married wife

Chapter 36

As night fell, on the top floor of Xinchen Group in London, England, Lian Mochen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, and brought it to his mouth to take a deep breath, exhaling a white smoke ring.

Even the first time Mo Chen smoked so heavily, he forced himself not to think about anything, but the more he was unwilling to think about it, the clearer his memory became.

The eight-year-old girl in his memory, with a small white face and long black hair, was deeply imprinted in his mind. He thought that time would make him forget everything, but ever since he received a call from Lian Moxuan, the girl in his memory has been Happened in his mind so much that he made this decision.

He even made an appointment with Su Ziying, what was he afraid of?Doing things against one's own will quite means that there is no 300 taels of silver here.

At this time, the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was already half dark, and it was less than an hour before the time he agreed with Su Ziying.Lian Mochen's heart was tangled, do you really want to do this?

The ringtone of the mobile phone broke his thoughts. Lian Mochen picked up the mobile phone, saw the name displayed on it, and slid down the answer button: "Zi Ying!"

"Mochen, I just got off work and I'm about to go to your company. What's wrong with you today? I hear your voice muffled. Is there something in the company that bothers you?" Su Ziying on the other end of the phone stepped on a ten-centimeter The high heels made a crisp sound as they walked on the marble floor of the company lobby.

She was at work before, and even Mo Chen called her, but she didn't care, but the more she thought about it, the more something went wrong.

"It's nothing, I just want to go to the bar for a drink with you guys, remember not to let Yiwei and Chi Jing know about this." Lian Mochen rubbed his temples.

"So mysterious? What are you doing?" Su Ziying remembered very clearly that even Mo Chen usually went to entertainment venues without those two guys. How could he deliberately avoid them today?

"There's something wrong, just don't let them know, that's it, let's 'Ghost' meet." After speaking, Lian Mochen hung up the phone resolutely, not giving Su Ziying a chance to continue asking.

Su Ziying looked at the phone and was about to speak when a busy tone came from the phone.

Ghost is the largest bar located in the busiest area of ​​the streets of London. There are mixed fish and dragons here, but no one dares to make trouble here.

As big as the presidents of major companies, as small as the international students at school, they all come here to find excitement. Even Mo Chen and his two brothers are regular visitors here, and sometimes they call Su Ziying, but they don't call her every time they come. .

The three big men don't care about them, but Su Ziying is a woman, and she looks like an oriental woman, and she exudes aristocratic air in her gestures. explain.

Su Ziying arrived at the 'Ghost', and habitually walked to the box designated by Lian Mochen on weekdays, but when she passed the bar, she found a familiar figure.

Su Ziying thought she had read it wrong, so she walked over to make sure: "Mo Chen? Why are you here?"

Isn't he usually low-key, luxurious and connotative?Everywhere he goes is a box, and he doesn't want some people with evil intentions to have the opportunity to climb up on him.

But today, he actually drinks at the bar in the bar lobby. Doesn't this give the girls around him a chance to strike up a conversation with him?

Lian Mochen raised his eyebrows: "It's quite stylish to change places occasionally. I just realized now that the atmosphere in the lobby is really good."

"That's right, you ghost? Yiwei and Chi Jing said that you've been weird all this time, but you didn't say anything, are you in a hurry?" Su Ziying roared, she couldn't care less about her ladylike demeanor at this time, Even if everyone around her looked at her, she still wanted to say that this kid should not be allowed to be so decadent.

(End of this chapter)