belated marriage

Luo Chen propped his chin and smiled meaningfully.

Seeing him like this, Lin Chuqi faintly felt that this Mr. Luo was hiding some small thoughts.

Before she could speak, Mo Tingyuan came down, smelling of alcohol all over his body, but his eyes were sober.

She looked at Mo Tingyuan in surprise, and said, "Mr. Mo is awake."

"Well, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Mo Tingyuan said, sitting casually opposite Luo Chen, with long legs crossed, one hand supporting the armrest of the sofa, with a tired look on his face.

Even so, Mo Tingyuan's face is still very attractive.

Lin Chuqi thought so.

She looked up and down Mo Tingyuan's face, her eyes were deep and sharp, and usually a look could shut up those who opposed him.

After all this time, he still hasn't changed.

It's just that her mood has changed.

After thinking about it, she looked back and focused on the computer.

But Mo Tingyuan noticed that her gaze was moving away, frowned slightly, looked at Luo Chen, and said: "It's getting late, I still have something to do, I have to go back."

"No, if there is anything to do at night, Brother Yuan, you can just stay at home for one night." Luo Chen said, standing up to stop him.

Seeing that Mo Tingyuan insisted on leaving, Luo Chen gave up trying to persuade him, and looked at Lin Chuqi helplessly.

Maybe seeing Lin Chuqi being so indifferent made me feel uncomfortable.

Luo Chen guessed in his heart, with a hint of ridicule.

Lin Chuqi didn't know what Luo Chen was thinking. Seeing that Mo Ting was about to leave, she got up and nodded to him, as farewell.

Seeing this situation, Mo Tingyuan felt even more irritable, and strode out of the living room.

Seeing this, Luo Chen could only ask the driver to drive him back.

He turned his head and saw Lin Chuqi sitting cross-legged on the sofa again, staring at the computer intently. She must have memorized the documents on it.

"Miss Lin, it's right to combine work and rest. Who can stand your all-night work!" Luo Chen looked out the door angrily, Mo Tingyuan had already walked away.

Lin Chuqi didn't understand his irritability, but felt that he was not in a good mood, so she raised her head and smiled, and said, "I'm still jet-lagged, so I'm not very sleepy."

Having talked so far, Luo Chen couldn't say anything more, so he just said "rest early" and went upstairs to rest.

On the other side, when Mo Tingyuan returned to Mo's house, the huge villa was full of lights, and as soon as he entered the door, it was as bright as day.

The servant had already rested, he pinched the center of his eyebrows wearily, thinking of Lin Chuqi's words, but he didn't feel sleepy.

He went to the wine cabinet, picked out a few bottles of wine, and went upstairs into the study with the glass in hand.

The study room is very quiet, and the clean glass can reflect some night scenes.

He looked at the gate with a dim expression and was silent for a moment before turning around and coming to the desk to pour himself a glass of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, he, who was already a little unconscious, became even more irritable.

He did wrong at the beginning, because of Yan Yan's death, he misunderstood Lin Chuqi and caused so much harm to her.

The bright and lively girl who used to be will no longer look at him with a bright smile and expectant eyes.

Invisibly, he seemed to realize what he had missed.

But it was only for a moment, and he lost that feeling.

He pinched the center of his eyebrows wearily, and drank another glass of wine.

When no one was watching, he drank one glass after another and finished two bottles. The alcohol was so strong that he was so drunk that he was dizzy.

He thought that if he formally apologized to Lin Chuqi and obtained her forgiveness, he might feel less uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Mo Ting sat far away on the leather seat, looking out the window with blurred eyes.

In the small garden illuminated by lights, Yanyan's favorite flowers are blooming.

Mo Yanyan's bright smile appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but squeeze the wine glass tightly.

"Yanyan, it's my brother who didn't protect you well!"

He muttered in a low voice, his eyes gradually lost.

"Knock down!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

Mo Tingyuan, who was not lightly drunk, didn't hear the knock on the door at all. He gradually fell into a dream. In the dream, there was Mo Yanyan calling his brother sweetly, and Lin Chuqi.

How could there be Lin Chuqi?

Moting was far from knowing.

But the doorknob was turned from the outside, and the door was slowly pushed open.

Zheng Chuyue walked into the study quietly, looking at Mo Tingyuan with burning eyes.

She heard that Mo Tingyuan was drunk, so she came here to take a look.

Mo Tingyuan is the only one in the huge Mo family now, and he is still drunk. With her just right company, maybe he can let him see her?

Zheng Chuyue thought so, and then came to Mo Tingyuan's side, and called out "Tingyuan" softly.

The drunk Moting was far from moving.

Seeing this, Zheng Chuyue patiently put away the wine bottles and glasses on the table, called the servant who was guarding the corridor, and said, "Don't bother me and Ting Yuan, he's drunk, I'll take care of him."

"Yes." The servant thought of the 20 that Zheng Chuyue had just transferred to her, and obediently took the things and went downstairs.

When Zheng Chuyue saw this, a look of disdain flashed across her eyes.

People who are open to money are easy to buy.

However, after the servant tiptoed downstairs, he was about to put down his things, when he looked up, he saw Forbe standing at the door of his room, looking at her coldly.

The servant shivered, and the wine bottle and cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the remaining wine spilled on the clean floor.

"Who came just now?" Forbe looked sharply at the servant.

She is new here, in charge of sanitation and cleaning. At the age of 21, how can she withstand the pressure of Uncle Fu's eyes? As soon as her body trembled, she said, "It's Miss Zheng. She said she saw that the husband was drunk, so come here." have a look."

"So you opened the door for her?" Uncle Forbe said, glaring at her fiercely, then immediately called two bodyguards and went upstairs directly.

Upstairs at this time, Zheng Chuyue greedily looked at Mo Tingyuan's good-looking features, and began to fantasize about the scene when she became Mrs. Mo in her mind.

She was Mo Tingyuan's childhood sweetheart, and Mrs. Mo's position was originally hers.

Now, she is finally getting what she deserves.

Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyue trembled slightly with excitement, stretched out her hand, and carefully unbuttoned Mo Tingyuan's shirt.

"Feel sorry."

Mo Tingyuan's sudden murmur made Zheng Chuyue fall back and sit on the ground in fright.

However, Mo Tingyuan called Lin Chuqi's name in a low voice, and then there was no movement.

Unexpectedly, he would call Lin Chuqi's name even when he was drunk, and Zheng Chuyue felt raging jealousy in her heart.

How can a woman like Lin Chuqi rob her!
Mo Tingyuan belongs to her, and the Mo Group will also belong to her in the future!
Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyue's heart skipped a beat, and she got up to unbutton Mo Tingyuan.

boom!
The door was pushed open vigorously, the loud noise frightened Zheng Chuyue, and she was still holding on to Mo Tingyuan's buttons with both hands.

Uncle Fu looked at Zheng Chuyue coldly, with displeasure in his voice: "Miss Zheng, what are you doing?"

Fu Bo still has some status in front of Mo Tingyuan, and now that his little thoughts have been discovered, Zheng Chuyue doesn't know what to do.