Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 277
Mo Ziqian approached Suman, wanting to hear what Suman was saying.

But when Mo Ziqian approached, Su Man didn't speak anymore.

Mo Ziqian's black eyes locked on Suman until dawn.

Suman opened his eyes and stretched his body. It was already cold around him.

This feeling is just like Suman's heart now.

She seemed a little disappointed.

Su Man has been thinking that she and Mo Ziqian didn't have such a good start, and their marriage was just a deal.

Suman told herself that she didn't have to care.

However, Suman still felt a little uncomfortable.

Suman lay on the bed for a while before getting up.

Suman accidentally bumped into his injured arm again, grinning in pain.

It didn't seem to be so painful yesterday, but today it is serious.

Suman pulled off his clothes and was about to see the wound on his arm.

With a click, the door opened.

Suman looked towards the door and pulled up the clothes on his arms.

Mo Ziqian stood at the door and said with a faint smile, "Mrs. Mo, it's time to eat."

Mo Ziqian brought the fried eggs in front of Su Man.

Suman didn't even look at it, and was about to leave after throwing off the quilt.

Mo Ziqian said, "Mrs. Mo, I made it. Try it."

Suman turned his face to the side and said, "I'm a little thirsty and want to drink water."

Suman got off the ground, walked to the side, picked up the water bottle and drank a few mouthfuls of warm water.

Suman walked into the bathroom, and after washing up, Suman walked out of the bathroom.

Mo Ziqian was still in the room, Su Man didn't eat the breakfast made by Mo Ziqian, but went to get a set of clothes from the closet, and went into the bathroom.

When Suman changed his clothes and came out, Mo Ziqian was still sitting by the bed, staring at Suman.

Mo Ziqian was in the room, and Su Man walked out without changing his dressing, pretending that Mo Ziqian didn't exist.

Mo Ziqian watched Suman walk out of the room, and he put the food on the dining table outside.

Su Man went straight into Mo Yun Mo Yue's room and never came out.

Mo Ziqian stood at the door, he had a lot to say in his heart, but he didn't say a word.

Su Man seemed to sense what Mo Ziqian was going to say, but she just didn't want to give Mo Ziqian a chance.

Yesterday, Mo Ziqian received a call. The doctor said that he had found several people with the same blood type as Wen Xinlan in Yecheng.

Wen Xinlan needed a lot of blood, fearing that those people would disagree, the doctor asked Mo Ziqian to go there.

Mo Ziqian sat in the hospital for a while, read through the materials of those people one by one, and asked Li Ai to deal with them.

Mo Ziqian originally wanted to tell Su Man that he would send Wen Xinlan abroad after he cured her illness, and he had nothing to do with Wen Xinlan.

But Suman just couldn't come out.

Sitting on the sofa in the hall, Mo Ziqian looked towards Mo Yun Mo Yue's room.

Suddenly, Mo Ziqian's cell phone rang again.

Mo Ziqian frowned, not wanting to answer the phone at all.

But the phone was still ringing, and Mo Ziqian had no choice but to answer it.

Wen Xinlan's weak voice came from over there, "Brother Qian, have you bought the flowers yet? I've already bought them, and I'm waiting for you in the hospital."
Hearing what Wen Xinlan said, Mo Ziqian frowned even more.

Mo Ziqian pursed his thin lips tightly, but did not make a sound.

Wen Xinlan seemed to think of Mo Ziqian's displeasure, she paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Brother Qian, sister must have been waiting for us to see her for a long time, should we go earlier?"

Hearing what Wen Xinlan said, Mo Ziqian moved his thin lips and said, "You are waiting for me in the hospital."

After Mo Ziqian finished speaking, he looked at Mo Yun Mo Yue's room again, but Su Man still didn't come out.

Mo Ziqian stood up and walked out of the hall.

Soon, a whistle sounded.

Su Man stood up after hearing Mo Ziqian leave.

Suman had been squatting for a long time, and when he stood up, his body was a little unsteady, and he shook a few times before standing up.

Suman walked out of Mo Yun Moyue's room, went to find some food to eat, and then returned to the room.

Suman thought of the dream last night. She hadn't paid homage to her relatives for a long time.

Su Man walked out of Mo's residence without changing his dressing.

Coincidentally, Su Man's mother was also buried in Yecheng.

Suman was wearing dark clothes. She didn't take the bus this time, but took a taxi to a flower shop, bought some white chrysanthemums, and then took a taxi to Babaoshan Public Collection.

There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

When Suman's car arrived at Babao Mountain, it started to rain suddenly on a sunny day.

The rain is neither big nor small, dancing in the sky.

Suman raised his eyes to look at the sky, and he didn't have an umbrella on him, so they all came to the foot of Babao Mountain, and walked up in the rain.

This is Suman's first visit to his mother's cemetery.

She felt a little heavy in her heart.

Suman thought of her mother's blurred face last night, and almost couldn't remember her face.

Only after Suman became a mother did she know the feeling of blood being thicker than water.

Suman went to the cemetery to ask about his mother's cemetery, and walked alone on Babao Mountain.

Looking around, there are rows of tombstones.

Suman walked to his mother's tombstone, looked at the photos pasted on it, and felt sour in his heart, hot in his eyes, and almost burst into tears.

Suman tried her best to hold back, she looked up at the sky, looked at the drizzle, and choked back her tears.

Suman lowered his head again, his eyes had returned to normal.

She put the white chrysanthemum in front of her mother's tombstone, and looked at her mother's face that was almost the same as her own.

Suman knelt down.

She looked at the tombstones next to her mother, and there were many white chrysanthemums on them. Only in front of her mother's monument were the white chrysanthemums she sent.

Su Man felt sour again. All these years, her mother was here alone, with no one to visit her. One can imagine how lonely she must be.

For a moment, Suman's heart turned a thousand times.

She knelt in front of her mother's stele, motionless.

She seemed to want to make up for all the time she hadn't come all these years.

Suman's clothes were wet from the rain and stuck to his body. The wound on his arm started to hurt again, but Suman still didn't get up.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Suman's hair was completely wet.

Suman finally moved. She kowtowed three times to her mother's tombstone before standing up.

She said, "Mom, I'll come and see you next time!"

After Suman finished speaking, he glanced at his mother again, then turned and left.

Suman stood on the hillside, looking down.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in Suman's eyes.

Sometimes, when you like someone, no matter how far away the other person is, you can recognize him with just one glance.

Mo Ziqian and Wen Xinlan stood in front of a tombstone with a photo of a young woman.

Wen Xinlan put down the chrysanthemum, and Mo Ziqian also put down the chrysanthemum in his hand.

Wen Xinlan said, "Sister, brother Qian and I have come to see you."

Mo Ziqian didn't speak, Li Ai behind him hit Mo Ziqian's head with an umbrella, and another man in black held an umbrella on Wen Xinlan's head.

Wen Xinlan said again, "Sister, I miss you very much."

Wen Xinlan started to cry, and said, "I know my sister will definitely miss me, but don't worry, brother Qian will take care of me."

Wen Xinlan watched the rain outside getting heavier and heavier, she looked at Mo Ziqian and said, "Brother Qian, let's go, it's raining heavily."

Mo Ziqian glanced at the photo of the woman on the tombstone before leaving.

Su Man watched Mo Ziqian and the petite woman walk down the hill and get into the car.

At this time, Su Man unexpectedly came to the tombstone where Mo Ziqian was standing just now.

When Suman's eyes fell on the photo of the woman on the tombstone, it was as if she was covered by something. Her mind went blank, and she couldn't even feel everything around her.

Suman looked at the black and white photo, and instantly thought of his former self.

She is so similar to the woman in the photo.

She almost thought it was a picture of herself.

Suman took another look carefully to confirm that he was not dazzled.

Suman looked at the name on the inscription again, Wen Ruyu.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit his body with pain, but Suman didn't feel it.

Her right arm was soaked, and the wrapped wound was a little painful, and it was faintly whitish.

Suman's feet seemed to be nailed, and he couldn't move a single step.

The images in Suman's mind were intertwined, no wonder they met.

Su Man still remembered that when Mo Ziqian met Su Man, he was sitting in a wheelchair and said, "I want to marry you!"

A WeChat, the first time a stranger met, Mo Ziqian said such words.

Later, Mo Ziqian was very kind to Su Man. Su Man once thought that Mo Ziqian had taken a fancy to the child in Suman's womb, but he didn't think he had taken a fancy to Suman's face.

I see.

Suman's heart ached, his eyes blurred, and the heat that hadn't flowed out just now dripped down instantly.

Tears are gradually cooling down in the mixture of rain.

His face was wet.

Suman couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.

In Suman's memory, she seldom shed tears and always had a smiling face. Even when she did such a shameful thing back then, she never shed tears.

Everyone thought she was heartless, but in fact, she just tried her best to suppress those sourness.

Suman didn't know how long he stayed in the cemetery. When Suman went down the mountain, it was dark.

It was already raining, and now the sky looked even more gloomy, as if overhead.

Suman walked to the road and looked left and right, but no taxi passed by.

Suman had no choice but to walk forward. She didn't know how long she walked until the street lights came on before she saw a taxi passing by.

However, the taxi driver didn't take Suman. He saw Suman's wet body and ran away.

Finally, Suman got on a bus.

She got off the bus in the city center and took two more buses to get to Mofu Mountain.

Suman was very cold, the wind blew past, and he shivered uncontrollably.

The injury on Suman's right arm no longer hurts.

She hugged her chest and walked forward again.

When Su Man walked into Mo Mansion, he lost all feeling in his legs.

She was so cold that her lips turned purple.

The clothes are tightly attached to the body, and every step will leave a footprint.

Suman saw that there was only one light in Mo's house, and paused for a few seconds before she walked in.

The butler was worried about Suman and hadn't come back after going out for a day.

When the butler saw Suman, he immediately shouted, "Young Madam, where have you been, you're soaked through."

Suman didn't want to worry the housekeeper, so he said with a smile, "A friend of mine passed away. After singing, I frolicked with them for a while, even in the rain for a while, and it became like this, haha!"

Suman's words were not convincing at all, and Suman's smile looked very discordant.

The housekeeper didn't even bother.

The housekeeper said, "Young Madam, go and change your clothes. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare ginger soup for you."

Suman nodded and smiled, "Thank you, butler."

Suman walked to the downstairs room and sneezed involuntarily.

The butler looked at Suman's back, feeling worried.

(End of this chapter)