After talking about this, Su Mozheng also knew a little bit. She was about to become Huo Shaoyan's wife. It was inevitable to meet these people in the future. Was Huo Shaoyan doing her homework early?
There were so many direct and collateral members of the Huo family, and there were quite a few people in the upper-class circles of City B. Su Mozheng suddenly felt a little nervous.
Huo Shaoyan noticed her embarrassment and put his arm around her shoulder, "If you feel embarrassed, you don't have to go!"
"No -" before he finished speaking, Su Mozheng interrupted him and looked up straight into his eyes, "I want to go, just tonight, right? I'll go with you!"
His heart trembled, and he subconsciously covered the back of her hand, "Wiping Zheng..."
"Shaoyan!" She covered the back of his hand with her backhand, her soft and bright eyes filled with firmness that could not be ignored, "I have decided to marry you, then I will work hard to enter your world.
."
"Zheng..." He pressed down and placed a thin, cold kiss on her forehead.
"Thank you for being willing to come into my world." His chest was close to her rising and falling chest, and the moist voice that seemed to be touching, like a sharp sword, pierced straight into her heart, causing pain.
Afterwards, I was moved.
She hugged his lean body with her backhand, clasped her hands on his back, and kept rubbing her little head against his chest, "Shaoyan, give me time, give me some time, okay?"
His chin rested on her shoulder. Hearing this, he took a deep breath and said, "Okay!"
Huo Shaoyan went to work, and Su Mozheng was lying on the wicker chair, flipping through the newspaper at hand, and sketching with the pen at hand from time to time.
She is now living in the Huo family. Although it seems like nothing on the surface, she still feels that she should find a job.
But - Su Mozheng frowned, put down the newspaper at hand in frustration, and leaned back on the wicker chair. After reading so many recruitment notices, she didn't see her ideal job.
When Hongdou's cell phone rang, she was getting up and leaving the wicker chair, preparing to get a glass of water.
Hearing the ringtone, he followed the direction of the sound.
On the desk, the screen of a black, outdated, compact mobile phone kept flashing and vibrating on the desk. On the lit screen, two words were dazzling and obvious - Mushi.
Su Mozheng stood by the desk, looking down at the vibrating cell phone. She stretched out her fingers, but retracted them feebly, and turned away. After all, this was Huo Shaoyan's business and she couldn't control it?
But, Mu Shi? Su Mozheng closed her eyes, feeling a stuffy feeling brewing in her chest that wouldn't go away. He hadn't changed the ringtone that was exactly the same as hers?
After a while of ringing with no one answering, the phone finally stopped ringing.
Su Mozheng just breathed a sigh of relief. After pouring the water, she put down the water glass.
Unexpectedly, when she turned back, the cell phone rang again. Her hands shook, and some hot water in the cup sloshed out, almost scalding her.
This time it was even more persistent. It rang for a few minutes and then it rang again, as if it would not give up until the owner answered. Su Mozheng was afraid of waking up Mrs. Huo next door, so she hesitantly pressed the button.
Answer button.
"Shaoyan, Shaoyan!" As soon as the phone was connected, Liang Muchi's nervous and anxious voice came through the radio waves, "I heard that you are getting married, is this true? This is not true, right, Shao
Yan?"
"I don't believe you will get married, I don't believe it!"
"Who do you plan to marry, is that the woman from last time? Shaoyan, I don't believe that you will forget me. You once said that you will not marry anyone except me in this life, Shaoyan! Your promise
, have you forgotten all about it?”
"You are still blaming me, blaming me for making you wait for so many years, so you are taking revenge on me now, right?"
"Shaoyan, I know I'm wrong. Can you please stop playing? I'm scared, I'm really scared!"
…
Su Mozheng held the mobile phone and put it to her ear. Listening to the words on the other end, especially when she heard Liang Muchi's words, 'You said you will never marry anyone but me in this life', her chest felt a little faint.
of pain.
She thought she wouldn't care, but just hearing this sentence made her heart feel sour.
She raised her hand, touched her left chest, and closed her eyes slightly.
When did it start? When did it start? His tenderness slowly grew into her heart.
There was no response for a long time, and the voice turned suspicious, "Shaoyan, Shaoyan, are you listening?" There was a shallow breath, and Liang Muchi's heart skipped a beat. Could it be - Su Mozheng took a deep breath,
Then he answered her, "Shaoyan went to work and forgot his cell phone."
"Su Mozheng!" Liang Muchi's voice rose, instead of being angry she smiled, "I thought Shaoyan was going to marry the daughter of some family, but it turns out he is a thief who can only eavesdrop on other people's phone calls!?"
Su Mozheng wrinkled the tip of her nose and clenched her phone tightly, "You keep typing and disturbing me when I sleep."
"Su Mozheng," even though she had been suppressed for a while, there was still anger coming out, "I have wanted to meet you for a long time. How about having a meal together tomorrow at noon?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Liang, I'm very busy and I'm afraid I don't have time." Su Mozheng refused without thinking.
"What? You don't dare to come to see me? Are you going to surrender before fighting?"
"Or are you afraid of me? Are you afraid that I will say something that will make you uncomfortable?"
Su Mozheng pursed her lips and hung up the phone decisively, regardless of what would be said over there.
Surrender first without fighting? She laughed and shook her head. After all, the person Huo Shaoyan was going to marry now was Su Mozheng, wasn't she?
Where does the talk of war come from, and where does the talk of surrender come from?
But when she hung up the phone and saw the photos on the phone screen, her face immediately turned pale.
On the screen of the mobile phone, Liang Muchi's bright smile almost dazzled her face. She must have been wearing a military green top when she was an art soldier.
She opened her lips, trying to slow down her breathing, but she couldn't.
Didn't he say that he doesn't love her anymore? Then why does he keep her photos? Hongdou's ringtone, the photos on the phone screen, and the words "Mu Shi" all tell the story of their past.
Su Mozheng rubbed the bridge of her nose and suddenly felt a little tired.
Sure enough, the heart cannot be moved. It is better to touch less things like love. The closer you get, the more hurt you will be.
It was night, early winter, and the cold wind couldn't stop it.
City B is a bit colder than City A. Fortunately, Su Mozheng brought some clothes to keep out the cold.
‘Ye Weiyang’, a high-end entertainment club in City B, the Audi car stopped, and Su Mozheng looked sideways outside.
The neon lights are shining, and there is a lot of traffic in front of the door.
Wearing a winter dress, the hem of which only reached below the hips, long-legged women stood on both sides. In the cold weather, their long, white legs were bare, and they greeted the guests. Su Mozheng frowned.
This is a high-end club, so it can really trouble the employees.