Crying and crying, a shadow suddenly cast in front of her eyes.
Zheng Yan thought that everyone had left, so she didn't care about her image when she cried. If she cried like this, the makeup on her face must have been worn out long ago.
Maybe the tears and snot were all over his face.
Sobbing and choking, his appearance is particularly ridiculous.
Finding that there was actually a person standing in front of her, she was so frightened that she quickly reached out and wiped the tears on her face indiscriminately.
His face was flushed, and the tears were not wiped clean.
Just when she was hesitating whether to dig a hole on the spot and bury herself in it, or just turn around and leave, regardless of who was standing in front of her...
"Why are you crying?" A familiar voice suddenly rang above her head.
She was not given a chance to escape.
Zheng Yan raised her head in surprise, looking at Mo Yongheng standing in front of her with red eyes and red nose.
Didn't he go in with the old Patriarch Mo
Why did you come out again
"Zheng Yan, why are you crying?" Mo Yongheng's black eyes were deep and dim, and before she could answer, he asked again.
Hearing this, Zheng Yan was even more dazed than when she saw him appear.
She didn't know why she was crying.
Just hearing that he promised to marry Xiao Mumu, he suddenly felt very angry and sad.
Now being asked by him, she suddenly couldn't remember why she was crying.
"You still have the nerve to ask me? What's the matter with you? Old Patriarch Mo doesn't know about Xiao Mumu's relationship with Young Master Han. You know it. It's fine if you don't help them. You still make trouble. Patriarch Mo wants to I'm organizing a wedding for you, is it possible that you really want to marry Xiao Mumu?"
As soon as Zheng Yan regained her senses, she looked at the person in front of her, her sadness was gone, but she suddenly became very angry.
After crackling, he suddenly found that Mo Yongheng's silence was a little frightening.
He just looked at her fixedly, neither speaking nor refuting.
Zheng Yan's scalp was numb when he saw it, and goose bumps appeared all over her body.
After a long time, I heard him ask back.
"That's why you're crying? Feel sorry for Nian Xiaomu?"
Zheng Yan: "Otherwise? You're too disrespectful. After all, the few of us have gone through hardships together. As soon as we brought down Mo Kun together, you..."
"yes."
Mo Yongheng opened his lips suddenly, and uttered a word softly.
An inexplicable word.
Meeting her bewildered gaze, his black eyes sank, "You asked me just now, if there is a wedding, do I really want to marry Nian Xiaomu?"
Mo Yongheng: "My answer is yes."
Zheng Yan: "??!!"
Zheng Yan: "Mo Yongheng, you you you..."
"What's wrong with me? I am a child raised by the head of the family. I have lived in the Mo family since I was a child, and I have a marriage contract with the young lady of the Mo family. If there was no accident three years ago, we would have been married a long time ago. Why can't I agree to the head of the house now? What reason do I have? Not agreeing to the Patriarch? You tell me!"
Mo Yongheng approached her step by step, his eyes changed from the pain in his eyes when he saw her tears streaming down his face at the beginning, to the indifference now.
The gaze he looked at was as sharp as if he wanted to cut open her chest and look into her heart.
Zheng Yan had never heard him say so many words in one breath, and still use such a sharp tone.
Zheng Yan was immediately stopped by his question, and stared at him blankly.
what reason
Yes, after marrying the eldest lady of the Mo family, he is the heir of the Mo family. No need to do anything, the entire Mo family group will belong to him.
Power and status, huge wealth is in front of him.
From his point of view, there is really no reason to refuse.