belated marriage

"Yueyue." Mother Zheng came out of the room without making a sound, interrupting the quarrel of several people.

Seeing Zheng's mother, Zheng's father was a little guilty, let alone favoring Zheng Miao on the bright side, so he could only make big things small, small things down, and educate the two of them a little, and the matter will be over.

"Mom." Zheng Chuyue felt wronged when she saw Zheng's mother, and her voice was crying.

Mother Zheng also felt sorry for her daughter, the daughter she raised in the palm of her hand, when the critical period came, there was an extra illegitimate daughter who robbed her of Zheng's property.

That little bitch wants to marry Mo Tingyuan and become Mrs. Mo, don't even think about it!

"Okay." Mother Zheng hugged her and patted her on the back lightly, "Didn't Mom teach you not to show your vulnerability in front of outsiders, or you will be laughed at by others."

As she spoke, Mother Zheng's cold eyes fell on Zheng Miao.

Zheng Miao, who was unwilling to be reconciled, was stared at by her, and the hatred in his heart was even more endless.

Her mother had a chance to marry her father, but it was Mrs. Zheng who robbed her father and made her an illegitimate daughter.

But the source of all these crimes is not Mrs. Zheng or Zheng Chuyue, but her good father.

She obediently stood behind Zheng's father, trying to play the image of a good daughter, but the hatred in her heart grew day by day.

The Zheng family caused her mother to die in depression, and she will never let anyone go!

Zheng Miao pursed her lips tightly, stood beside Zheng's father, her eyes were flushed, and said, "Dad, shouldn't I come back? Mom told me that Dad and her really love each other. She doesn't ask for anything, so she doesn't ask for anything. I hope that I will disturb your life, it is my fault, I..."

Seeing his daughter's face resembling that of his deceased predecessor, Zheng's father softened his heart, sighed, and comforted him: "This matter is not your fault. I was the one who found you first and made you lose your job."

"But I can't help you, I'm so useless!" Zheng Miao said, tears falling down at the right time, looking very pitiful.

Seeing his daughter being so wronged, Zheng's father felt even more helpless, and gradually became impatient with Zheng's mother and Zheng Chuyue.

Zheng Miao looked up and saw Father Zheng's impatient look, and looked at Zheng Chuyue's mother and daughter pitifully, without saying a word, acting out the scene's hurt to the extreme.

"Chu Yue, you and mother go back to the room first, and if you have something to say, don't you see your sister sad?"

Zheng Chuyue snorted and said, "An illegitimate daughter, why should I care about her feelings!"

Although Mother Zheng didn't say a word, her indifferent expression was enough to explain everything.

Father Zheng felt guilty, so he could only suppress his anger and proposed to take Zheng Miao out to relax.

The farces of the two sisters of the Zheng family were staged one after another, and Lin Chuqi relaxed a lot because of this.

After all, she has a broken leg and can't walk around freely. Her father lives in China, so she is a little worried.

"Don't worry about Uncle Lin." Wen Ran pushed the door and walked in, with excitement on hearing the gossip on his face.

Lin Chuqi raised her eyebrows and asked, "Have you arranged bodyguards to protect my dad?"

Wen Ran chuckled, "Of course I don't have such a big battle anymore, but someone has!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Tingyuan pushed the door and walked in, exuding coldness all over his body.

Wen Ran winked at her, signaling that Mo Tingyuan was behind her back to help her arrange everything.

Lin Chuqi looked at Mo Tingyuan's unbelievably good-looking face, and felt mixed feelings in his heart.

"Your father is fine, don't worry for now." Mo Tingyuan seemed to see her thoughts, and said proactively.

"Thank you." Lin Chuqi said.

The room fell silent.

Wen Ran, who was most afraid of such a scene, rubbed the goose bumps on her arms, and decided to slip away.

"You guys are chatting, I have something to do, so let's go first."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Ran had already rushed out of the ward, leaving only a back.

Lin Chuqi couldn't laugh or cry.

She stared at Mo Tingyuan in the ward. She couldn't stand the silence, so she took the initiative to say, "I heard from Sister Ran that you arranged someone to protect my father?"

"I found out that the person who knocked you down had contacted both Zheng Chuyue and Zheng Miao three days ago." Mo Tingyuan's eyes grew colder, and he continued: "This bet was actually initiated by him."

Lin Chuqi frowned violently.

Both Zheng Chuyue and Zheng Miao have contacted that person?

"They really are two sisters." She smiled mockingly.

Mo Tingyuan said, "It's no different from an enemy."

Thinking of the scene of Zheng Chuyue and Zheng Miao fighting each other, Lin Chuqi nodded in agreement, then thought of the document Zhang Miaomiao gave her before leaving, and she started looking for her phone.

Seeing her wandering eyes, looking left and right, Mo Tingyuan asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Mobile phone." Her voice was muffled.

"Your father is fine." Mo Tingyuan thought she was worried about Father Lin, so he said proactively.

Lin Chuqi said, "I haven't finished my work yet, I want to call Miao Miao."

The corner of Mo Tingyuan's mouth twitched, but he still found her mobile phone from the drawer of the bedside table.

She quickly called Zhang Miaomiao and learned that she was still in the hospital and had to work. Zhang Miaomiao persuaded and persuaded her, but still did not give up her determination, so she could only send her the documents.

For the next three days, Lin Chuqi worked in the hospital.

Knowing that she was hospitalized, Mrs. Smith visited her several times, and at the same time showed her attitude.

At the beginning, Mrs. Smith thought that if Lin Chuqi transferred the main force of the company to China, the overall level of employees in country m would be greatly reduced. Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

So Mrs. Smith hoped that the two sides still have opportunities for cooperation.

Lin Chuqi readily agreed.

She didn't expect to be able to talk about the next job when she was hospitalized. Lin Chuqi was in a good mood, and her appetite improved a lot even at night.

But looking at her increasingly mellow self in the mirror, Lin Chuqi secretly sighed.

In addition, Mo Ting sat in her ward without moving, not saying a word, which made her very uncomfortable.

This morning.

Lin Chuqi woke up naturally after sleeping, opened his eyes and didn't see Du Mo Tingyuan's figure, thinking that he would not come today, so he changed to a comfortable position and lay down, while looking at the documents sent by Zhang Miaomiao.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Mo Ting pushed the door away and walked in, holding a silver-gray thermos bucket in his hand.

When Lin Chuqi heard the movement, she raised her head and bumped into Mo Tingyuan's eyes that were as dark as ink.

"Wake up, I packed a pig's trotter soup, drink some?"

Lin Chuqi had rejection written all over her face.

"no appetite."

She ate a lot.

Mo Tingyuan didn't speak, he quietly opened the thermos and filled a small bowl of soup.

The soup is white and rich, with only a small amount of oil floating on it, sprinkled with a little green onion, which inexplicably increases the appetite.

Lin Chuqi couldn't help swallowing when she smelled the fragrance.

Mo Tingyuan saw her expression clearly, and suddenly felt a little bit of teasing her, and directly took the bowl to drink by himself.

Lin Chuqi let out a "hey" before he looked up at her and asked, "Don't you want to drink? Don't waste it."

The corner of Lin Chuqi's mouth twitched, she couldn't believe that such words could come out of Mo Tingyuan's mouth.