Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 278 She will never give up!
In the room, everything was quiet.

Su Man didn't know what time it was, the lights in Mo Yun Mo Yue's room had already been turned off.

Suman closed the door and was leaned against the door, feeling cold for a while.

Her eyes were already dry and a little sore.

Suman stood for a while before heading to the bathroom.

She turned on the shower and just stood there.

Suman raised the temperature by a few degrees. Under the hot water, she finally felt a little warmth.

Through the hazy mirror of the weapon, Suman saw a ruddy face, but why was her heart so cold?
Suman put his body close to the hot water, wanting to warm it up, but the position of his heart seemed to be sealed by ice, revealing the coldness of his heart.

Suman stayed in the bathroom for a long time before coming out wrapped in a towel.

She wiped her hair randomly with a towel a few times, walked to the bed, and looked at the dark night outside, the rain was still falling, tick tock.

Suman took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and took a puff. The scent of nicotine lingered in her nose, and her head became a little clearer. Her big eyes were sober and clearer than ever before.

Suman's face flashed from time to time, and the flashes of smoke burned between his fingers.

The nicotine in the room was getting stronger and stronger, Suman looked at the dripping rain outside, and made a decision in his heart.

Suman stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, she closed the window, locked the door, took out her pajamas from the box, changed into them, and lay on the bed.

In the quiet night, Suman's eyes were wide open in the darkness.

The sound of rain fell into Suman's ears.

I don't know how long it took, but Suman still didn't fall asleep, and then a deep steam whistle sounded.

Suman's eyes moved, but his body still didn't move.

Mo Ziqian parked the car beside the garden, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.

There was some tiredness on his face.

When Mo Ziqian walked in, the room was dark. He knew that Su Man and the children had fallen asleep.

Mo Ziqian first went to Mo Yun Mo Yue's room to stand for a while, then he walked out of the room, took a few steps upstairs as usual, and suddenly remembered that Su Man no longer lived upstairs.

He stood on the edge of the stairs, paused for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the small room on the side.

Suman lay on the bed, listening to the footsteps outside the door.

She knew that Mo Ziqian was back.

Click, Suman heard a sound of twisting the handle from the door.

The door was locked, but Mo Ziqian did not open the door. He looked at the locked door, his eyes darkened.

Mo Ziqian turned around and walked upstairs.

Su Man heard Mo Ziqian's footsteps getting farther and farther away.

After a long while, Su Man didn't hear the sound, presumably Mo Ziqian would not come in.

Mo Ziqian stepped on the first step with one foot and paused.

It was pitch black upstairs, and there was no warmth in the air.

Mo Ziqian turned around and walked into the hall. He took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, walked to the side, opened the lid and drank.

Mo Ziqian finished a bottle of wine in silence, and walked out the door with a blushing face.

Suman listened to the sound of the rain, and suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the window.

Then, Suman heard the window being pushed open, and then he heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Mo Ziqian is here again.

Suman didn't know what mood he was in.

She closed her eyes and tried to breathe evenly.

Mo Ziqian's eyes shone faintly in the darkness.

He walked directly to the bed, took off his clothes and got on the bed.

Mo Ziqian lay on the bed, and stretched out his arms to hold Su Man in his arms.

Su Man didn't struggle and let Mo Ziqian hug her.

If it was before today, Suman would still be a little happy.

At this time, Suman clearly understood a sentence, the farthest distance between hearts is not how far apart, but that we are clearly close to two stars but can't feel it.

Mo Ziqian's hands tightened a little, as if he wanted to rub Suman into his body.

He closed his eyes and smelled the faint fragrance of Suman's body.

Mo Ziqian's body carried an unfamiliar scent, which was the rouge on a woman's body.

Suman felt a little disgusted in his heart, but his body still didn't move.

Mo Ziqian pressed Suman on his chest, and Suman smelled alcohol.

She frowned slightly, but still did not push Mo Ziqian away.

Su Man leaned against Mo Ziqian's arms and did not fall asleep.

The sound of the rain outside the house was still ticking.

Later, Suman couldn't keep his eyes open, so he gradually fell asleep.

The next day, when Su Man woke up, Mo Ziqian was no longer around.

Suman stretched out his hands and stretched his body, finally breathing freely.

Suman got up, feeling a little dizzy, with a blocked nose, as if he had caught a cold.

Suman got up a little tired. She put on her clothes and walked out of the room. She found some cold medicine in the hall and took it.

Su Man glanced at Mo Yun Mo Yue outside the door, then went back to the room and fell asleep.

In the afternoon, when Suman woke up, his cold was much better.

Suman went back to the room, changed a set of clothes and went out.

She went directly to the bank and transferred the card that Mr. Mo gave her to her account.

Suman thought of Mr. Mo, and immediately went to the flower shop to buy a large bunch of yellow and chrysanthemums, and came to Babaoshan.

Suman came here again, and his heart has calmed down a lot.

Su Man knew about Master Mo's tombstone. It was a place with good geomantic omen, and it was at the highest point.

When Suman walked to the top, he was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Suman raised his eyes and unexpectedly saw a long figure.

Suman's footsteps stopped.

Mo Ziqian in front seemed to sense Suman's presence, turned around and saw Suman immediately.

There was a distance between them, but Mo Ziqian recognized Su Man immediately.

Mo Ziqian moved his lips, and Su Man met Mo Ziqian's gaze.

At this time, it seemed too hypocritical for Suman to turn around.

Suman stepped forward with both feet.

Mo Ziqian watched Suman approach and stood beside him.

Suman put down the yellow and chrysanthemums in his hands, bowed deeply to Mr. Mo's tombstone, and stood up.

Suman looked at the photo of Mr. Mo and whispered in his heart.

Mo Ziqian's eyes fell on Su Man's face, his black eyes were deep.

He never expected Suman to come.

Mo Ziqian's gaze made it difficult for Suman to ignore his existence.

Finally, Suman finished his worship and went down the mountain.

Su Man didn't call Mo Ziqian, in fact, she really wanted to pretend, but unfortunately those smiling faces in the past seemed to have long gone when facing Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian watched Suman drift away.

Seeing that Suman was about to walk down the mountain.

Mo Ziqian said, "Suman."

Suman paused in his forward steps, but did not turn around.

Mo Ziqian walked to Su Man's side with his slender legs.

Su Man smelled the faint mint smell on Mo Ziqian's body, but did not speak.

Mo Ziqian reached out and grabbed Su Man's wrist, saying, "Let's go back together."

Su Man listened to Mo Ziqian's voice, but did not speak.

Mo Ziqian dragged Suman down the mountain.

Not far away, a smaller figure came out from the inside, but he didn't see Mo Ziqian's figure, and immediately looked around.

Wen Xinlan saw Mo Ziqian who was about to go down the mountain, and immediately ran after him.

"Brother Qian!"

Wen Xinlan shouted from behind.

Hearing the woman's voice, Su Man paused, and broke free from Mo Ziqian's palm.

Mo Ziqian didn't allow it, but Suman's hand was like a greasy eel, he couldn't grasp it.

Wen Xinlan came to Mo Ziqian's side. When she saw Su Man, her eyes widened immediately, and she said, "Sister!"

Suman's body was obviously taken aback, and the photo he saw yesterday flashed back to his mind.

Wen Xinlan knew Su Man's appearance last time, and the reason why she didn't say it was because the time was wrong.

This time, Wen Xinlan clearly felt that there was a problem between Mo Ziqian and Su Man.

Wen Xinlan's voice made Mo Ziqian turn his eyes and stare at Wen Xinlan.

Suman's mind was cold, but there was a bright smile on his face.

Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man's smile and didn't like it at all.

He seemed to see that Suman had disguised himself again. The mask on his face was so thick that no one was allowed to peep.

Suman laughed, "My mother passed away very young, and I don't remember that I have a younger sister."

Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man, Wen Xinlan listened to Su Man's words, she really did not expect Su Man to have such an answer in her heart, after a moment of astonishment, her face returned to a weak look.

Wen Xinlan whispered, "I'm sorry, you look too much like my sister."

Suman laughed, "Hehe, what a coincidence?"

Looking at Su Man's smile, Mo Ziqian couldn't see Su Man clearly.

Su Man looked at Mo Ziqian and smiled, "Mr. Mo, since you have someone else with you, I don't have to go with you. Let's go first!"

After Su Man finished speaking, he passed Mo Ziqian and walked forward.

When Su Man passed by Mo Ziqian, a bad premonition vaguely rose in Mo Ziqian's heart.

If he didn't grab Suman's hand, Suman would disappear and he would never find it again.

Suman's faint fragrance lingered in Mo Ziqian's breath. When Suman passed by Mo Ziqian, strands of her long hair fluttered in the air, floating in the air, and fell on Mo Ziqian's forehead.

Although Mo Ziqian was wearing a shirt, he still felt the gentle movement of Suman's long hair.

At that moment, Mo Ziqian made a move.

He grabbed Suman's wrist to prevent Suman from leaving.

Suman walked forward, only to realize that he couldn't move, and his body was pulled back by a force.

Su Man paused, feeling depressed.

Just now, Su Man saw two bouquets of yellow, chrysanthemum and flowers in front of Mr. Mo's stele, and immediately thought that there should be two people coming.

When Mo Ziqian asked her to go with him, Su Man wanted to agree.

Suman's character does not allow her to accept such treatment as a substitute. She is Suman, the unique Suman.

She will never give up!
Su Man turned his head to the side and looked at Mo Ziqian holding her palm, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

Mo Ziqian looked at Su Man's beautiful face, his black eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Man didn't give Mo Ziqian a look. He raised his other hand, broke away from Mo Ziqian's palm, and walked forward again.

Suman's back was straight and not bent at all, it seemed that she could leave with the attitude of a winner!

Mo Ziqian's hands were empty, watching Su Man's back gradually walk away, his heart seemed to be empty.

(End of this chapter)