Just as Zheng Yan wanted to be polite, Fan Yu had already greeted Nian Xiaomu, took her hand, and walked to the parking lot.
Zheng Yan: "Fan Yu, walk slowly, I'm wearing high heels!"
Fan Yu: "Do you need a gentleman to hug you?"
Zheng Yan: "I can agree that you can carry my shoes for me."
Fan Yu: "Then you should go by yourself."
The two of them seemed to be bickering, joking with each other, and got into the car.
Seeing them getting along naturally, Nian Xiaomu was stunned for a while before recovering.
Turning his head to look at Mo Yongheng, Mo Yongheng was expressionless, but kept staring at the direction Fan Yu and Zheng Yan left.
She seemed to have noticed what he was going to say just now, but before she could speak, Zheng Yan had already been pulled away by Fan Yu.
Nian Xiaomu blinked and took the initiative to break the silence.
"Are you okay? They've already left, let's go too."
"En." Mo Yongheng narrowed his eyes, put one hand in his pocket, and walked ahead past Nian Xiaomu.
Go to the car door and open it for her.
But after Nian Xiaomu got into the car, she held on to the door handle for a long time, looking up at the direction Fan Yu and Zheng Yan left.
It wasn't until Nian Xiaomu stretched out his head to look at him suspiciously that he collected himself, closed the car door for her, and went around to the driver's seat.
As soon as she sat down, Nian Xiaomu in the passenger seat couldn't help but sigh.
"Did you see it just now? You were also surprised, right? Although Fan Yu and Zheng Yan met before, they basically didn't talk much. I was also on a whim today, and I wanted to try to see if I could match them up. No Thinking of how they called, just finished drinking coffee together, had lunch together, and now they are leaving together... "
Nian Xiaomu talked more and more vigorously, and she didn't notice at all that Mo Yongheng's expression was not as calm as before.
Suddenly turned to look at him.
"Where do you think the two of them will go? Will Fan Yu send Zheng Yan back, or find another place for afternoon tea?"
"..."
The only response to her was Mo Yongheng's silence.
And gripping the steering wheel tightly, the back of the hand with blue veins.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little gloomy.
Nian Xiaomu was stunned, as if he had realized belatedly that Mo Yongheng seemed to be in a bad mood.
After staring at him for a while, I thought he didn't like to gossip like this, so I quickly looked for something to do at work and changed the subject.
It wasn't until they were about to arrive at the company that Nian Xiaomu suddenly spoke.
"By the way, I haven't thanked you for what happened in the mall before. Thank you for helping us out that time."
Originally, she thought it was a coincidence, but now she knew that Mo Yongheng was a good person, and that time in the shopping mall, he should have deliberately vented her anger with Zheng Yan.
"Don't look at Zheng Yan's carelessness. In fact, she is very grateful to you for helping her that time. It may be because she always thinks that you are a good person, so she cares more than others. You may have betrayed Grandpa and spoke a little too aggressively. Don't you Compete with her."
Nian Xiaomu thought for a while, and explained for Zheng Yan.
Hearing this, Mo Yongheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he gave a faint "hmm".
He reached out to unbuckle Nian Xiaomu's seat belt and let her go up first.
After seeing her disappear at the entrance of the Mo Group, Mo Yongheng reached out his hand from the hidden compartment of the car and took out a pack of cigarettes.
Pull out a cigarette and light it.
The faint blue smoke blurred his sharp-edged face like a sculpture.
The image of Zheng Yan leaving with Fan Yu kept flashing before her eyes...
He suddenly stubbed out the cigarette butt and dialed Zheng Yan's phone number.