Peng Yuqiu: This is my Master Yan? Could it be P’s?
Peng Yuqiu: Where did you get this picture?
Duan Zimu: It’s quite a match. I wish them a happy marriage and I’ll prepare a big red envelope. @ Mo Shang Yun, let’s take some pictures too.
Peng Yuqiu: Mr. Zixie, don’t show it so obviously.
Yan Gui: [Crying loudly] [Crying loudly] I also asked someone to identify it. It is definitely not a P. I didn’t even add a beauty filter. The original picture is like this, without any trace of modification.
Peng Yuqiu: Impossible! I never knew such a woman existed!
Yan Gui: Your captain will let you know that he has a partner outside? You are too proud of yourself!
Peng Yuqiu: ...I’m hurt if you say that.
Mo Shangyun scrolled down to read the information. In the end, he didn't have the patience to read it, so he scrolled to the end and clicked on the box to enter the information.
Mo Shangyun: @馋gui, where did the photo come from?
After a moment of silence, Yan Gui directly sent a string of voice messages.
——"A few military friends posted this in the group before, but I haven't contacted them for a long time. They were asking who Master Yan was. He was so handsome and was ruined by this woman. This woman doesn't seem to have a very good rating. I'm looking for someone.
I inquired about the source of the picture, and it seems that the woman herself posted it on WeChat Moments today. I originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but he left beforehand. Don’t worry, Momo, I will help you investigate again, absolutely.
I’ll dig out all her information for you!”
Bad rating?
Know a group of soldiers?
Mo Shangjun frowned and was about to send a few more words when he saw a series of voice messages. After looking closely, he saw that it was from Mu Cheng.
"Holy shit, shit, shit! It's a bunker!"
"I just saw them getting together, and I thought they were doing something. They were just taking selfies?!"
"My Lord Yan, I'm going to rush over and fight that woman to the death -"
Peng Yuqiu said coldly: Go ahead, I'm going to clean it up for you now.
Yan Gui said in surprise: Was it just taken? Is Master Yan with her now?
Yan Jinchao said calmly: Didn't you go to a meeting?
Not long after, Mucheng sent another string of voice messages.
"The meeting is tomorrow. I just arrived today. Mr. Yan answered the phone and said he was going out. He even changed into casual clothes! He asked me to change into a suit too. I thought it was a big deal, but I was so embarrassed.
I was nervous, but it turned out well. I was told the name of a shopping mall. As soon as I arrived at the door, the woman with heavy makeup and the smell of perfume approached me. Master Yan asked me to wait, then opened the car door and left with the woman.
.”
"Oh my god, that woman hooked up with him as soon as he came up. Isn't Mr. Yan a mysophobia? He didn't even beat her!"
"Next, Master Yan took her shopping to buy food. This woman was too prodigal, so she only bought expensive things. It seemed that Master Yan spent half a year's salary on her. I also don't understand, how could Master Yan do this?
To mess with such a woman..."
"They are eating now. Just half an hour ago, when they were waiting for the meal to be served, the woman took the initiative to come to Mr. Yan and clicked with her cell phone. As far as I can judge from the wise god Wu Yan, this
It's definitely not as simple as taking a selfie... Damn it, I got slapped in the face!"
"I feel that Master Yan's image in my mind has collapsed. Brothers, if I drive my car into a river later, it will definitely be because I cannot bear to die together with Master Yan."
"But to be honest, this woman is quite beautiful, except that she is taller..." Mu Cheng really couldn't say any more.
Damn, this woman is taller than him!
There was one thing he didn't dare to say: If he hadn't been preconceived about Mo Shangyun, he would have thought that Yan Ye would be a good match for a woman. At least he wouldn't have such a strong resistance.
Peng Yuqiu: Don't be ridiculous, I don't believe it anyway. Even if Mr. Yan is looking for someone to date, he has never been so public.
Duan Zimu: Brother, don’t deceive yourself.
Peng Yuqiu: You wish Master Yan had someone outside, right?!
Duan Zimu: Yes.
Peng Yuqiu: At seven o'clock, we have an appointment at the back of the mountain!
Duan Zimu: No time.
Mo Shangyun quit the group chat and had no patience to read any more.
Silencing his cell phone, throwing it into the drawer, Mo Shangjun walked straight out of the office.
Yan Tianxing is eating and drinking well outside. She can't starve herself while staying in the base, right?
Please fill your stomach first, otherwise it will only make you feel more uncomfortable.
*
Only people like Yan Gui dare to talk about Yan Tianxing's gossip, and they only talk about it to a few trustworthy people. It's only for those few people in the group. The rest are afraid that the walls have ears, so they gather together and whisper in low voices.
I dare not say a word.
So, it didn't spread.
Mo Shangjun came to the men's team cafeteria and talked a few words with Deputy Chen. In the end, he didn't bother Deputy Chen to do it himself. He got some ingredients and fried two side dishes.
Serve another bowl of hot rice.
Serve them one by one.
As soon as Mo Shangjun sat down, he saw Duan Zimu walking into the cafeteria, "How about a meal?"
"You didn't eat?"
Picking up the rice bowl, Mo Shangjun took a chopstick of fried pork for himself.
Duanzi said with a face full of admiration: "I'm hungry."
"Momo! I want to eat too!"
Yan Gui, who had arrived on the back foot, shouted hurriedly.
At the same time, he glared at Duan Zimu - this bastard who took advantage of others' danger!
Duan Zimu looked calm.
A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
What's wrong?
Mo Shangjun lazily raised his eyelids and said, "The food is in the kitchen."
Duan Zimu and Yan Gui walked to the kitchen together. Yan Gui lowered his voice and warned Duan Zimu that if he wanted to pursue his family Mo Mo, he should use fair and aboveboard means and don't take advantage of this opportunity to be cunning. Duan Zimu said that I would have been cautious in this way.
Your Mo Mo saw through it, he was just going through the motions.
In fact, Duan Zimu couldn't even talk about seizing the opportunity to win Mo Shangyun's heart - after all, Mo Shangyun was still in the mood to cook and eat, and he would not take advantage of him in the first place.
He simply wanted to see her.
Not long after, Duan Zimu and Yan Gui came back with rice. Although they were full, they couldn't bear that the food made by Mo Shangyun was too delicious and the portion was small, so the three of them only had one bowl in front of them.
Before the rice was finished, the two plates of side dishes were gone. The plates were as empty as new ones.
"..."
The three of them looked at each other speechlessly.
Three seconds later, Duan Zimu stood up first and said, "I'm going to stir-fry two more dishes."
Mo Shangjun said: "Scrambled eggs with chili pepper."
Yan Gui said matter-of-factly: "I'll just order some stir-fried pork with dried fragrant spices. I see there's still some ingredients left."
Duan Zimu: "..." There's nothing wrong with Mo Shangyun's ordering. Why does Yan Gui come to join in the fun?
With no reason to be squeezed by Yan Gui, Duan Zimu glanced at Yan Gui coolly and said, "Let's go together."
Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun as if asking for help.
Mo Shangjun ignored him.
Yan Gui suddenly wailed and followed Duan Zimu towards the operation room.
*
Operation room.
Duan Zimu directed Yan Gui to do things, take eggs, cut peppers, wash dried incense, cut meat into shreds...
Yan Gui wandered around busily, and finally looked at the leisurely Duan Zimu and asked unbearably: "Can you cook? Do you know how to fry scrambled eggs with chili?"
After glancing at Yan Gui, Duan Zimu said nothing, but he acted like a mysterious expert saying "I'll show you my skills tonight."
Yan Gui was full of distrust. After looking at him with disdain, he prepared the materials for him one by one with the thought of breaking the pot.
Duan Zimu put the pot on the pot and turned on the gas stove.
Next, I heard the sound of jingling bells in the operation room——
"Damn it, this is the first time I've seen eggs put in before the oil is hot!"
"Fire! You've set the pot on fire!"
"Duan Zimu, I really believe in your evil deeds, so I believe that you can handle a few small dishes!"
"Have you never cooked anything other than barbecue?!"
…
The entire operation room was filled with the screams of Yan Gui's collapse.
Mo Shangjun, who was still waiting, felt something was wrong when he heard the sound, so he got up and walked to the operation room.
As a result, as soon as she entered this road, she saw Bu Yirong and Su Bei who had rushed over after hearing the sound.
As for Duan Zimu, he calmly turned off the gas stove, then picked up the lid of the pot and put it on the burning pot. Those who didn't know it thought he was helping to deal with the trouble, and everything was well planned.
The burning smell wafting from the pot successfully betrayed Duan Zimu, who was calm and composed.
Three words suddenly flashed into Mo Shangyun's mind - pretending to be a brat.
The initial admiration for Duanzi's image of "a humble young man, as gentle as jade" suddenly disintegrated.
Mo Shangjun was crying and holding his forehead.
Su Bei laughed shamelessly, "You're so capable. You can set the kitchen on fire when you cook a dish. I haven't seen you with such skill in so many years. Having said that, if you don't know how to cook but still want to cook, you are not afraid of the cooks."