Chapter 176 Mr. Zheng really lives up to his reputation
"No."
He could feel her anxiety and melancholy, "You are his only relative in the world, how can he bear not to see you?"
He took a deep breath and braced himself, "Yes, you are right, my brother loves me so much, how could he bear not to come to me? By the way, how come you can speak Chinese?" It’s incredible that you can speak such an unpopular language.”
Country J is a country close to the coast, a particularly niche country. Shen Manman never thought that one day he would come here.
Zheng Ziye chuckled lightly, "Because I have been here before, so I have learned some common conversations to facilitate communication."
"Are you showing off your IQ? Okay, I admit, I'm sore."
The sea breeze blew her long hair, and the two held hands, looking so perfect together.
At this moment, Zheng Ziye's phone rang. Hearing what the other party said, he quickly hung up the phone, unable to do anything.
Shen Manman looked at him, "What's wrong?"
"Mo Shaocheng is coming."
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The two returned to the hotel first, and Mo Shaocheng was sitting in the lobby, apparently waiting for their return.
The first thing his deep eyes locked on was their intertwined hands, and then, his sharp eyes moved to her white neck.
A pink mark is faintly visible, and you don't need to guess how it was done.
I saw that his face was extremely cold, and he stood up suddenly and walked over, his eyes locked on the mark on her neck, which became more and more dazzling the more he looked at it.
He even wanted to buckle it off, tear it off, bite it off...
Zheng Ziye didn't like Mo Shaocheng staring at Shen Manman with such eyes, so he subconsciously let go and hugged her into his arms instead.
"Mr. Mo, are you a dog-skin plaster?"
"Country J is your home? I'm here to discuss cooperation. Does Mr. Zheng also want to take care of it?"
He did come under the guise of discussing cooperation, but he himself knows best what the purpose is.
Zheng Ziye sneered, "In that case, I won't bother Mr. Mo to talk about cooperation."
After stopping Shen Manman's slim waist, the two of them were about to leave. Then, Mo Shaocheng followed, "I'll go upstairs too."
He entered the elevator and pressed the same floor. The three of them stood in the confined space, each with their own thoughts, until the elevator stopped and the three of them got off.
Only then did Shen Manman realize that their rooms were also next to each other.
"What a coincidence." Mo Shaocheng smiled.
Why didn't she believe that such a coincidence could happen in this world? He could obviously arrange it.
Shen Manman didn't want to look at him again and entered the room first.
Mo Shaocheng's good mood was disturbed into a mess. His pretty face wrinkled up, and he seemed very angry.
"Angry?"
"I just don't want to see him."
"If you don't want to see it, don't look at it. He's so ugly, how can he be as good-looking as me?" Zheng Ziye smiled at her and made funny faces to tease her.
Shen Manman actually laughed, "It's so ugly."
He leaned down, holding the sofa with both hands, and slowly approached the handsome face, close to her eyes, "Is it ugly? Are you sure it is really ugly?"
"It's not ugly, it's not ugly. Get up quickly."
"No."
After saying that, Zheng Ziye kissed her. She held her neck high, and her little hands were gradually held in his palm. He would lead her deeper, following his pace.
As for Mo Shaocheng next door, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The smoke was inhaled into his lungs and filtered to expel excess gas from his mouth and nose.
His eyes were shrouded in thick fog. He sat on the sofa, picked up his phone and opened the screen. On it was Shen Manman's photo.
His fingers gently traced her face, his eyes were gentle, but his movements were extremely harsh.
"Shen Manman, Manman."
Zheng Ziye received a piece of news in the evening. He read it for a long time, as if he didn't believe it.
Late at night, he coaxed Shen Manman to sleep before going out.
In a bar in country J, Zheng Ziye ordered a glass of wine, and then a man in black clothes came over and sat next to him, "Master, I found this accidentally while investigating Shen Lei."
Zheng Ziye held the wine and swayed the red wine inside. The scarlet liquid formed a small vortex. He slowly put it down again, "Is the news accurate?"
"There will be no lies."
Zheng Ziye fell into deep thought, frowned and said nothing.
The subordinate asked again, "Master, should we continue to look for traces of Shen Lei?"
After hesitating again and again and struggling for a long time, Zheng Ziye sighed, "I promised her and I won't break my promise. Keep looking."
"good."
The man left quickly, and Zheng Ziye started drinking one cup after another.
In the middle of the night, Shen Manman was thirsty and wanted to drink water. She turned on the light and found that Zheng Ziye was not there. She shouted several times, but Zheng Ziye did not respond to her.
So, she picked up her cell phone and called him, but she never got through.
She put on her clothes and opened the door, wanting to go out and take a look. Maybe he was smoking in the corridor or talking on the phone.
Pushing open the car door, she shouted softly, "Ziye..."
No one responded.
Just as she was about to go back, a person suddenly appeared behind her.
"Zheng Ziye is missing?"
Shen Manman was startled. She took a step back and accidentally bumped into the door. The door was closed.
The most important thing is that she didn't bring her room key card.
Seeing that the closed door could not be opened, she frowned anxiously and didn't take her cell phone. She couldn't just stand here like this.
She suddenly thought of the man next to her, "Mr. Mo, can you lend me your phone?"
"Why should I lend it to you? Who are you to me?" Mo Shaocheng was determined not to lend it.
Being rejected, there is nothing to say.
If he doesn't borrow it, there won't be any room for maneuver, and Shen Manman doesn't need to continue to insist.
She squatted at the door, like a pitiful puppy, her eyes constantly looking in the direction of the elevator, but Zheng Ziye was never there.
Mo Shaocheng would not miss any opportunity to be alone with her. He stood tall in front of her and imitated her and squatted down.
"Besides stealing food, it's really hard for me to think of a second reason for a man to carry you out at night."
Shen Manman moved a few steps to the side, in short, to stay away from him.
Mo Shaocheng chuckled, amused by her funny behavior.
Especially in the silence of the night, his smile would be magnified, and a faint response could be heard in the wide corridor.
He looked at her outfit, a pure cotton pajamas, similar to the palace style, with a lot of skin exposed on the collarbone of her neck, which was tightened probably a little above her chest.
Her long black hair hung down on her chest, but even so, it could not completely cover the mark on her neck.
There is much more to this area than what was exposed just now.
Just by looking at it, one can imagine the intensity before. Suddenly, Mo Shaocheng's eyes turned cold.
"With you by his side, he still wants to go out and steal. Mr. Zheng really lives up to his reputation."
