Chapter 198 Your woman is here, won't Mr. Mo let go?
Shen Manman knew what was going on, so she held Zheng Ziye's wrist and said, "Ziye, otherwise give Mr. Hu another chance. Why ruin such a good cooperation because of an ignorant woman, what do you think?"
He curled his lips and said, "Mr. Hu, you must remember my wife as a favor. You can pay her back in the future."
"Okay, okay, whatever Mr. Zheng says is whatever it is." Mr. Hu grinned, looking a bit honest.
She didn't hit the ball either, so instead she went to a nearby mountain villa, where there were mountains, water and scenery. Zheng Ziye was discussing work with Mr. Hu, but Shen Manman wasn't interested either, so she asked the store for a fishing rod.
Zheng Ziye kissed the side of her face before leaving, "I will eat the fish you caught for lunch today. Don't let me go hungry."
Shen Manman chuckled, then heard him lower his voice and said, "If I don't want to eat fish, I'll eat you. You can do it yourself."
She glanced at him coquettishly, and the man returned to his calm demeanor before, as if the joking words just now did not come from his mouth.
"I'll hold you to death."
After saying that, Shen Manman left.
There is a small river in front of the villa, and the fish fry in it are all raised by the store for the leisure and entertainment of guests.
She found a small bench and sat down, hung special fish food on the fishhook, stretched out the fishing rod, and threw it down together with the float.
Fishing requires a state of mind, calmness and stability, endurance and concentration.
However, it is indeed a bit difficult for a novice like Shen Manman. My arms were sore but no fish took the bait.
She was bored and wanted to give up.
Just then, a series of footsteps came over, "The posture is wrong, the fish is so hooked."
Before she could turn around and look, she felt a broad chest embracing her, long arms wrapping around her chest, holding her hand, and warm breath coming out.
Shen Manman's subconscious action was to resist, but the man said, "Don't move."
Hearing the man's deep voice, Shen Manman frowned. The next second, the fishing rod was suddenly lifted out of the water, and a carp weighing more than two kilograms hung on the fishing rod.
She seemed to have forgotten the man's existence, and stood up excitedly and cheered, "I caught a fish, I caught it."
As happy as a child, Shen Manman jumped for joy with a smile on her face.
The man was stunned.
"Bring the bucket."
The man pulled back his rod and ordered her.
Shen Manman took the red bucket over, and a big carp was flapping around in it.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
After that happiness passed, Shen Manman remembered to keep her distance from him, "I'm leaving first."
"Is one fish enough to eat? Are you sure you won't catch two more?" He said, throwing the fishing rod out casually, "I will help you fish for free."
That's not okay, Shen Manman is still recalling the scene when he almost hit them with his car that night, and his scalp feels numb just thinking about it.
"No."
She was about to leave with the keg, but Mo Shaocheng finally saw her, so how could he let him go so easily?
"Manman, grandma is not in good health recently. She also mentioned you. You should go see her when you have time."
In fact, everyone in the Mo family, except Mo Shaocheng, was very kind to her. If grandma was not in good health, it was only natural for her to go and see her.
She turned her back to Mo Shaocheng and nodded, "Well, I'll leave first."
Mo Shaocheng's expression couldn't be seen clearly. His eyes were filled with jealousy, which was more raging than raging fire.
"Manman, do you know Zheng Ziye?"
Suddenly, she stopped. Mo Shaocheng followed closely behind, "You don't think Zheng Ziye is just a simple businessman, do you?"
She was not too surprised because Zheng Ziye had told her about his other identity.
"It seems that he told you about the Flame Palace."
This was unexpected by Mo Shaocheng. After a few seconds, he regained his composure, "Even if he told you about Yan Palace, I don't believe him. He would tell you what Yan Palace does."
Shen Manman was actually curious about the mysterious organization and its rich assets, but he didn't say anything and she didn't ask.
"Mo Shaocheng, what you are talking about is not what I am interested in."
Shen Manman left, and Mo Shaocheng grabbed her wrist, "Don't you want to know what kind of person you want to sleep with? Shen Manman, what are you afraid of? You're afraid that you won't be able to accept the truth. Yes, isn’t it?”
"Let go."
Shen Manman's slender wrist was pinched until it turned red, and Shen Manman struggled to no avail.
She didn't want to hear it, but he wanted to say, "Yan Gong is a secret killer organization established ten years ago. The person you sleep with is the leader of Yan Gong. Shen Manman, do you think his hands will be clean?"
"You're talking nonsense." Shen Manman glared, her eyes as red as a rabbit, and she yelled, "Ziye is the gentlest person in the world, Mo Shaocheng, you need to talk nonsense."
"Being angry means that you also believe it, but you just don't want to believe it."
Every word pierced her heart and planted a seed. Mo Shaocheng refused to give up and continued, "Manman, a person with blood on his hands lies next to you every day, aren't you afraid? Leave him, he is not yours. A good man."
Suddenly, a woman walked up not far away, having just finished dealing with her a while ago.
Shen Manman sneered, "He is not my lover, are you?"
She looked behind Mo Shaocheng and said, "Your woman is here, won't Mr. Mo let go?"
"Shaocheng, it turns out you are here. I have been looking for you."
Zhao Mingzhu walked to Mo Shaocheng. She saw that Shen Manman was not angry at all, "Miss Shen is here too. Did she come with Mr. Zheng?"
This position is definitely not comparable to Jiang Lige's.
Mo Shaocheng let go of his hand, and Shen Manman took it back, "Miss Zhao, since you are here, take care of your man and don't let him harass others."
She turned around and left without giving them a second glance.
Until the figure disappeared, Mo Shaocheng stared at the bucket at his feet. There was a plump carp in it.
Zhao Mingzhu was very good at assessing the situation and said, "Mr. Mo, Miss Shen is also at the farm. What a coincidence."
"Is it a coincidence? Do you really think there are so many coincidences in this world?" Mo Shaocheng sneered and said meaningfully, "It's just man-made."
Her dissatisfaction will not be written on her face, and there is an important point. She is different from Jiang Lige. Everything Jiang Lige does is based on her love for him, while she cares more about Mrs. Mo's position.
Fame and wealth far outweigh love.
It's that simple.
"What about this fish?"
Mo Shaocheng looked at the fish in the red bucket, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened.
Shen Manman ran back in a panic. Zheng Ziye and Mr. Hu had already finished talking.
Zheng Ziye caught the panic on her face and pulled her to his side, "What's wrong? You're sweating all over."
"It's nothing. I was so anxious when I came back that I was sweating."
