Half an hour later, at exactly eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Qiao Yimo appeared at the door of Bishuiyunju with Mo Nan holding the box.
"Damn! Sure enough, money can no longer be used to describe Fu Sinian. I am willing to be a cleaner in this place." Mo Nan held the suitcase with one hand, holding a small bear doll in his arms. Looking around with shining eyes, half of his face was unbearable, cute and a bit funny.
Qiao Yimo stroked his forehead helplessly, "Just stay tonight, and you will leave for me tomorrow morning."
She didn't know how to face Fu Sinian in a while.
Mo Nan curled his mouth and looked at her grievously, "Momo, you are so ruthless, I am homeless, you still bully me."
Qiao Yimo squinted at her, "The last time he scolded you on the phone in the hospital, you didn't care at all?"
Fu Sinian never talked about who he was, nor was he polite.
Mo Nan's black-and-white eyes were startled, and looked at her innocently, "Where did you scold me? He said that we are all stupid together, and this is clearly scolding you, but reminds me not to be as stupid as you. ."
"..."
Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched fiercely, too lazy to communicate with her, took the suitcase in her hand, and walked towards the villa, "Go in."
Just outside, I heard the doorman say that a car has left. It is estimated that Rong Feng has already left, but is Gu Yao still there
The two went into the living room.
Mo Nan couldn't help sighing the luxury of the rich. Qiao Yimo asked the servant who was still cleaning up, and said, "How about sir?"
"Mister is still in the study."
"Mr. Rong and... Miss Gu left?"
Miss Gu
Mo Nan stared at him, and his gaze instantly shifted from the exquisite decoration to Qiao Yimo's face.
It was a little clear in my heart, no wonder she looked a little wrong tonight.
The servant nodded, "Well, Mr. Rong and Miss Gu left together."
Qiao Yimo let out a sigh of relief, and a light smile slowly appeared on his face, "I see, you go and clean up a guest room for this lady."
"Yes, ma'am."
After the servant left, Qiao Yimo turned to meet Mo Nan's playful look.
"It seems to be quite lively here tonight, no wonder you don't want to come back, are you afraid of being hurt by the scene?"
Qiao Yimo pulled her in the sand
He sat down and said helplessly: "This is not your apartment, please wait a while quietly, I'll get you some ice cubes."
Mo Nan curled his mouth, did not say any more, lowered his head, and began to fuck the doll in his hand.
Within a few minutes, Qiao Yimo brought ice cubes, and by the way, he also brought some anti-inflammatory drugs to her. After all, she was a girl, and her face was the most important thing.
Mo Nan sneered at her fuss, "If my face is disfigured, Qi Qing probably won't even recognize his parents."
"You're still smiling, can you remember more next time?" Qiao Yimo hated iron for not making steel, and threw the ice cube directly into her arms.
Suddenly behind him there was the sound of footsteps coming downstairs, Qiao Yimo was startled, and he turned around and saw Fu Sinian's figure.
The man copied his hands into his trouser pocket at random, handsome and tall, his deserted gaze slowly fell on Mo Nan in the living room.
Qiao Yimo quickly explained, "I brought her here and there is no place to live. I will stay here for a while tonight and leave tomorrow morning!"
Mo Nan stood up at the right time and took a step forward, smiling terribly, "Good Mr. Fu!"
People have to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention that this man is not an ordinary danger, she is actually just curious when she comes here.
Didn't the man fail to see her swollen face like a pig's head, and looked at Qiao Yimo without moving his eyes, his voice was low, "You ran out and came back at night, didn't you bring enough money to stay in the hotel?"
Mo Nan, "..."
This man is really... when she doesn't exist.
Qiao Yimo looked embarrassed for a moment, pulled Mo Nan behind him, and said in a low voice: "The hotel is not safe... It won't disturb you. I will take her to rest now."
Mo Nan's drooping eyes suddenly flashed, raised his hand and pulled at her sleeve, deliberately pretending to be in a low voice: "I knew that I should have listened to you just now. I'm going to Shao Lu's place. It's really deserted here."
Qiao Yimo frowned, "..."
What nonsense is Nizi talking about, when did she contact Lu Ziyan
The man's dark and dark pupils were cold for a moment, then curled his lips and looked at Qiao Yimo amusedly, "The police station is safe, I think I can send you two in together tomorrow morning."
After the man finished speaking, without even looking at her, he walked out directly to the gate.
Qiao Yimo was startled, watching his back, he still went out to do it so late
what
She didn't dare to ask until the man's figure disappeared. She turned her eyes to Mo Nan's smiling eyes, and her face sank instantly, "What nonsense did you just say? What happened to Lu Ziyan?"
Mo Nan stretched his neck, and walked away, lazily dropping a sentence, "The whole Jiangcheng can rival the Fu family is the Lu family, can't I use him to show off his face? Who makes you a man so hateful? ."
It's really hateful, but fortunately it's not the type she likes, otherwise this man can really be mad at every minute.
Qiao Yimo frowned and stared at her back, his eyes suspicious, how could she inexplicably feel that she didn't mean that.
Fu Sinian didn't come back overnight, and early the next morning, Qiao Yimo pulled the reluctant Mo Nan up.
Although I feel very sorry for her, but there is no way, no one will let her hostess have no right to speak.
Mo Nan rubbed his sleepy eyes and stared at her dissatisfiedly, "Qiao Yimo, you can't be better? What are you so afraid of him? Obviously you are the hostess of this house. , But it's like a guest, I haven't got enough sleep yet."
"Go back to my parents and sleep as long as you want." Qiao Yimo pulled the quilt off her arms with guilt, and coaxed: "Can't I go back and make up for you?"
Mo Nan sat up and said angrily: "Fuck!"
Qiao Yimo was taken aback, then nodded obediently, "Okay, there is no problem with how much meat you want, let my mother cook it for you later."
"..."
Let Chen's mother make a hearty breakfast, only to dissolve someone's grievances in the eyes.
I picked a relatively low-key car from the garage and sent it to her personally.
"Your family's money is used to buy a car, isn't it?" Mo Nan was sitting in the car holding the bear doll that he took out last night and couldn't help but complain.
Qiao Yimo drove the car steadily, and said lightly: "Many of the cars in there are owned by his friends, and he doesn't have many of them."
Most of the cars in the garage are Rongfeng. It seems that he has heard that his garage can't fit anymore, so he occupied Bishuiyunju.
She also looked like Mo Nan at the time, guessing whether his money was used to buy a car.
Mo Nan curled his lips, "No wonder, I said, how can your man drive such a sloppy sports car when he looks so cold and abstinent."
Sao Bao
(End of this chapter)