When they came back last night, the two of them took a bath and then fell asleep. Mo Zhengyan was supposed to guard himself, but as soon as he turned off the lights, he turned over and pressed it up. This is good, but it was not until midnight that he would give up. In the end, Song Qiyue didn't know how she fell asleep. In short, being discharged from the hospital was more tiring than being hospitalized.
When he woke up, Song Qiyue opened his eyes and habitually picked up the clock beside the bed to see the time!
But immediately, her eyes widened!
How could it be ten o'clock already!
I used to live in the hospital, of course, there is no alarm clock, but the alarm should be counted on time to remind her to get up and go to the company!
In the past few days, Song Qiyue was accidentally hospitalized. She told Chu Yan and Shao Fei and asked them to deal with the company's affairs. As for her hospitalization, she didn't say much. It's just that several days have passed, she should hurry back. Yesterday she sent a message to Shao Fei saying that she would report to the company tomorrow.
It's good now, but I'm going to be late again. What's wrong with this damn alarm clock?
Song Qiyue got up quickly, but couldn't continue to sleep in bed. Ignoring wearing slippers, she ran out, but when the door opened, she couldn't help being stunned!
The apartment is very clean and tidy, even with a faint fragrance!
How is this going?
Song Qiyue took a few steps again, but saw that the living room was unusually clean and tidy. He looked around again. Mo Zhengyan was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and enjoying it.
But even the dining table changed its appearance at this moment. It used to be a bare table with some tissue boxes and the like, but now it is covered with a plain white table mat with a solid color and white on it. Candlesticks and woven baskets, there are long grain breads in the basket, and exquisite ceramic plates are neatly placed on the side. Even the patterns on the plates are in fine European style, and there are all kinds of inside. Breakfast snack.
Mo Zhengyan was sitting leisurely and comfortably, sitting in it, without the slightest abruptness, it was completely natural.
Song Qiyue was shocked when she saw such a scene!
Is this still her home? Almost made Song Qiyue think it was the small restaurant of Mansion Mo!
Song Qiyue was really dumbfounded, unable to react for a while, Mo Zhengyan took a sip of coffee elegantly, but looked at her with a pair of eyes, scanned her very slowly, "Wake up?"
"You..." Song Qiyue paused, "Is this my home?"
"Of course, haven't you woken up yet?" Mo Zhengyan asked rhetorically.
It was indeed her apartment! Song Qiyue looked at it again, "But how could this be? Where did these furniture come from? Who cleaned it? And why do you have breakfast?"
"I asked Qi Jian Sangsang to move in the furniture early in the morning. Your place is too simple. In the future, this apartment will be cleaned. As for breakfast, I bought it. There is a breakfast shop downstairs, which is not bad." Mo Zhengyan He smiled and said, his eyes fixed on her somewhere, "My wife, shouldn't you come out with your clothes on?"
Song Qiyue immediately lowered her head, only to realize that she didn't have a bra at all, and the thin silk pajamas were directly against her body, exposing her! She hurried back to the bedroom to change her clothes, and when she finished washing, she sat in front of him and enjoyed the breakfast together. She was still very peculiar.
"This breakfast tastes really good." Song Qiyue praised while eating.
"Didn't you live here, haven't you gone out to buy it?" Mo Zhengyan couldn't help asking.
"I don't have time, I usually have to go to the company when I get up."
"Then you don't eat breakfast?"
"Feier will buy it for me."
"He is really a good helper."
There is a delicious breakfast to eat, it is worthy of pleasure, but after eating it in a hurry, Song Qiyue is half tired again, Mo Zhengyan laughed, "Eat something, you are like a war, so tired?"
"Who is to blame? Who didn't let me sleep yesterday?" Song Qiyue asked.
"Who put you in the hospital?" Song Qiyue didn't bother to quarrel with him after a certain culprit said such words, "I'm late, I'm going to the company!"
"Let's go, I'll see you off."
...
Mo Zhengyan drove her to Dingxin Company. Song Qiyue asked, "When will the car be repaired?"
"Fix it?" Mo Zhengyan glanced at her, "Your car can be scrapped."
"Ah? I only bought it a few years ago, and it's still new!" Song Qiyue is distressed again, is she going to bleed again.
If the car is scrapped, it is indeed unusable, but the important thing is that the problem of capital injection has not been solved. When she returned to Dingxin, Chu Yan blocked her in the office for a long time and asked her where she went in the past two days. This stall was actually given to her. Song Qiyue told her that she had gone to sponsor her. As for the result, we must continue to wait.
"Boom!" Just as he explained, Shao Fei came in. Song Qiyue thought that Chu Yan could stop and slow down, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "What's the matter? Feier."
"General Secretary Sun of Huipin calls, Mr. Sun has asked you to go to the company for an interview at 2 o'clock in the afternoon." Shao Fei said.
"The receipt is over, I will be there on time." Song Qiyue smiled, and Shao Fei nodded.
"President Sun of Huipin?" Chu Yan's eyes condensed. She searched Huipin in her mind and suddenly said, "This is not a subsidiary of Sun's Goldman Sachs?"
"Yes."
"Huipin's Sun is always Sun Yingzi, the only daughter of Sun Yuanzhou's general manager?" Chu Yan asked again.
"Well Well."
"How did you hook up with her?" Shao Fei was also curious.
"This is a long story." Song Qiyue smiled, while Chu Yan said, "Then make a long story short."
"It's like this. I wanted to talk to Miss Sun for the money. There was a temporary accident. Someone wanted to hit Miss Sun and the others. By coincidence, I was there and I was able to save them. So just like that, I got in touch. Now." Song Qiyue said briefly.
"Someone is going to hit Sun's daughter? You save them? Who else is she?" Shao Fei asked.
"Lu Zhanyan, vice president of Huipin." Song Qiyue said.
"Song Qiyue, you are really bold!"
"You are not worth the loss by being careful, you don't even have a life!"
Chu Yan and Shao Fei paired up and scolded her again, and Song Qiyue's ears were almost puffed up.
...
Generally speaking, Mo rarely arrives late and leaves early, but today is not only late, but also postponed the morning meeting.
"It was very busy last night? You didn't come back to live." In the evening, Luo Zheng came to deliver the documents, and she asked after the official business was over.
"There was an accident in July. I lived in the hospital these few days. I picked her up and was discharged yesterday." Mo Zhengyan said simply.
"An accident? Is it serious?"
"Nothing, just stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, and it's all well now."
"No wonder you didn't come back to live yesterday." Luo Zheng seemed to understand, she thought for a while, "Zheng Yan, tonight, you can come back together in July."
"No." Mo Zhengyan said, "She has been busy with company affairs recently, so it is more convenient to live there."
This may be true, but it may also be a reason, Luo Zheng said, "Then what about you?"
"I'm not coming back to live either." Mo Zhengyan said softly.
"You won't go back to the mansion?" Luo Zheng was surprised! You know, unless it is for work, Mo Zhengyan will hardly live outside of Mo's residence.
"She has her own apartment in July. She wants to live there. During this period, I will stay with her." Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, it didn't matter.
After leaving the top floor, Luo Zheng returned to his office of the director.
She picked up the phone in thought and dialed a number, holding her breath, waiting for the other end to pick it up, but she was a little nervous.
"Miss Luo Zheng." On the other end was the voice of the middle-aged woman.
"Sister Jiang." Luo Zheng said, "Please tell Aunt Fu that Zheng Yan is no longer living in the mansion. He moved to July."
...
The old house of Mo family——
In the tea room of the villa, Mrs. Mo is calming her mind with tea art. The tea master was accompanied, Madam Mo moved slowly, very familiar. Suddenly, the wooden door behind was knocked gently, it was Sister Jiang's voice, "Madam."
The tea waiter in the back saw Madam Mo silent, she immediately turned around and sat down on her knees and pushed open the wooden sliding door.
Sister Jiang glanced at the tea waiter, who immediately retreated and closed the door.
Sister Jiang came to Madam Mo, and she knelt down.
Mrs. Mo was cleaning the tea set. She was orderly with the cumbersome steps, one after another, "What's wrong."
"Madam, Miss Luo Zheng just called." Sister Jiang said.
"What did she say." Madam Mo asked softly.
"Ms. Luo Zheng said that the young master no longer lives in the mansion. He moved to Miss July's residence." Sister Jiang reported that Mrs. Mo was about to make tea, but her hand was suddenly choked, and the strength was also associated with it. I was not sure, but it shivered slightly, and some water splashed out.
Madam Mo's gesture was quickly received, only a drop or two was splashed. She immediately lifted it up. Seeing this, Jiang Jie immediately took the teapot and set it aside.
Madam Mo changed it again, and continued to move again, "Why is there no one at the mansion to report the news?"
"Mrs. Hui, the mansion in Hong Kong, the steward Cao was selected by the young master, and he only listens to the young master." Sister Jiang said.
"First changed the housekeeper, and now moved out with her." Madam Mo whispered.
"Madam, if this continues, I still don't know how to do it." Jiang Jie has a worrisome brow.
"Zheng Yan, I spoil her too much." Madam Mo was already displeased.
...
When it was time for get off work, Song Qiyue planned to stay and work overtime, and the rest of the staff had to leave, but suddenly, I don’t know who saw it outside the window, and suddenly caused a sensation, "You guys come and see! Come on!"
Everyone looked out, but they saw a row of white luxury cars parked on the side of the road downstairs from the company.
"Porsche Cayenne, Audi, BMW, Maserati..." The men knew cars and reported them one by one, amazed.
"Did you see the car downstairs outside?" Chu Yan also saw it, and asked in the office.
"Who is such a big deal?" Song Qiyue turned her head to look, also stunned.
But immediately, Song Qiyue's cell phone rang. It was Mo Zhengyan's call. He said from there, "Come down."
"What?" She had an ominous premonition.
"Pick one." He said over there, Song Qiyue only thought it was too outrageous.
"Mo Zhengyan, you said you sent the car downstairs?" Song Qiyue asked in disbelief.