Because he was still talking about the acquisition plan at the meeting just now, Ruan Zhengling thought that Mo Beiyan called himself at this point, it must be because there is some doubt about the acquisition case.
Normally, Song Qingyu is there. When there is a daughter-in-law at home, it is past nine o'clock in the evening. Will he still call himself
Mo Beiyan's voice was calm and straight forward: "Two things, first of all, how did you answer me, how did you convince my grandma to agree to your courtship?"
Ruan Zhengling: "..."
That's right, Zhai Baoshu agreed to his courtship, not Mo Xichun.
Ruan Zhengling was very sorry about this, but he also knew that in Mo Xichun's heart, it would be good if he didn't want to kill himself with a single knife, so how could he voluntarily agree to marry him
He felt sad, and said briefly: "It just explained the situation."
Mo Beiyan glanced at Song Qingyu, who was sitting aside, put one hand on her waist, and asked, "What's the explanation?"
Ruan Zhengling was silent for a while, obviously not very clear how he should answer.
"Don't waste my time, it's getting late, I have to sleep with my wife!" Mo Beiyan spit out coldly.
Song Qing Yu: "..."
She stretched out her hand badly and pinched Mo Beiyan's waist!
Mo Beiyan took a sigh of relief and glared at Song Qingyu. If he weren't still on the phone, he would definitely rush to her and overwhelm her!
Ruan Zhengling could not have imagined that 80% of Song Qingyu was next to Mo Beiyan!
He was a little nervous, but he also knew that something had happened. He couldn't avoid it, so he just bit the bullet and said: "I... I... I put Yujun to sleep!"
"What!" Mo Beiyan stood up quickly, even forgetting that he was holding Song Qingyu in his hand, and even picked up Song Qingyu.
A tall person is prone to lose weight. Song Qingyu didn't pay attention to being lifted up by him, and he couldn't stand firmly at his feet, and immediately fell down.
Fortunately, I was sitting on the side of the bed, and it didn't hurt.
But it was too frightened, Song Qingyu kicked towards Mo Beiyan.
But Mo Beiyan couldn't take care of Song Qingyu and screamed at himself. Holding the phone, his face was gloomy and he was about to explode: "What did you say, say it again!"
It's no wonder that Zhai Baoshu agreed to ask for a kiss so readily, and didn't even ask Mo Xichun for his opinion. For this reason, he quarreled with Mo Xichun and caused a stroke!
It turned out that raw rice was cooked into cooked rice!
The anger in Mo Beiyan's heart!
Although he never showed his affection for his sister, his pampering and pampering flowed in his blood. He did not have a father and lost his mother. His closest blood relationship, except for the grandmother Zhai Baoshu, was only Mo Xichun is just a sister, how could he not care
Ruan Zhengling knew that Mo Beiyan would definitely be angry, because even if Mo Beiyan supported him in pursuing Mo Xichun, he would never allow him to bully Mo Xichun the least!
And now, after sleeping with Mo Xichun, but Mo Xichun still refuses to agree to the marriage, does that mean that Mo Beiyan hasn't figured it out
This "sleep", perhaps another word should be used to express more satisfactorily-compulsion!
"Where are you Ruan Zhengling, you wait for me, I will come to you right away!"
At this time, Uncle Mo's wife and his wife ignored them, and just wanted to carry a thirty-meter knife and chop Ruan Zhengling!
He hung up the phone quickly, and originally wanted to ask two things, one is the one just mentioned, and the other is naturally the genetic history mentioned by Song Qingyu, but now that he is angry, he has forgotten to ask goodbye. of.
Seeing that he hung up the phone, he went to get his jacket. The man who hadn't taken a bath was still wearing a daytime suit and shirt, and he was about to walk out quickly.
Song Qingyu sat in her arms and said silently: "Mo Beiyan, you dare to step out of this threshold and try."
The voice was extremely soft, and it sounded a bit careless.
However, just such an understatement made Mo Beiyan stop in a hurry.
Mo Beiyan realized what he had done just now after his reason returned—it seems that he completely ignored Song Qingyu!
Song Qingyu's tone was a bit sour, so she raised her eyebrows and looked at him. Although the words were very weak, her eyes were very firm to express her meaning-but Fan Mo Beiyan stepped out of this threshold and came back to see her!
Mo Beiyan, who was desperate for survival, immediately stunned, threw his coat on the back of the sofa, and returned to Song Qingyu's side.
After calming down a little bit, he became less urgent: "Qing Yu, you knew about this before, didn't you? Xichun was so depressed and almost collapsed. Is it because of this?"
Song Qingyu glanced at him coldly, and said, "Do you still remember what animal things you did to me?"
Mo Beiyan's face became stiff, touched his nose, and said with a guilty conscience: "When can this page be turned over?"
"Want to turn over?" Song Qingyu raised his eyebrows, looking surprised: "Mo Beiyan, Mo Beiyan, I have a good memory!"
"I... Isn't it okay for me to listen to you in the future?" Uncle Mo at this time was aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law.
But is there any way, my daughter-in-law!
Song Qingyu gave him a blank look, then looked away, lifted the quilt and put her legs in, and said, "Xichun is facing more serious things than me. She has bruises like pinches on her body. You Think Ruan Zhengling still has hope?"
Mo Beiyan immediately understood what she meant: "So you don't approve of them being together?"
"The person who wanted to kill Ruan Zhengling just now has changed his mind and wants to support him?" Song Qingyu looked at him quietly.
Mo Beiyan: "..."
Everything is wrong!
He was a little helpless: "Qing Yu, can you speak well? Tell me what you know, so I can clarify the facts. If Ruan Zhengling forced Xi Chun for his own desires, I will not let him go, even the Ruan behind him. Home, I will take care of it too!"
No wonder Song Qingyu looked so ugly when he entered the study room just now, it turned out to be such a thing!
At this time, Mo Beiyan was really a little confused.
Song Qingyu leaned on the bedside, thinking of her own conjectures, still very worried: "A selfish desire is not counted. You and Ruan Zhengling have known each other for so many years, if you really were that kind of person, this kind of thing would have happened long ago! "
"That's what you said." Mo Beiyan felt very irritable and took out the cigarette case from his pocket.
Just about to take out one, Song Qingyu's cool eyes were touched, and he quickly put the cigarette case back into his pocket.
Song Qingyu expressed satisfaction with his act of acquaintance, and then briefly explained the matter, and then expressed his doubts: "Does the Ruan family really have no genetic history? Maybe, there is something he doesn't know, naturally You won’t know either. After all, the genetic history of a large family is not a glorious thing, and they won’t preach it."
Mo Beiyan's expression also became serious, and his heart was turbulent, but he could not smoke. He could only grit his teeth and control his emotions: "I will let me check now."
Song Qingyu did not stop.
Mo Beiyan immediately took out his cell phone and called Long Xiaojiu. Of course, he repeatedly told Long Xiaojiu that this matter must be carried out in secret, and no one should be disturbed.
After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and looked at Xiang Song Qingyu. Seeing that her expression was still serious, he asked, "Did you think of something but didn't say?"
Having known each other for such a long time, except after she went to the imperial capital, the two people spent time together before, and they felt like an old husband and wife, so Mo Beiyan still had a little understanding of Song Qingyu.