It was not that Jin Zun had never thought that Su Moqin would never do such a thing since Su Moqin was her sister, but he still didn't believe her.
After hearing this, Su Mozheng thought hard, "Who is it?"
He looked at her exposed smooth neck, without saying a word. That was, he could have prevented this from happening, but he didn't. He wanted to see her panicked look, and he wanted to know if she would be affected by this.
Come to him. For this reason, he also lost his reputation and the Su family's reputation, including Su Moqin's. Now, he succeeded.
"So now, what do you want to do?" She finally reformulated the question, or in other words, she just wanted an answer.
"What else can we do?" The expression on his face almost didn't move. "This matter will be over soon. The news agency will close down, and new news will come out soon. None of this is a problem."
"Jin Zun," Su Mozheng said hesitantly, but the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.
His unruly black eyes glanced at her, waiting for her next words.
"Please..." She finally spoke with difficulty, mustering up all her courage, "Marry her, marry Mo Qin." She closed her eyes and said in one breath: "As long as you are willing to marry her, then all these things will be fine.
It can be solved!”
"You're kidding!" Jin Zun stood up from the railing and held her thin shoulders, "Su Mozheng, you should know that even if I marry Su Moqin, this turmoil will not stop and will get worse.
There is no benefit in acting more intensely!" His dark eyes hid pain, but he still told the truth rationally.
"Can you bear to see my father's hard work go to waste? The Su family is his whole life's hard work. I can't, I must keep it, no matter what method is used!" She shouted at him loudly, tears in the wind.
Flying randomly.
"This has nothing to do with me!" he said coolly.
She struggled to break away from his hand on her shoulder, her eyes were red, "Jin Zun, you can't be like this..."
"This is not a reason!" He frowned and looked at her, saying word by word, "Su Mozheng, this is not a reason!"
Her crying stopped suddenly. She was wearing a thin knitted sweater, and the wind was introduced through the vents of the sweater, making her body cool. Her brain was buzzing, and she squatted down and held her head in pain, "Jin
Dear, please, marry her..."
"I can't, I don't want Mo Qin to be wronged. Her reputation has been ruined. Whoever you want to marry her will be married to her in the future... My sister's lifelong happiness has been ruined in your hands...
..." The sound of her crying could be heard, but a burst of anger surged in his heart. This was the first time that she had pushed him to another woman.
"Su Mozheng, are you sure you want me to marry her!? Are you sure you want me to marry Su Moqin!? Are you sure!" He pulled her up from where she was squatting on the ground and looked at her tear-stained face.
, roared angrily.
"Haha..." She smiled coolly in the wind, "Jin Zun, do I have a second choice? Does Mo Qin have a second choice?"
He knew that she always paid attention to her family, but he didn't expect that she would pay attention to it to this extent. What on earth was she thinking? Has she thought about it seriously? Does she have any brains?
He was so angry that he couldn't help himself, and simply threw three words at her, "No way!"
"I won't marry her!"
The old mansion has a dilapidated exterior wall, with ivy climbing along the moss surface. Looking out the window, everything is dark. The ancient ornate door is closed, as if waiting for the unknown dead.
The Mercedes-Benz body moved away, taking away a piece of dust and blending into the darkness of the night.
She looked at the car leaving and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Should she be grateful to him for not abandoning her by the river, but for sending her back responsibly? Because she believed that he could do that kind of thing.
Looking at the old mansion in front of her, she sighed, then walked along the wall, took out the key and opened the side door. She didn't want to disturb Mo Qin, but she didn't know that there was a figure standing quietly in the darkness of the second floor window.
There, watching all this.
After Su Mozheng and Jin Zun left, Su Moqin got up from the bed. She quietly moved a wicker chair and sat at the window. Although the window was only open to a corner, she quietly thought about the past.
From the first meeting with Chen Jinglin to thinking about everything between them, I laughed, and after laughing, I cried.
The room next door was very quiet. Su Mozheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Moqin was probably asleep, so that was fine. After waking up, tomorrow would be a good start again.
She walked into the room, turned on the light, and turned on the computer on the desk. After turning it on and browsing through the portal, all the news disappeared. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned off the computer, and then lay down on bed to sleep.
At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright and the Huo family's courtyard was quiet. In the corridor, the only sound was the sound of dust falling to the ground.
The phone rang suddenly, and people kept shouting "ring, ring, ring" in the room.
After several calls, there was still no answer. Huo's mother had been sleeping soundly. Commander Huo had gotten up ten minutes ago and might be washing up now.
In the east chamber, the morning light is just right, pouring in from the simple mahogany window.
"Hello~~" A slender male arm stretched out from the bed, holding the ceramic microphone on the bedside, "This is the Huo Family Courtyard~~" The naked arm had a healthy complexion, and the rich voice had a clear tone.
Feeling sleepy.
"What!" Within a moment, Huo Shaoyan had already straightened up from the bed, the thin quilt slipped off his body, and he was wearing a cotton nightgown. "When did it happen! This morning! How could this happen!" I heard him talking incoherently.
As he spoke, he hung up the phone anxiously, "Okay, I'll be right back!"
The ceramic microphone was put down. He sat up hurriedly, dragged the slippers under the bed and put them on, but accidentally kicked an old-fashioned brass spittoon under the bed. The spittoon jingled and fell down. Huo Shaoyan leaned over.
I put my clothes down, changed my clothes, put on my shoes, and rushed to the hospital.
Military Region No. 1, General Hospital.
In the VIP room, the disinfectant water was pungent. Officers in green military uniforms occupied the space in the room. Fruits and flowers were placed all over the bedside. The doctor leaned slightly over and checked the heartbeat of the old man on the bed. The nurse was
It was the first time I saw so many people standing in formation. I was so frightened that my hand holding the tray kept shaking.
When Huo Shaoyan came in, this was what he saw.
He struggled to push through the crowd surrounding him. Almost everyone from the Huo family came, including his parents, who were a few minutes ahead of him.
After the doctor finished the detection, he took one last look at the old man of the Huo family on the bed, and then motioned to Commander Huo and Aunt Huo to follow him out.
The old man on the bed is the old man of the Huo family, Huo Shaoyan's grandfather.
Seeing Huo Shaoyan's arrival, he narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his eyes, "Shaoyan, you're here."