Ouyang Yiman thought for a long time, hesitated, and nodded, "Okay, Auntie, I'm really sorry, I left just after I came back. Sister Xue, I..."
"Manman, don't worry, I will visit you often. If my brother bullies you, just tell me and we will denounce him together." Mu Nianxue came over, sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Ouyang Yiman, and hugged her
shoulder, and whispered in her ear.
"Sister Xue." Ouyang Yiman blushed and asked her to complain. She would not do this.
"Daddy, Mommy, since Manman has agreed, why don't I take her there tonight." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Mu Niancheng stood up and looked at Mu Lengrui and Dai Yuxiao before leaving.
"No." Dai Yuxiao glanced at Mu Lengrui, then turned to Mu Nianxue, and ordered softly, "Xuexue, go back to your room first. We have something to discuss with your brother."
"Mommy, brother's affairs are also Manman's affairs. I have the right to hear Manman's affairs, so just let me stay." Upon hearing this, Mu Nianxue looked at a few people, curious, and walked over
Dai Yuxiao was acting coquettishly and unwilling to leave.
"Xuexue, go back to your room quickly, this matter is not suitable for you to hear." Dai Yuxiao patted her on the shoulder, his tone unquestionable.
"Mommy." Mu Nianxue stood up and called pitifully, trying to make a last-ditch effort.
"Go back to your room." The look on Dai Yuxiao's face became serious.
"Yes." Mu Nianxue pouted and slowly walked upstairs, turning back every step of the way. She didn't know what secret they were discussing behind her back.
"Chengcheng, sit down." Dai Yuxiao watched Mu Nianxue disappear completely, then turned around and pushed Mu Lengrui, winking at him, and Mu Lengrui stood up, "I'll prepare some drinks for you.
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After that, he walked into the wine room next to the kitchen.
Mu Niancheng tensed up and sat down. Next to him sat Ouyang Yiman, her limp body pressed against his. It was like a will-o'-the-wisp burning in his heart, making him unable to calm down.
Therefore, he had to leave eagerly.
"Chengcheng, you must stay at home tonight. Although you have planned to get engaged in a month, I want you to become a real couple."
When Ouyang Yiman heard her words, she blushed and lowered her head.
Although she had no personal experience with matters between men and women, she had received education in this field during her college years. So she was not completely ignorant.
Mu Niancheng's face turned gloomy, changing from the gentle look he had had all night. The strong pressure accumulated in his body made people feel uneasy.
Ouyang Yiman felt his tense body, shyly pulled his arm, and whispered, "Brother Chengcheng."
He did not move. His cold eyes were lowered. Dai Yuxiao could not see the look in his eyes, but she could clearly feel his reluctance.
A thought suddenly came to my mind. Could it be that his promise to get engaged in one month was just a delaying tactic? It seemed that this move was inevitable.
She didn't believe that he could refuse Ouyang Yiman when it was ready.
"Mommy, do you have to force me like this?" Mu Niancheng suddenly raised his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and in just a moment, he regained his composure.
He endured it because he was facing Dai Yuxiao.
"How could I force you? Chengcheng, since you also intend to marry Manman, then something like this is bound to happen sooner or later. What's the difference between one month earlier and one month later?"
Dai Yuxiao looked at him with gentle eyes. She knew Mu Niancheng's weaknesses. No matter what he did, he would give her the face of his mother.
Mu Niancheng sat there stiffly, like a cold statue, with his hands tightly clenched into fists. After a while, he asked stiffly, "Mommy, what if I say I don't agree? Will you not let me go?"
leave?"
"Chengcheng, you are always the person who knows Mommy best. You also know what Mommy's wish is. So, you don't want to fall out with Mommy."
Dai Yuxiao sighed, his voice filled with unprecedented sadness.
"Okay, Mommy, I will do what you want, but I will leave tomorrow."
After Mu Niancheng finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave. Thinking of something, he reached out and grabbed Ouyang Yiman's little hand, and walked towards the bedroom expressionlessly.
"Wait a minute, Chengcheng. Aren't you going to drink the red wine your dad prepared for you?"
Dai Yuxiao also stood up. Seeing Mu Lengrui coming out with a tray, he stopped Mu Niancheng.
Mu Niancheng stopped, holding Ouyang Yiman's hand that was cold and stiff. Ouyang Yiman felt a pain in the bones in her hand. She gritted her teeth and endured it, not daring to move. She looked up at the few people in confusion, a little confused.
"Chengcheng." Dai Yuxiao picked up a glass of red wine from the tray, walked to Mu Niancheng, and handed it to him.
Mu Niancheng stared at the glass of red wine, his cold eyes motionless, as if he was trapped in a huge depression, and his whole body exuded an uncontrollable air of frost.
Ouyang Yiman looked at the glass of red wine, and she seemed to suddenly understand something. She looked up at Dai Yuxiao in surprise, and whispered urgently, "Auntie."
"Manman, it's none of your business." Dai Yuxiao held the wine glass insistently and looked at Mu Niancheng with burning eyes.
Mu Niancheng glanced at Ouyang Yiman with disdain and snorted, "Go back to your room and wait for me."
Ouyang Yiman's heart felt like she was suddenly stung by a bee. She, Ouyang Yiman, was once the campus beauty of Stanford Business School, but she still had to rely on those medicines to get the love of men.
She lowered her head, and a string of tears instantly appeared in her eyes. She said nothing. She turned around and pulled off Mu Niancheng's hand and returned to the bedroom.
Watching her leave, Mu Niancheng lowered his head to look at the red wine in front of him, took it and drank it in one gulp.
Then there was a "pop" sound, and the wine glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces. He stepped over the broken glass and walked towards the bedroom.
"Chengcheng." Dai Yuxiao stopped him, "Be gentle, Manman is a good girl. Also, you must break up with your lover."
Mu Niancheng didn't look back, let alone answer. He opened the door, went in, and closed it with a "bang".
Leaning against the door, powerful anger burst out in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to tear off his tie irritably, threw it on the floor, reached out to unbutton two buttons, and sat on the sofa.
With his eyes closed, the rising and falling muscles on his chest clearly showed that he was angry and that he was suppressing his full anger.
Ouyang Yiman was bathing in the ### room.
The warm water washed over every inch of her skin, and every part of her body was like creamy satin, shimmering with pearl color, and its faint luster brought indescribable allure, attracting people's imagination.
She lowered her head and looked at herself. She had an ups and downs figure. She was once called a devil's figure by her roommates, but she actually had to rely on drugs to win Mu Niancheng's favor. Thinking about it, she felt sad.
Smiling to herself, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe. As long as she could be with Mu Niancheng, as long as she could stay by his side, she would be confident that he would fall in love with her.
She waved her fist at herself in the mirror, "Come on, Ouyang Yiman, you are Ouyang Yiman, the symbol of not admitting defeat."
She opened the bathroom door, walked out, and stood in the bedroom. When she looked up, she saw Mu Niancheng sitting on the sofa.
Mu Niancheng closed his eyes, the hostility and anger in his body had long subsided, and his long eyelashes curved into a graceful arc, casting a faint shadow on his handsome face.
Her heart moved. When she was a child, she knew that his eyelashes were very long and beautiful. But when she grew up, she didn't expect that he would still be so sexy and attractive.
Looking down, she saw the firm skin under his unbuttoned shirt collar, revealing a man's masculinity and deep sexiness. She swallowed, turned and walked to the bed.
Picking up a brocade blanket on the bed, he tiptoed over, bent forward, opened the brocade blanket and covered him, and the hand holding the blanket finally fell on his neck.
Staring at her handsome face that made her heart beat, she looked at him infatuatedly. During the two years of separation, she had seen him in her dreams many times, but every time he pushed her away coldly.
Now, looking at him with a tired face at such a close distance, I raised my hand, touched his face, and kissed him gently. At this time, his face showed a vague tiredness, like a child, without any trace of fatigue.
It's so painful that it hurts.
She exhaled softly, maybe everyone was pushing him too hard.
Mu Niancheng's frowning forehead suddenly opened, and his cold eyes opened, meeting her foggy gray ones. She panicked and tried to pull away her hand.
But he held her hand tightly.
His eyes fell on her smooth neck, where the proud and beautiful arc like a swan made the fire in his heart that he had suppressed for a long time burn.
Looking at her radiant ivory white skin, it is true that she is a rare beauty.
Looking down, he was unconsciously attracted to the high peaks of her chest, which were tightly wrapped in a bath towel, but the looming softness was difficult to suppress. He could imagine how proud she must be there.
Suddenly, he no longer wanted to suppress himself or endure the restlessness in his heart.
Her eyes narrowed slightly. Since it was arranged in advance, she must have been fully mentally prepared. After so many years, his attitude was obvious enough, but she still pounced on her without mercy, so why should he push her away?
Woolen cloth?
Once he had this idea, the gap in his heart was suddenly opened, and his whole body felt relaxed. There was no scruple, no suppression, and joy gripped him tightly.
The scorching gaze was like a big fireball, and Ouyang Yiman felt uncomfortable all over. She pulled out her hand in a panic, turned around and left with a red face.
"Let's go? Don't you want this?" Mu Niancheng stretched out his hand to hold her bathrobe, and with just a slight tug, the bathrobe she was wearing silently fell into his hands and fell to the ground.
"Ah!" Ouyang Yiman, who suddenly felt cold, screamed, hugged her chest, turned around and looked at him in surprise. His tone just now made people feel sad.
But in her panic, she forgot that her arms blocked the softness above, but showed her most feminine beauty in front of him.
His eyes tightened, and the fire in his body suddenly surged. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm savagely. With a strong pull, she fell lightly into his arms.
"Brother Chengcheng, no, no, I'm not ready yet." Ouyang Yiman was startled, and shyness came over her. When she came into contact with his body, she could feel the burning temperature of his skin through the thin shirt.
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She reflexively wanted to break free, but his hand quickly grasped the top of her chest and gently touched it.
"It's too old-fashioned to refuse but welcome again. In fact, you don't have to work so hard. The wine is enough for me to want you for one night."
Mu Niancheng's eyes flashed with coldness. He stood up suddenly while holding her, walked to the bed, threw her on the bed without mercy, and stretched out his hand to tear the shirt on his body. His eyes never left her for a moment.
In fact, he wanted to say that you are a fatal temptation in yourself. But there was a voice in his heart, he wanted to stab her, he wanted to watch her cry.
The button fell on the carpet, and soon he freed himself.