Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

After saying goodbye to an Qingyang, Su Mo entered the yard from the side door and looked at the bright study on the second floor. He stood downstairs of the villa for a long time before he took back his eyes.

Across a curtain, Su Mo and Qin Yang are almost looking at each other, but the woman doesn't know that Qin Yang has been looking at her.

I just said goodbye to another man, and now I don't want to go home. Su Mo completely angered Qin Yang.

Just at the door, Su Mo bent down and took off his shoes, but the housekeeper greeted him with a smile.

"Madam, are you back so early? Have you finished your meal? I'll ask the servant to cook some food for you now?"

Su Mo has always maintained a very good attitude towards the housekeeper. Perhaps the housekeeper treats them more like elders and cares about them everywhere.

"Uncle, thank you. I'll just have some."

She really didn't eat. Thinking about the contents of the treaty, she had to go home on time.

The housekeeper received the order and immediately turned to execute it.

Anyway, as long as the relationship between Qin Yang and Su Mo gradually gets better, he will have hope.

The housekeeper just went out and told the servant to cook dinner for Su Mo, received Qin Yang's message, and then turned back with a smile.

"Madam, sir, I'll wait for you in the study on the second floor. Let you go up!"

Obviously, the housekeeper is wrong.

"Looking for me?" Su Mo frowned. Why did he start looking for himself as soon as he came back? Isn't it time for spot check?

"Yes, sir, it seems that... I can't wait!"

The housekeeper said it very tactfully. In fact, Qin Yang's original words were "let Su Mo appear in my study within five minutes."

Within five minutes, I can't wait. There seems to be no equal relationship between the two. But the housekeeper's brain circuit equates the two.

Reluctantly shaking his head, Su Mo put down his handbag and walked upstairs with slippers.

The door of the study was half closed. It seemed that Qin Yang was waiting for Su Mo, so he didn't close the door.

At home, there are fewer scruples. What's more, it was Qin Yang who asked her to come back to live this time, so Su Mo was more unscrupulous.

"Are you looking for me? What's up?"

Su Mo pushed the door open and walked slowly to the desk. Qin Yang stared at the computer screen and ignored her meaning.

Looking at the man's cold appearance, Su Mo had nothing to say, but suddenly remembered what happened last night, there were still many doubts.

"By the way, I have a few questions for you. Last night..."

Su Mo just said these four words, and immediately felt a bunch of sharp eyes stabbing himself directly, almost restraining his breathing.

Although threatened, the truth we should know still needs to be known. Su Mo raised his head and looked at each other.

"What happened last night? Yaozi only told me some things. She asked me to ask you the rest."

Looking for a substitute for the dead, Su Mo brought the topic to others, but still said his purpose.

"What do you want to know?"

Like the sound from hell, without any temperature. Qin Yang's eyes were cold and expressionless.

"I remember it's not the first time I warned you. Don't make any more moths for me. Are you so short of men? I really want to take a picture of you last night and show you, ha ha."

"How can I provoke you? Didn't I just drink two more glasses of wine? I don't remember that the agreement forbids me to drink."

Su Mo retorted.

Qin Yang, sitting in front of his desk, suddenly turned from ice to fire. He stood up angrily and directly stood face to face with Su mo.

Looking at Su Mo's appearance now, I think of the interaction between her and an Qingyang just now, and what happened in the restaurant today. Qin Yang's eyes seemed to be on fire and directly stretched out his hand to pinch Su Mo's neck.

His hands suddenly tightened, and Qin Yang seemed to use up all his strength.

"Su Mo, what do you want? You fucking..."

The woman who was strangled by her neck couldn't say a word. She kept struggling and waved her hands in the air.

Su Mo suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Yang quietly. Listening to those words, his voice gradually decreased, his ears began to ring, and even the surrounding air became quiet.

A smile rose from the corners of the woman's mouth. She always wanted to live well, but the world seemed to be against her.

Seeing that Su Mo had lost his desire to survive, Qin Yang suddenly felt an itch in his heart, loosened his strength and slapped all his remaining strength on the table.

Su Mo, who suddenly lost his support, was paralyzed on the ground, lying on the cold and hard floor, breathing heavily.

Qin Yang hated to see such Su mo. he was cowardly and incompetent. In an instant, he lost his desire to survive. Is this still the Su mo before? When her father died and the company was about to go bankrupt, the daughter didn't let her shrink back so strongly.

The anger did not dissipate because of the slap. Qin Yang squatted down and grabbed Su Mo's chin with his thumb and index finger.

Four eyes are opposite.

Qin Yang quietly looked at that face, without powder and Dai, with a dusty temperament.

"Su Mo, what are you thinking? Are you thinking about how to leave me? Are you thinking about how to seduce other men and return to an Qingyang?"

With these words, Qin Yang raised a mocking smile and raised his eyebrows.

The man's language and expression have fully proved everything. He despises Su Mo and even thinks she is dirty.

Every word struck Su Mo's heart, heavily hung his head, and his messy hair covered half of his face.

"What am I thinking? Don't you know? I'm thinking about how to live. I just want to live now! Hehe, Qin Yang, please, let me go! You already have people who love. Why do you tie me around you?"

"I'm like a dog now, even worse than a dog! I liked you a long time ago, but now you will only make me feel scared. I've been thinking more than once about where the Qin Yang I love has gone. He... Should be dead!"

Die!

The misunderstanding between the two people has become deeper and deeper. Su Mo uses up his last strength and slowly stands up.

One stands and one squats. There is always a distance between the two, not far or near.

Clearly close at hand, you can touch it with your hand, but neither of the two is willing to take the initiative to reach out.

Neither Su Mo nor Qin Yang realized that the relationship between them was like an ink painting. The whole picture had only two colors, black and white.

The simple two colors outline countless complex patterns.

These are complex, others can't understand them, and they can't understand them themselves. But in the final analysis, there are only black and white.

At some point in the future, when they already understand this truth, time goes in a hurry, taking away the flowing water and flowers and memories.