"If the young master takes a step out of this door today, I think you don't have to stay in Mo's house anymore!" After saying that, he raised his hands and left.
When Mo Junyan left, he also took Mo Lingfeng's cell phone away.
The housekeeper looked at Mo Junyan who was leaving, and then looked at Mo Lingfeng. He apologized secretly. It wasn't that he didn't want to help the young master this time, but even if he wanted to help, he didn't have the courage or ability to gamble again.
Mo Lingfeng was anxious, but when he saw the butler's troubled expression, he seemed unable to say anything.
"Master..." the housekeeper called helplessly.
Mo Lingfeng stood in front of the window blankly: "Don't worry, I won't go out!" There was no warmth in his tone, with a hint of despair.
In such an occasion, the housekeeper didn't know what to say. He could only thank the young master for his understanding, but his heart was always full of guilt.
The housekeeper was lingering outside Mo Lingfeng's door, not knowing whether to leave or stay here.
Mo Junyan took Mo Lingfeng's phone and checked the records while instructing the driver in the car: "Go to Z University Art Institute."
The driver nodded and the black Phaeton drove forward.
Su Cen sat blankly by the lake, her confused mood stirring her up all the time.
"Miss Su Cen?" A middle-aged man's deep voice came from behind. Su Cen subconsciously turned his head and looked at a strange middle-aged man wearing a formal suit.
"I am, who are you?" Su Cen looked at the middle-aged man in front of her in confusion, how could this man know her name.
"I am Mo Lingfeng's father!" the middle-aged man said calmly.
Su Cen, Mo Lingfeng's father, suddenly realized that he probably guessed Mo Lingfeng's father's intention. He stood up, nodded and smiled lightly: "It turns out to be Uncle Mo, hello!"
"It's not as good as you imagined!" Mo Junyan refused indifferently: "Mrs. Shen, I'm afraid you have guessed the purpose of coming to see you today. I won't beat around the bush. I hope you will have nothing to do with Mo Lingfeng again in the future.
I don’t want to see him still thinking about you after getting married. That would be unfair to his wife. Does Mrs. Shen think I’m right?”
"Getting married?" Su Cen was stunned for a moment and almost couldn't find his voice: "You mean Mo Lingfeng is getting married?!"
This news was a bit sudden for Su Cen. Mo Lingfeng was getting married? She always thought he didn't have a girlfriend!
Is this news good or bad for her? If it is true, Mo Lingfeng will not pester her in the future. He also has his own life. Isn't it just what she wants? But the feeling in her heart
Where does the sense of loss come from?
A woman's vanity should not be underestimated. Didn't she keep telling others to give up? Why could she not suppress the feeling of disappointment in her heart when she heard the news that he was getting married?
Mo Junyan looked at Su Cen's stunning little face and sighed in his heart. He already knew this girl's background, but it was a pity that God's fate meant that his Feng'er was not destined to be hers.
"Well, Ling Feng never told you that he has been engaged for a long time and the wedding is approaching!"
"Okay, I understand. I'd like to trouble you to make this trip." Su Cen replied politely, having already controlled his shaky fear.
Su Cen's words seemed to make Mo Junyan feel a little guilty. This woman is so smart, no wonder Feng'er likes her.
"Mrs. Shen is a sensible person. I hope you will not have anything to do with Mo Lingfeng from now on!"
Su Cen looked directly into Mo Junyan's eyes and chuckled: "Although that's what I said, uncle shouldn't take things too seriously. Who Mo Lingfeng wants to associate with is his business, even if you are his father , you haven’t deprived him of his right to make friends, have you?”
The girl in front of him made Mo Junyan suddenly stunned. This was the first time someone dared to look directly at him with such disdain. For a moment, he felt that this woman seemed difficult to deal with: "Then Mrs. Shen still plans to continue to pester Mo Ling. Is it windy?"
"I think uncle, you have misunderstood. I am not pestering Mo Lingfeng. Apart from being friends, I don't have the relationship with Mo Lingfeng that you imagined."
"Is it really a simple friendship?!" Mo Junyan didn't believe it, or said it was just perfunctory words.
"You think you don't believe what I say, so why should I believe what you say?" Su Cen asked, immediately blocking Mo Junyan's words.
Mo Junyan didn't expect that her question would be blocked by her, so he smiled dumbly and relaxed his brows slightly: "You are such a sharp-tongued girl, is this how you eat Mo Lingfeng to death?"
Su Cen was speechless, feeling that it still didn't make sense: "Uncle, I really admire your imagination. Su Cen is here to assure you that I only have feelings for Mo Lingfeng as a friend. If we delve deeper into our relationship, then All I can say is that Mo Lingfeng is my best friend!"
Mo Junyan sighed and touched the watch on his hand: "I want to believe what you said, but you know very well that Mo Lingfeng's feelings for you are not just friends..."
Su Cen's firm tone didn't sound like he was joking. He understood that his son was wishful thinking.
When discussing Mo Lingfeng's feelings, Su Cen fell silent, and the atmosphere between the two became silent. Su Cen lowered his head slightly, and for a long time, whispered: "I'm sorry...".
"Mrs. Shen, I hope you can remember what you promised me, the old man, that love is sometimes a kind of encounter, but also a kind of fulfillment! Take care!" Mo Junyan left with these words.
Before Mo Junyan left, he did not forget to advise Su Cen not to give Mo Lingfeng any hope. If he didn't want Mo Lingfeng to be sad, just let him go.
Su Cen was really shocked when she heard this. She had thought about never paying attention to Mo Lingfeng again. She was afraid that Mo Lingfeng would get deeper into trouble. But later she still couldn't bear to make Mo Lingfeng sad. She also said Don't say such heartless words.
But after being reminded by Mo Lingfeng's father today, she felt like she was in a dream before. She had never looked at this issue from a positive perspective, nor had she refuted her wrong idea from the bottom of her heart, but she allowed it to go wrong. Wrong again. You said you were friends with Mo Lingfeng, but you were just using the guise of being a friend to trap Mo Lingfeng.
She could no longer be so confused. She understood her emotional position, but she had no intention of passing Mo Lingfeng.
After Mo Junyan left for a long time, Su Cen stood there blankly, as if he was locked in the pattern.
In the evening, Su Cen returned directly to Su's house and lay on Jiang Lan's body. He felt as if his whole body had been run over by something. He felt that his heart was aching, a soft pain...
Jiang Lan seemed to know her daughter's pain. She gently stroked Su Cen's back and comforted her daughter without saying anything.
"Mom!" Su Cen nestled in her mother's arms and called her muffled, "Yeah!" For some reason, Jiang Lan burst into tears when she heard her daughter's muffled voice, her voice choked with sobs.
"Mom, I can't hold it anymore... Wuwuwuwuwu..." Su Cen couldn't bear it anymore and cried bitterly. His thin shoulders were trembling. The depression of the past few days finally gave way.
An outlet for catharsis.
Jiang Lan hugged her daughter and cried quietly. Her daughter felt bad, and her mother felt even worse, but she couldn't do anything!
Su Liankai walked in and saw his mother and daughter hugging each other and crying. His eyes were red, and he silently closed the door, backed out, and leaned against the stairs to smoke.
After a long time, Su Cen, who was out of breath from crying, finally stopped.
Jiang Lan wiped the tears on her face, took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, stroked her daughter's red and swollen eyes from crying, and sighed heavily, "Cen'er, my mother is old, love and love
I have taken it lightly, Mom. I only know that when a couple lives their lives, they must understand and tolerate each other, so that their lives can go on. When you are young, you think there is an answer to everything, but when you are old, you may feel that in fact, life
There is no so-called answer..."
"No one is perfect, especially men. They will always make mistakes of one kind or another. Everyone will have flaws, just like an apple bitten by God. Some people have bigger flaws, precisely because God likes their fragrance.
!Mo Han is a responsible child anyway, mom can see that he cares about you."
"As for men, in order to support their own families, sometimes they are like a machine that keeps running. After years of operation, there will always be one or another failure. What should I do if something goes wrong? Two ways, throw it away
Replace it with a new one, or repair it and continue putting it into use."
"If conditions permit, it is certainly good to replace it with a new one, but who can guarantee that it will run without problems in this lifetime..."
Su Cen lay quietly in her mother's arms, listening to her mother talk about her views on marriage, and looking at the bright moon outside the window.
When mother and daughter went downstairs, Su Liankai accompanied Su Jingsheng to drink tea in the living room.
"Cen'er, come here, let me show you something." For the first time, Su Jingsheng did not speak to Su Cen in a commanding tone. This made Su Cen a little flattered and wondered in his heart, when did this cruel and cold-faced old man change his gender?
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Su Cen walked over and saw Su Jingsheng holding a piece of white paper in his hand and drew a dot on it. Then he took the paper and asked her, "Cen'er, look carefully what's on it?"
Su Cen was startled for a moment, wondering what the old man was up to. After looking for a long time, he still didn't find anything. He asked doubtfully, "Grandpa, apart from black spots, I didn't see anything else?"
Su Jingsheng looked at her sternly: "Cen'er, besides the black spots, can't you see this large piece of white paper?"
Su Cen looked at his grandfather and suddenly realized.
"Cen'er, no one is perfect, no gold is pure. No one is a saint, how can anyone be without faults? Everything has pros and cons. If you only pay attention to the black spots, then you will see a black world. If you pay attention
If life is like a white paper, then you will have a pure, peaceful and peaceful state of mind. Is the problem in your marriage with Mo Han just because of his fault? If life is like a white paper, what we should pay attention to is the entire white paper.
, instead of some of the black spots above, it’s like this between husband and wife, it’s also like this between colleagues and friends!”
"Cen'er, you are a smart child. Since you have chosen something, you should do it well!"
Su Cen looked at Su Jingsheng's weathered face and knew from his eyes that his grandfather knew everything about Mo Lingfeng. Unexpectedly, he didn't even say a word of blame. Su Cen's mood suddenly improved.
For the first time, I felt that my grandfather turned out to be such a wise man. He saw everything clearly.
Shen Mohan, who came to pick up his wife, saw Su Cen's red and swollen eyes and subconsciously looked away. He finally understood the harm he had done to his wife. He had no position to ask for his wife's loyalty when it came to Mo Lingfeng!
"Cen'er, you haven't been sleeping well recently, shall I take you for physical therapy?" Shen Mohan took out some ice cubes from the car freezer, wrapped them in a towel, gently covered Su Cen's eyes, and asked her gently.
Views.
Su Cen took the towel, glanced at him, said nothing, and nodded gently. Her mind has been very confused recently, she is exhausted physically and mentally, and she really needs to relax.
"Ling Yue, go to Hua Xia Liangzi!" Shen Mohan was flattered by Su Cen's cooperation and ordered Ling Yue in a good mood.
Ling Yue took a look in the rearview mirror. Shen Mohan, who finally had a happy smile on his face after so many days, also smiled happily. He pulled down the partition and the car floated towards the club like a ghost.
"Young Master Han, you are here!" As soon as Shen Mohan walked in with Su Cen in his arms, the waiter standing at the bar immediately greeted him with a flattering smile on his face.
When he saw Su Cen next to Shen Mohan, his eyes widened in shock, he swallowed exaggeratedly, and secretly marveled at how beautiful this woman was!
Her beautiful hair is dancing gently, her soft willow eyebrows, a pair of charming starry eyes, her pretty nose, her peach cheeks are slightly red, like two pinkish cherry lips, and her cheeks are as red as snow, like jade fat.
Her skin is as crisp as snow, and her figure is stunningly beautiful.
Shen Mohan glared at him, placed his big hand on Su Cen's waist, subconsciously tightened it, and walked straight in without saying a word.
The waiter reacted and quickly ran to the front to show them the way and led them into an extremely luxuriously decorated room.
"Master Han, what are you doing today?" He waited patiently for them to lie down on the massage chairs. The waiter bent down and asked respectfully, but his sly eyes peeked at Su Cen from time to time.
"Same old thing!" Shen Mohan gave him a cold look.
"Then this lady..." This time the waiter could finally take a bold look at Su Cen.
Shen Mohan looked at his drool-worthy virtue, stood up directly, and kicked him, "If you are not honest, I will gouge out your eyes! Go and find the most skilled technician for my wife!"
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"No! I don't dare, Mr. Han, I...I'll go right away." When he heard that it was Shen Mohan's wife, the waiter's face turned green with fright, and he got up and ran out quickly.
Seeing his rolling and crawling appearance, Su Cen almost laughed. He sat in the large massage chair and looked around. The interior decoration could be described as magnificent. He couldn't help but sigh, Shen Mohan really knows how to enjoy it.
Shen Mohan diligently picked up a banana and handed it to her, "Cen'er, eat some fruit. The environment here is not bad. If you like it, I will bring you here later."
Su Cen took the banana and took a bite. Before he could speak, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Shen Mohan glanced at the door and said coldly.
A man and a woman came in carrying wooden buckets with smiles on their faces, "Good evening, Mr. Han!".
Seeing the male technician kneeling directly in front of Su Cen with a wooden bucket, Shen Mohan's face darkened, he raised his finger and pointed at him, and said coldly, "Come here and do it for me!" He glanced at the female technician in front of him and said, "You,
Go make it for my wife!”
The male technician was stunned for a moment, then smiled politely and said, "Mr. Han, pedicures pay attention to the balance of yin and yang. My little sister and I will do it for you two separately, and the effect will be better!"
"Stop talking nonsense to me and come here!" Seeing the male technician taking off Su Cen's shoes, revealing those delicate and delicate feet, Shen Mohan's eyes were filled with possessiveness. When he thought of those beautiful feet
When another man took it in his hands and kneaded it, he became very angry.
Reluctantly, the two technicians had to switch places.
"Madam, is the water temperature suitable?" The female technician gently soaked Su Cen's feet into the barrel and asked gently.
Su Cen smiled at her and said, "Well, just right."
"You can try soaking your feet at night in the future. It is very beneficial to the body. It can not only promote blood circulation, promote metabolism, eliminate fatigue, but also improve sleep. It can also maintain health and beauty, and nourish and protect the brain. Through hot water foot bath
, can regulate the meridians and qi and blood. At the same time, the blood vessels in the feet expand and the blood volume increases, thereby speeding up the blood flow in the head and replenishing the brain with sufficient oxygen and nutrients in a timely manner."
"Yeah, then I can try."
After running for half an hour, the female technician began to massage her feet.
Su Cen had a pedicure for the first time. She felt itchy when the female technician applied a gentle force, and complained of pain when the force was too strong.
Now Shen Mohan quit, "Nima, can you press it!".
"Shen Mohan, don't be like this..." Su Cen couldn't bear others being punished because of her.
"Go, go, get out of here!"
Looking at Shen Mohan with a dark face, the two technicians quickly left the scene with foot washing water.
Shen Mohan squatted in front of Su Cen, grabbed her green-white feet and put them in his arms, "Wife, let me press them for you!"
Su Cen looked at him as if he didn't recognize him. He couldn't say a word. He wanted to pull away his feet, but he held him tightly in his arms. Looking at his serious look, his face couldn't help but turn red.
Shen Mohan looked at Su Cen's shy look infatuatedly. He had not seen Su Cen like this for a long time...
The two of them were relatively speechless, and an ambiguous atmosphere quietly grew in the room.
At this time the door was pushed open.
A charming woman with a slender figure, skin as good as snow, walked in. When she saw Shen Mohan squatting on the ground, her eyes were filled with joy and shock, "Young Master Han, what are you..."
Shen Mohan glanced at her but did not get up, "Lan Xi, don't you know you have to knock on the door before entering?"
"You haven't come to see me for a long time. Aren't they anxious to come over and see you?" A woman named Lan Xi walked in with a fatherly voice.
When she raised her head and looked at the massage chair, Su Cen was stunned. He stood there awkwardly and looked at her with some hostility, "Master Han, who is this?"
Shen Mohan didn't even look at her, but looked at Su Cen with a smile, "My wife, Su Cen! Cen'er, this is Lan Xi, the manager of the club."
"Oh, it turns out it's my sister-in-law. Nice to meet you!" Lan Xi immediately greeted her with a smile. Although she hid the disappointment and sourness in her eyes very well, Su Cen still caught her.