

When Zhao Yingnan got out from the elevator, she saw Mo Chengfeng smoking with an anxious expression on his face.

Because she was in a bad mood, her eyes didn't look very lively.

"Why are you here?" She blinked, then walked over to him,

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have gotten off work so early!

"I missed you," the man didn't say anything, just extinguished his cigarette and pulled her into his embrace.

Mo Chengfeng's body reeked of smoke and grass, making her want to cry.

"Didn't we split up in the morning?"

Zhao Yingnan unconsciously wrapped her arms around his strong waist and thought to herself,

Finally, he could openly and brazenly embrace the person he liked.

Whether he remembers it or not, whatever other people say,

No matter how much barrier there was between the two of them,

As long as his arms were open to her, she would love him.

"I'm afraid that you've disappeared," Mo Chengfeng's large hand caressed her silky silky long hair.

His rapid heartbeat revealed his worry.

"Mr. Mo, do you love me that much?" The relationship between the two of them grew more and more, day by day.

There was a larger amount of love between men and women than before. Of course, there was still the original love between men and women.

His love for her and her dependence on him.

"Yes." Zhao Yingnan initially wanted to ease the atmosphere, so she purposely said something teasing.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chengfeng answered with such force and with such seriousness.

In this way, she didn't know how to reply.

Fortunately, Mo Chengfeng spoke.

"Have you eaten?" From beginning to end, he didn't ask her why she hadn't answered the phone.

Where had he gone? He just cared about her and whether he was hungry or not.

"Yes, I have. I've been home for a while. What about you?" She raised her head and adjusted her slightly crooked glasses.

He looked a little silly and a little cute,

"No, why don't you accompany me to eat?"

The two of them stood at the entrance of the apartment building and chatted in a low voice. They had no intention of going in.

"Then are we dating?"

In a trance, Mo Chengfeng suddenly thought of her coldness and absent-mindedness when the two of them met for the first time.

It was so different from the childish her now. She was clearly the same person, yet she had so many different faces.

Still, he liked it better. She relied on him.

"Fine, let's go date. I'll stay with you in the afternoon."

He rubbed the top of her hair and curled his lips, his eyes brimming with a smile.

Although the group still had a lot of things to deal with,

Although there are two meetings in the afternoon, and three clients want to meet,

But so what? At this moment, he only wanted to accompany her.

"Is it really okay for us to do this? Now that the group has just been formed,

You must have a lot of things to do, right? "

Zhao Yingnan was not such a naive girl. Just now, she was only prepared to accompany him for a meal.

He did not want to take up more of his time.

"There's no end to the work," he said, leading her directly down the stairs.

Zhao Yuenan raised her head and looked at him, feeling that the two of them had been in love for such a long time.

It was very sweet.

In the elevator, Mo Chengfeng called his secretary and postponed all his work.

Zhao Yingnan heard clearly. The secretary said, "If the afternoon customer doesn't come,

This could potentially bring hundreds of millions of losses to the group.

Only after Mo Chengfeng hung up the phone did he realize that Zhao Yingnan's hand was grabbing the hem of his clothes.

That small face that did not seem stunning, looked extremely uneasy.

"What's wrong?" He put the phone in his pocket and took her hand.

Her slender fingers were still stroking the back of her smooth hands.

"Nothing, I just suddenly realized that I'm actually so valuable!

With my current ability to make money, it will probably take me dozens of lifetimes,

Only then will we be able to take back what you lost this afternoon! "

Although she felt that it was a pity, she secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Sometimes, a woman's rival in love may not necessarily be another man's woman.

Or maybe it was his job, or his favorite game,

These were all things that could possibly occupy the men's attention and energy.

"Well, you're more interesting and valuable to me now than you are at work."

If he knew that she was the beauty that he had once lost, then he was afraid …

He is now far more than willing to take the risk of losing hundreds of millions,

If he went out with her, he would probably want to take her far away,

the decade that is going to be lost,

Ten years of love that will be forgotten,

the pain that will torment her for ten years,

They were all made up for it.

"Mr. Mo, did all of your sweet talk come from your movies?"

As a screenwriter, Zhao Yingnan liked to use some weird words when she talked to him occasionally.

The word 'scrofulous' was rather indecent, and logically speaking, the word 'quote' seemed to be more appropriate.

However, she just loved to be in front of him, making him be naughty and quick-witted.

"Well, did it make you sweet?"

He smiled and asked,

"To be honest, yes. Although his words were very reserved, they were not filled with deep feelings, and they were not earth-shaking either.

"At most, I'll give you 10 points. The other 90 points are all to give you some face value."

The two of them gradually became more relaxed together. Zhao Yingnan felt that this was good.

She didn't like the serious look on Mo Chengfeng's face. She liked seeing him smile.

Because love a person, always wants him to be happy,

Especially since his happiness was something he had given himself.

"I thought, you writers usually have a lot of connotations,

"To think that it's so superficial."

He played along with her and pretended to be surprised. He looked very real and very lively.

She couldn't help but sigh in admiration. As expected of a famous great director, his acting was so lifelike.

"What about you? Do you think I'm not pretty?" Zhao Yingnan knew her own appearance very well.

She didn't know why she had asked that. She might have been curious.

She also wanted to know why he had taken a fancy to the "ordinary looking" her.

"If I were to say that liking you is a kind of feeling, it would have nothing to do with your appearance.

Do you believe that? "

The two chatted as they got into the car.

Mo Chengfeng didn't start the car immediately, but stared at her without moving.

Their gazes met, but each of them had their own thoughts.

She did not know, she did not know, why he had forgotten …

He only thought that that year was an existence that didn't matter to him at all.

It wasn't important, so he didn't mention it.

He thought that she was hiding her feelings and things about him,

However, because of that scene, she couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to forget it.

It could be said that if it wasn't for the power of love, even if they met again,

It was also impossible for him to be in love like he was now. At the very most, he would be a stranger that he was most familiar with.

"Then I can ask you, have you ever liked other girls?"

This question of hers was rather difficult for him to answer.

After all, there was a year of blankness in his mind.

So he did not answer immediately.

Zhao Yingnan also felt that it was inappropriate to ask such a question in such a good atmosphere.

So before he could answer, he changed the subject.

"You haven't given me flowers since we fell in love!"

They had just driven out of their neighborhood when they saw a flower shop.

Mo Chengfeng stopped the car.

"Let's go and buy some flowers."

Zhao Yingnan felt that since she became Mo Chengfeng's girlfriend, everything had changed.

She could be coquettish to him, willful, demanding,

It was as if this was the privilege he had given her.

"Sir, Miss, let's see what kind of flowers you want to buy." The owner of the flower shop was a young girl with a good personality. Anyone could tell that Mo Chengfeng and Zhao Yingnan didn't seem to be compatible.

However, in her eyes, Zhao Yingnan did not see anything strange.

It was as if she was receiving an ordinary couple.

"Rose?" Facing the beautiful flowers in the shop, Mo Chengfeng really chose to be incompetent.

She looked at Zhao Yingnan and asked,

Zhao Yingnan frowned, as if she had also fallen into a dilemma.

"Does Miss like Spring Flowers? At this time of year, it is not bad for Teacher to send you a bunch of Spring Flowers. "

In the Song Dynasty, a poet once wrote:

The diaphragm is thin and long with a thin green stripe, and it has a cold, creamy yellow stripe.

Welcome spring to the non-self-contained, a hundred flowers, thousand flowers and a common fragrance.

"That's it, I like it a lot." Zhao Yingnan lightly replied. Mo Chengfeng saw that she liked it.

Then he took out his wallet.

"Does Mr. Mo know the flowery language of these flowers?"

The moment the two of them came out, Zhao Yingnan lowered her head and smelled the fragrance of the welcoming spring flowers.

Ye Zichen turned his head to look at him.

"Love forever, welcoming spring flowers, plum blossoms, narcissus, and camellia are all called the Four Friends in the Snow."

He couldn't remember when he had made that note, but she had asked,

These vague memories began to surface little by little.

Zhao Yingnan stroked the flowers in her hand. After hearing his precise answer, she clearly paused for a moment.

Even his eyes were blinking.

He didn't remember, but she did.

Ten years ago, Mo Chengfeng often brought her to that villa because Zhao Yingnan loved roses.

So he let people really plant roses in the garden,

There are all kinds of colors, like red roses,

Represents the pure love white rose, represents the beautiful first love pink rose.

Zhao Yingnan's favorite blue demoness was one of them.

"Brother Mo, don't you think that these colors are too gorgeous?"

That day, Zhao Yingnan was wearing a pure white cotton dress. She looked elegant and refined.

Mo Chengfeng stood beside her with a gaze as gentle as water.

"What color do you like?"

The longer they spent together, the more he couldn't resist her demands.

However, he also knew that this girl always had a sense of propriety.

He would never make trouble for no reason, nor make a request that would be too difficult for him.

"Blue, I like blue demoness. It's a pity that there aren't any here."

Disappointment was written all over her pretty face as she looked at Mo Chengfeng pitifully.

A light breeze blew past her hair, causing it to flutter on her face.

In the sunlight, he felt that his Lolita,

It was like a fairy that had fallen into the human world.

Ignorant of the world, pure of heart.

"Blue roses, they're all stains. If you really like them,

I'll help you color it for a while on the white rose. "

He helped her to straighten her hair as he spoke in a soothing tone.

"I like it, help me with it!" She held his arm and smiled brightly.

That smile finally enlightened Mo Chengfeng.

Why did the ancients say: It's hard to buy a smile with money.