They hit it off, but Cang Ling didn't mean to leave.
She sat on the sofa with a slight frown. She looked at the banquet Zhengyang on the other side of the video, and then looked at the expressionless Mu Yu beside her. She said angrily, "what are you saying that I can't listen to?"
Mou Yu pursed her lips, stubbornly silent, Yan Zhengyang more ruthless, picked up a document and began to read.
Their meaning is very obvious. If Cangling doesn't leave, they won't speak.
After a few minutes of silent confrontation, Cangling stares at Mu Yu and turns to leave.
"Bang."
The sound of closing the door is a little loud, which shows Cangling's mood of being pushed away.
As soon as she left, Yan Zhengyang's face changed. Although there was no expression on his face, when he looked up again, his dark eyes were as cold as an arctic glacier, which could frostbite people across the screen.
"What do you want to say?"
Mou Yu's face was taut. He could understand Yan Zhengyang's rejection and dislike of him, and was not influenced by him.
But when he recalled the wind and rain and the pain he brought to Cangling after he was with Cangling, he was a little dumb for a moment, and his throat was blocked.
"Pop." A sound, Yan Zhengyang hand of the document to the other side of the desk, fidgety pulled a new document to continue to see.
He didn't even bother to give Mou Yu an extra look.
The longer the man is silent, the more harm he brings to Cangling.
He held it in the palm of his hand and was afraid that his wronged daughter would be hurt again and again by other men. Yan Zhengyang instinctively wanted to fly over and kill this innocent little boy.
I don't know how long later, Mu Yu choked out three words, "I'm sorry."
After that, he even despised himself. What's the matter.
Yan Zhengyang sneers, glances at Mu Yu contemptuously and hangs up the video.
Mou Yu stares at the black screen in front of her eyes and grabs her hair impatiently.
It's too bad. I haven't felt so bad and powerless for a long time.
Cang Ling strolled around the small garden outside the villa, then turned to Bai Zhi's room and said a lot. Finally, she felt that she was almost done before returning to her room.
"Click."
Push the door into the room, far away to see the balcony Mou Yu tall background.
He changed into a comfortable home clothes, even casual clothes can not cover his wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, his back in the light of yellow, inexplicably some lonely, sad.
Cang Ling shook his head and drove the strange idea out of his mind.
It wasn't until she hugged Mu Yu from behind that the other side reacted.
"I'm back."
"How was the conversation? He's used to being overbearing. He always likes to be dictatorial in his company. He said, "don't worry about it. We'll have plenty of time to work with him in the future."
A man in the garden pondered for a long time, Cangling finally came up with a barely passable way.
She definitely wants to be with Mu Yu. As for the banquet in Zhengyang, if you object, you can object. She believes that after a long time, he will see Mu Yu's good and their feelings sooner or later. It should be no problem to take his time.
"He didn't say anything." There was an indescribable powerlessness and loss in Mou Yu's tone.
If he had just opened his mouth, he might have a chance to fight back.
However, without saying a word, he looked at him coldly. He didn't have any chance to refute, even a little self righteous affection.
"Nothing? What does he mean, then Cang Ling doesn't understand, Yan Zhengyang so overbearing people, should have long wanted to find an opportunity to warn Mu Yu, how can such a wonderful opportunity be missed.
In other words, the two united to hide from her, deliberately do not want her to know.
Mu Yu turned around, he saw through Cang Ling's careful thinking, rubbed her hair, helpless way.
"Your father didn't say a word all the way, but obviously he didn't like my son-in-law to be."
Holding Cangling's soft and warm body in her arms, Mou Yu's heart, which was just hurt by her father-in-law to be, has been healed a lot, and the whole person has relaxed, and even has a mind to tease Cangling.
"Oh, and you? What did you say? " Cang Ling raised her head, her cunning eyes shining like the Milky way.
"Nothing. It's late. Go to bed. "
Mou Yu said, without waiting for Cang Ling to ask again, she picked up the person and strode to the direction of the big bed.
On the other side, Mou Qi stands alone in front of a destroyed fight hall, his whole body exudes a cold breath, his eyes undisguised ruthlessness and resentment, and the gentle and modest gentleman in front of the people on a peaceful day is different.
"Kai Yeh, our base was destroyed in the morning." Behind him came a tall bodyguard with a scar on his face.
"None left?" Mou Qi squeezed a few words out of his teeth."It's no use under me." The tall bodyguard bent slightly and hung his head, like a child who did something wrong and was waiting for his parents to punish him.
Oh!
It's really heartless.
All the things he has accumulated over the past few years have been destroyed overnight.
Mou Qi didn't give him an extra look. His hoarse voice was cold and frightening. "Call everyone together."
"Yes."
The people behind him look at Mou Qi's emaciated figure and stop talking. He may step on what Mou Qi wants to do, but he doesn't know how to open his mouth.
In the fog, Cangling was running barefoot in the forest. In front of her, she could see a small lake. By the lake, a child's back was mixed in the thick fog.
Children.
She instinctively felt that the vague figure in front of her was her child.
Cang Ling's heart was filled with pain. The pain spread all over her limbs and spread to the viscera. She didn't run a step, and it was like stepping on the tip of a knife.
But the faint voice in her heart called her in the distance, and she couldn't stop.
Her child was right in front of her and she had to rush to protect him.
"Well."
His legs were almost numb with pain. When Cangling ran, he tripped over the stone under his feet and fell to the ground.
The whole body a shock, she hurt the viscera are almost broken.
But even so, she still staggered to get up and continue to run.
That her child, she did not protect the child, this time she will not be as useless as before, must rush to protect her.
This idea supported her step by step, even though she was shivering with pain, she never thought to stop.
"Cang Ling, Cang Ling, what's the matter with you?"
In the luxurious bedroom and on the soft bed, Mou Yu feels the people around her. As soon as she opens her eyes, she can see the sweating and pale Cangling.
"Wake up, what's wrong with you."
He quickly responded that Cangling should have had a nightmare and kept shaking her body to help her out of the nightmare.
But no matter how he yelled, how he shook her, Cang Ling's eyes were closed and didn't wake up at all.
Seeing the expression on her face more and more painful and the cold sweat on her body more and more, Mou Yu anxiously dials the number of eleven.