Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 32 Photos
Speaking of which, she made a big mistake, and she was instantly annoyed.

Mama Liu slapped her thigh: "Young master hasn't had a birthday for so many years, I almost forgot! Look at my memory, I should have reminded Yanyan earlier!"

Wen Yan stood up weakly: "Forget it, it's okay, I'll go find him."

It seemed easy to say, but she felt a little trembling in her heart, and she didn't even have the courage to enter the study.

She brewed black tea and took it to the door of the study, raised her hand and knocked on the door, and there was a voice from Mo Tingchen mixed with anger: "Get out!"

Knowing that she couldn't back down now, she pushed the door hard and walked in: "I didn't know it was your birthday today..."

Mark Tingchen casually smashed the book in his hand on the ground, his face covered with frost: "Get out!"

Wen Yan bent down to pick up the book, but saw him walking out like the wind.

She had a premonition that the next time he came home, she didn't know when, and she couldn't just let him leave like this. She called out in a begging tone: "Mark Tingchen! You can ask me to do anything...Help me once!"

Mark Tingchen stopped in his tracks, as if he was thinking about something.

A few seconds later, he turned around abruptly and walked up to her, reaching out and pinching her chin: "Really? You are always so generous for others!"

The black tea in her hand fell to the ground, the glass was shattered into slag, and the hot black tea invaded through the thin slippers. Even after this series of cooling, it still made her feet tingle.

"Aren't you the same? You are not stingy and gentle to everyone, but not to me." Her voice trembled a little.

"Heh... Are you worthy?!" He sneered and pushed her away.

She slammed into the chair with her lower back, and felt a dull pain. She held back the pain without letting out a sound, and stood firm with her hands on the desk: "Yes... I don't deserve it. Since you hate me so much, why do you have to let me stay by your side?" ?! You should let me roll away so that I can never see it!"

Mark Tingchen didn't speak, his whole body was wrapped in a cold breath, as if he was about to explode at any moment.

Wen Yan was ready to bear it, and at this moment, Butler Lin walked into the study: "Madam, the gift you prepared for the young master has fallen behind."

Mark Tingchen stared at the gift box in Lin Butler's hand, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Butler Lin gratefully, but also a little guilty.

Everyone hoped that she and Mark Tingchen could get along well, but from the very beginning, it was impossible...

After putting down the gift box, Butler Lin went out and closed the study door behind him.

Mo Tingchen calmed down a bit, pulled his chair and sat down, took out a cigarette in annoyance, caught a glimpse of the figure in front of him, and threw the cigarette on the ground again: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Wen Yan took a deep breath, and didn't reveal the matter about the gift: "I've said everything I wanted to say."

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence, and in the end, she still failed to keep him.

After Mo Tingchen left, she silently tidied up the study room. Seeing that the bookshelf was a little messy, she tidied it up by the way.

Suddenly, a photo fell out of a book, and she picked it up curiously to check. In the photo, it was the day when she entered Mu's house when she was eight years old, holding Mo Tingchen's hand.

She had seen this photo in the newspaper, but she hadn't seen a single finished product. How could Mo Tingchen have it?Could it be...he deliberately stayed?

This idea was quickly rejected by her. Maybe he just accepted it casually and forgot where he put it?The book with the photos in it was very old, and it was not the type he liked to read. He must have not read it for many years.

It was another sleepless night. After leaving home, Mark Tingchen went directly to the 'Night Color' bar. Jing Shaoqing and Lin Sa arrived afterward and called a few girls to accompany the bar to cheer up.

The table in the booth is full of expensive wine. Jing Shaoqing is the most fun in this kind of place, and he is also the most typical "playboy" among the three. He is already a frequent visitor here. In his arms, he took all the orders without too much.

Lin Sa has been in a bad state recently, so he replaced the wine in front of him with fruit juice: "I can't do it anymore, I have a bad stomach recently, you can drink it yourself, I won't accompany you."

Jing Shaoqing teased him mercilessly: "Your stomach is suitable for soft food!"

Lin Sa rolled his eyes at him angrily: "My young master is not short of money, and I don't care for that soft meal!"

Mark Tingchen drank the wine in silence, exuding the aura of 'no one should enter' all over his body, his handsome face was only a perfect outline under the ambiguous light of the bar, wrapped in frost, no accompanying girl dared to approach he.

Seeing that he was not in a good mood, Jing Shaoqing half-jokingly said: "Tingchen, are you angry with your little daughter-in-law again? Women have to be pampered and coaxed, why don't you understand? It's your birthday today, she Why are you still making trouble with you? What happened to you two?"

Mark Tingchen didn't say a word, picked up his cell phone and made a call.

Half an hour later, the beautifully dressed Jiang Yanyan rushed to the bar and sat down beside Mo Tingchen, leaning her full breasts against the outside of his arm: "Brother Tingchen, people thought you wouldn't be looking for me today~ "

Mark Tingchen reached out and took her into his arms: "Drink with me."

Lin Sa and Jing Shaoqing shut up knowingly, and did not mention Wen Yan again.

Not long after, Mo Tingchen's eyes became drunk, Jiang Yanyan got up and went to the bathroom, and answered the phone: "Mom, I was with Brother Tingchen in the bar, I might not go back tonight..."

When she was talking, her cheeks blushed twice. Looking at her charming self in the mirror, she was full of confidence. As long as he was drunk, she would have a chance...

On the other end of the phone, Chen Han was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Get pregnant with Mark Tingchen's child as soon as possible, so that the Jiang family can be saved."

Jiang Yanyan pouted confidently: "Mom, I knew you loved me the most. You can only have one daughter like me in this life. That gentle word is not as good as a dog! Don't worry, I will definitely take the position and become Mu Mrs!"

Chen Han's voice became indifferent, and he didn't continue the chat: "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep first." After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Yanyan had never seen Chen Han being so indifferent to her before, and she felt a little unhappy, but when she thought that Mark Tingchen was still waiting for her, she fixed her makeup in front of the mirror, turned and returned to the booth.

Jing Shaoqing's kung fu for enlivening the atmosphere was first-class. He took the microphone and shouted, "Tonight, we, Young Master Mu, will pay the bill!"

Afterwards, the audience boiled to the extreme. Everyone knew that today was Mark Tingchen's birthday, but he didn't care about it...

Mo Tingchen knew very well in his heart that the gift that Butler Lin brought out was not prepared by her at all, but she was just too lazy to reveal it.

Mo Tingchen's depressed mood was incompatible with the boiling atmosphere in the bar. He didn't intend to leave until twelve o'clock in the night, even though he was almost drunk.

Jiang Yanyan was anxious, she put her arms around his waist and whispered in his ear: "Brother Tingchen... let's go to rest? You drank too much..."

(End of this chapter)