C51 Fight

Zhao Yuenan supported him as she thought to herself, "How did his business end up in such a short period of time?"

How big is it?

"Is there anything I can help you with?" to take them to the presidential suite on the top floor,

The waiter revealed his signature smile and asked in a light voice.

"Not for the time being, thank you."

Zhao Yingnan thought that since Mo Chengfeng was drunk and was only sleeping, there shouldn't be any big problems.

"Okay, if you need it, you can just call us directly."

After the waiter had left, Zhao Yingnan brought Mo Chengfeng to the bed in the bedroom.

She was still wondering in her heart. It was obvious that this tall and big man …

Why didn't it feel heavy?

"Mr. Mo?" She tried to call out to him, but he had no reaction at all.

However, it seemed that he was feeling somewhat uncomfortable. This was because his brows were tightly knitted.

Within the presidential suite of the hotel, the facilities were fairly complete.

Zhao Yingnan was no longer a little girl from ten years ago.

The current her had already grown up, and was completely capable of taking care of him.

She took off his shoes, loosened his tie, pulled the covers back to cover him,

He went to the washroom and twisted a hot towel around to help him clean his face.

After doing all this, she let out a deep breath and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Mo Chengfeng?" She called to him again, but still no answer.

After a long time, she carefully touched his handsome face.

"Brother Mo, did you forget Wandering?"

Or am I growing up and you don't know me? "

After saying that, she lowered her head.

"I know, in fact, in your heart, you just don't want to see me.

Ten years ago, you and I made it very clear,

I'm useless, Song Chengyun was right.

I'm a pig, I can't forget you,

It's not like I can't let you go. "

On the road of love, whether it be the main road of the hacienda or the rugged mountain road,

She was indeed very clumsy and very stubborn.

No matter how beautiful the scenery was along the way, she was not in the mood to appreciate it.

He was the only one that had his heart set on this.

Mo Chengfeng did drink a lot, and he was indeed drunk.

From beginning to end, he kept a bit of rationality,

He was waiting, as if he was sure she would say it.

Sure enough, Zhao Yingnan decided to keep her thoughts to herself, even though she thought that he did not know about it.

Told him.

He had lost that memory for at least a year.

She had only used a few words to explain the situation between them.

So, it turned out that he was the one who proposed this.

So it was him who didn't want her …

So it was him who had hurt her.

So leisurely, what should I do?

Should I give up on you and help you and Song Chengyun?

Is that the happiness you want?

When it was almost midnight, Zhao Yingnan thought to herself, "What if Mo Chengfeng wakes up?"

A man and a woman alone, and now she has no mask on her face,

He asked all sorts of questions, and she was sure she couldn't handle it.

Thus, she could only lift up her skirt and deeply look at him.

Only then did he leave.

She had already made up her mind. Even if Mo Chengfeng knew that she was the one who sent him back, it would still be useless.

It doesn't matter, because after you put on the mask,

There was no one else in the world like Zhao Long.

"Can you pick me up downstairs later? I didn't bring my wallet."

Zhao Yingnan could only call Song Chengyun, even though she knew he was angry at her.

"You still know how to come back? Why didn't you just have a double bed and sleep with your brother Mo? "

Song Chengyun was simply about to be angered to death by this despicable girl.

After the party, he drove his slutty sports car,

He ran all the way back to his apartment, picked up his luggage and prepared to leave.

But when he looked at the mask on the table,

His heart immediately softened.

He hated Mo Chengfeng, partly because of him.

She treated Zhao Yingnan coldly and emotionlessly.

The other part of the reason was because of his background.

As he thought about it, his emotions eased up a little.

He put down the luggage and sat on the sofa.

I began to worry about her,

He thought to himself: What a stupid woman, she didn't even bring her phone or purse, and she dared to run away with another man!

"Where are you? I'll pick you up! "

Although Song Chengyun's tone was not good, it was true that he cared about her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sitting in the living room waiting without sleeping.

It's not because I'm worried about him.

Before she could say the name of the hotel, Song Chengyun grabbed the keys to the car.

He walked towards the apartment door.

In less than 20 minutes, his sports car was right in front of her.

Zhao Yingnan was still wearing her skimpy evening dress as she stood at the entrance of the hotel.

In the second half of the spring, it was really freezing.

"Go home!" He took off his suit jacket and threw it to her.

He was also extremely impatient.

Zhao Yingnan knew she was in the wrong and did not dare to say anything. She quickly put on his suit.

He got into the car.

Along the way, the two of them did not speak at all. Song Chengyun clearly cared about her, but he did not want to bother with her.

After all, this was the first time Zhao Yingnan had used her own appearance to face the masses in the past ten years.

Especially when he was facing Mo Chengfeng, he still had some lingering fear in his heart.

When they got back to the apartment, the first one they couldn't resist was Song Chengyun.

"Wandering, let me ask you one more time. Are you coming back to America with me tomorrow?"

His face was extremely unsightly, and his pair of long and narrow eyes seemed as if they were about to spew out flames.

At this moment, his handsome face was also pitch black.

Plus, he was taller than her, so he looked down at her from above and spoke with a domineering tone.

This caused her to be shocked at first, and she even felt as if her breathing was going to collapse soon.

Arguing is never the right thing to do,

Zhao Yingnan understood this very well.

"Shall we talk?" If he did not directly refuse, he would have to slam the door and leave the room.

Either throw her out, neither of these results was what she wanted.

"There's nothing to say. The process is unimportant. I don't need you to rack your brains to convince me."

I just need an answer. "

The two of them had known each other for ten years, but this was the first time that Zhao Yingnan had seen Song Chengyun so flustered and exasperated.

Obviously, other than agreeing to go with him to America, there were basically no words that would make him happy.

But unfortunately, she didn't want to leave.

If she wasn't in love with Mo Chengfeng with Zhao Yingnan's identity …

Enjoying the love and care he gave her,

Then, perhaps she really would have died after Mo Chengfeng didn't know her.

He sadly followed Song Chengyun.

It's like there are ten thousand reasons to break up,

There was only one reason for them to be together.

So, Zhao Yingnan wants to stay behind now,

There was only one reason for this …

The person she loved, the person she loved,

Even though it was not Zhao Ruquan, it was Zhao Yingnan. "Wuwu, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuu …"

"You Zou, good job! I don't think you're living for yourself in this life,

He was obviously living for that bastard Mo Chengfeng!

You really are hopelessly stupid! "

Song Chengyun gave her a fierce glare, then angrily slammed the door and walked out.

His action made Zhao Yingnan think again.

At least he wouldn't be so angry.

Even if he didn't look happy, at most he would just ignore him.

Only when a person grew up would they realize that the more stormy the day before,

The next day at dawn, his heart grew calmer.

For example, Zhao Yingnan and Mo Chengfeng, who had just experienced the tempestuous waves.

Zhao Yingnan was on the subway when she went to work.

I'm not thinking about what happened last night.

but it's this spring season with warm flowers,

Should I find some time to take a walk outside?

The cherry blossoms were about to bloom, but the peach blossoms … were about to bloom as well?

The more she thought about it, the more warm she felt in her heart.

Song Chengyun always said that Zhao Yingnan was living for Mo Chengfeng.

There is no life of its own,

Why not?

She was paying attention to the changes in the four seasons, as well as visiting Zhao Zhenkun occasionally.

There was a serious job, and a good script.

She was living a very serious life because of every detail of it,

She was even sensing it.

What Song Chengyun saw was the deep affection she had for Mo Chengfeng, and the obsession she had for him.

She admitted that Mo Chengfeng was her entire love.

But not all of her life,

If Mo Chengfeng was her everything, then ten years ago, when he gave up on her …

She had given up her life long ago.

After his hangover, Mo Chengfeng looked like he was the same as usual, except that his face was a little pale.

When he strode into the group, all the women in the group felt that the best benefits,

They would be able to see the big BOSS once a day.

After Zhao Yuenan got off the subway, she leisurely walked towards the corporation.

She thought about how she was going to coax the awkward Song Chengyun today.

She was talking about him in her heart, but she didn't expect to see him dozens of meters away.

He strode towards the group.

She quickly ran after him, but it was too late.

It was the time to go to work and there were a lot of people on the elevator.

Zhao Yingnan waited nearly ten minutes before she finally squeezed her way up to the elevator.

"CEO Song, you can't enter without an appointment!" Mo Chengfeng's secretary dutifully stopped him.

How could a weak girl hold Song Chengyun?

He pushed the door open and walked in. He saw Mo Chengfeng sitting in the office drinking coffee with a serious expression on his face.

His mood was even worse!

"You're really in the mood to be idle. You've played with the feelings of others. Don't you act like you're doing nothing?!"

After saying that, he swung his fist towards Mo Chengfeng's face.

Mo Chengfeng wasn't an ordinary person either, how could he allow himself to be beaten so easily?

He had always resented the unclear relationship between him and Zhao Yingnan.

"This is not a place for you to behave atrociously!" Mo Chengfeng grabbed his arm.

He spoke coldly.

As for the frightened secretary, she was influenced by the recent internet dramas.

In addition to Song Chengyun's words, "I've played with the feelings of others."

His brain couldn't help but think, could it be that the two handsome men in front of him had done something?

Oh my god, these days, good-looking and rich men,

It was all for sale!

It was because the secretary's young lady was so caught up in the thoughts of a rotten girl that she was unable to extricate herself.

She had completely forgotten that the two men in front of her were fighting.

Moreover, her family's big boss had a girlfriend.

"You want to behave atrociously? Today, I will kill a beast in disguise! " One of his arms couldn't move.

Song Chengyun was so angry that he extended his leg to kick him.

However, Mo Chengfeng just sat on the chair and with a slight turn of the chair, his leg directly kicked the chair.

Immediately, Song Chengyun grimaced in pain!

Just as the two were about to enter an even more intense battle, Zhao Yingnan finally arrived.

Although she arrived late, she did try her best to be fast.

Looking at the two men fighting in front of him, Mo Chengfeng's secretary had a look of regret on his face.

It really was … It made her anxious and speechless!

"Brother, what are you doing? Stop fighting! "

She only used a single word, causing Mo Chengfeng to instantly enter a state of unease.

"Brother?" He frowned, he never would have thought that Song Chengyun was her brother and sister!

So the vinegar he got all those days?

"Bam!" Taking advantage of Mo Chengfeng relaxing, Song Chengyun seized the opportunity to ruthlessly exert all of his strength.

He punched Mo Chengfeng in the face. Beating people up was the same as playing games; it was addictive.

This time, blood flowed out from the corner of Mo Chengfeng's mouth, and his face was swollen.

Song Chengyun was excited for a moment, and he raised his fist again.

This time, she was stopped by Zhao Yingnan.

"You're not allowed to hit him again!"

"Get out of the way, why are you protecting him like this?" Song Chengyun tried to pull Zhao Yuenan aside as he spoke.

At this moment, although Mo Chengfeng was injured, he had regained his composure.

It wasn't that he couldn't dodge that punch, he just didn't want to.

He owed her, and Song Chengyun was her brother.

It was very normal for him to come and retrieve it.

"No matter what, you are still a CEO of a company, why are you pestering me like this!? How disgraceful!"

Zhao Yingnan was truly worried. She had used a few more words.

"I pestered you? Am I being rude? Zhao Changsheng, you're an ungrateful bastard! "

It was not easy for Song Chengyun to vent his anger after just punching Mo Chengfeng.

Now, Zhao Yingnan had raised her burning anger again.

Seeing that she insisted on protecting him, the disappointed Song Chengyun did not even glare at her.

He went straight out.

"You go out too." Mo Chengfeng said to his secretary who was stunned like a wooden chicken.

Zhao Yingnan watched Song Chengyun's back with a slightly sad expression. She thought to herself that this time, it might really hurt his heart.

How could he coax them?

"My face is hurting." In the quiet office, Mo Chengfeng suddenly spoke, apparently to attract her attention.

There was no helping it, she seemed to be very absent-minded,

"Let me take a look." Zhao Yingnan, who had recovered from her shock, immediately held Mo Chengfeng's face and scrutinized him carefully.

It was really a heavy blow! Thinking of this, her previous guilt towards Song Chengyun was quickly replaced by her heartache towards Mo Chengfeng.

"Do you have any medicine boxes?" She took a tissue and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

he asked softly.

"Yes, in the lounge."

When Mo Chengfeng saw her expression, he immediately felt much better. Even the haze that he had felt jealous of over the past few days had dissipated.

"Then go in, I'll help you apply some ointment." She thought about it and felt that it wasn't very appropriate.

"Or go to the hospital. The wound looks bad."