After a while, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.
Connected after a few seconds.
"Nan Nan..."
An hour later, the high-end community east of Jiangcheng, Yunlan Community.
"Oh, let me go, why did you drink so much alcohol?"
Mo Nan, who opened the door in his pajamas, suddenly tightened his brows when he smelled a rush of alcohol.
Qiao Yimo stepped into the room and smiled lazily, "Not drunk."
Mo Nan peeled off the mask on his face, and cursed angrily: "Do you think you drink well? Do you know how dangerous it is for a beautiful girl like you to hangover on the street by yourself? No taxi driver. Bring you home?"
After blowing a cool breeze, the drunkenness was almost gone, but her red face looked a little drunk, and her delicate face set off a somewhat lazy, charming and charming face.
She kicked off her high heels, squeezed Mo Nan's face, and smiled madly, "Pretty girl? She's obviously a married young woman."
"..."
Mo Nan slapped her hand away, frowning in disgust and said: "I said I'm not drunk. Look at you now, your manager? Why don't you look at you?"
Qiao Yimo dragged his tired body and walked barefoot to the living room, and said in a weak voice, "I'll let her go back first."
Mo Nan took a pair of slippers and placed it in front of her, tilted his head, and looked into his eyes slightly, "Then why don't you return to Bishuiyunju?"
Qiao Yimo seemed to be extremely sleepy, slumped on the sofa, closed his eyes, and answered after a while: "... I don't want to go back."
Don't want to go back
Mo Nan looked strange, sitting next to her, grabbing her arm and asking: "Don't you love him to die? Don't you miss him if you don't see him all day? Why don't you want to go back suddenly? You quarreled? "
"Quarrel? Huh... It would be great if he quarreled with me!" Qiao Yimo laughed obsessively, lowly **, then got up lazily, hugged Mo Nan's shoulder, a small face almost bought into her arms In the middle, the muffled voice reveals obvious grievances and helplessness, "Nan Nan, it turns out... He has a woman he likes. I always thought he was so alienated from me only because he was cold-tempered and didn’t like women’s contact. It's just against me."
Perhaps because of drinking, the sadness on her body was very strong at this time, as if she was drunk, but what she said was very clear.
Mo Nan's eyebrows twisted unconsciously
After a while, I clarified my thoughts after a while, and asked a little ignorantly: "You said... Fu Sinian has other women out there? How did you know?"
If this is the case, then the matter is a bit serious, not Fu Sinian, but her.
It's normal for a wealthy son to cheat, but isn't it even worse for her yet to see wife
Qiao Yimo didn't speak.
Mo Nan was a little anxious, holding her shoulders to straighten the person, and asked seriously: "Fu Sinian cheated, are you sure?"
Qiao Yimo blinked in confusion, and muttered, "...He didn't cheat."
"..."
Mo Nan was confused by her and wanted to ask, but seeing her look tired, she got up and pulled her up from the sofa, and said: "Don't say it, you go take a shower, I'll give you Make some sober tea."
On the way to the bathroom, Qiao Yimo almost leaned half of his body on her, and suddenly asked with a weak breath, "Nan Nan, that man has not come back after going abroad for so many years, in your heart... still love him?"
Mo Nan's whole body was stunned, but he recovered calmly in an instant, and smiled: "You are really drunk and not light, so what nonsense are you talking about?"
Suddenly Qiao Yimo squeezed her hand again, opened his eyes, and stared at her with clear eyes, "Answer me, he gave up you to go abroad for so many years. You don’t get married or find a man. Is it in your heart? Haven't put him down yet?"
Mo Nan held her squeezed gaze, some wanting to dodge, and said stiffly: "What are you asking for? This has nothing to do with you and Fu Sinian."
"No?" Qiao Yimo pulled his lips and smiled lightly. "His sister told me that he has a childhood sweetheart and seems to have a good relationship with him. It seems that if I don't show up and marry him, it will be her. , So I just want to ask you... If someone you have loved so much, even if you haven’t seen it for a long time, do you still think in your heart?"
Mo Nan bit his lip and held her hand tightly. The joints were a little white. After two seconds of silence, he said calmly: "This is not comparable. If there is no misunderstanding between them, it is just because they have not seen each other for a long time. I will read, but I and him..."
As she said, her voice suddenly fell cold, "It's impossible for me to tell him. He gave up me first. If I'm still wishful thinking, it's not stupid, it's stupid, and I've never been a stupid woman."
she was
Said very firmly.
Qiao Yimo's eyes flickered, but he focused on the first half of her sentence and whispered: "So... he still thinks of that woman, right?"
Even if he didn't show it at all.
Mo Nan's eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
Qiao Yimo slowly pushed her away and stood up straight, squeezing a smile, "It's me who should apologize, and reminds you of sadness again."
"I'm a little thirsty. Go and make some honey tea for me. I'll take a shower!"
With that, she went straight into the bathroom alone.
Mo Nan lowered his eyes, barely any expression on his face, just dropped his hands and clenched slightly.
After taking a shower, the two of them slept in the bedroom. Mo Nan looked at her and hesitated, "Don't you need to make a call to go back?"
Qiao Yimo held the hair that was not yet dry, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and his complexion was extremely complicated.
Even if she doesn't fight back, he probably won't care, right
He only needs to solve his physical needs before going to her.
After a while, she put down the phone, pulled her lips, and smiled in a daze, "It's all so late, he should go to sleep, no need to fight!"
She didn't lie, Fu Sinian is a very self-disciplined person, and his schedule is also very regular, unless he is very busy, he usually falls asleep around ten o'clock.
Mo Nan stared at her face for two seconds, then opened it without hesitation, "I love him very much, but I don't dare to face him. Is it that difficult to make a phone call? Or I can call you."
"No need, if he was worried that he would have hit him long ago!" Qiao Yimo opened the quilt and lay down, his voice soft and low.
Although Fu Sinian didn't care much about her affairs, he still knew that she had a girlfriend.
Mo Nan raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Then can you sleep tonight?"
"I'm so sleepy, I'll fall asleep right away if you close your mouth."
"..."
The clear water and Yunju at this time.
Fu Sinian came out of the study and went downstairs with a low and indifferent voice as always, "Isn't she back yet?"
Madam Chen paused and shook her head, "Will there be an accident if my wife hasn't returned yet, or should I call and ask?"
The wife is usually unable to come back because of the rush, but she will call to inform in advance, why there is no news tonight.
The man frowned, his low voice did not fluctuate, "No, go down."
(End of this chapter)