"Mr. Ou, are you here too?"

A voice came, Song Qianqian and Ou Yixuan turned around at the same time, and saw Mo Ling, who was dressed in a light-colored suit, also appeared behind them.

"Yes, Mr. Mo, we meet again. ”

Ou Yixuan nodded politely.

"Brother Mo, why are you here?"

Song Qianqian looked at Mo Ling's car parked on the side, the rain on the body of the car was still dripping, it seemed that he had been here for a while.

"Shallow, I'm here to tell you the good news, your store can reopen. ”

Mo Ling looked at Song Qianqian's face full of joy, he pointed to the dessert house that had been closed for several days and said, "Qianqian, I'm here to tell you the news today, and I'll help you clean it up by the way." ”

Song Qian's eyes widened, and the cherry mouth opened to stuff an egg, "Really, Brother Mo, can it be reopened today?"

Song Qianqian couldn't believe it, she covered her mouth with her hands, her face was ecstatic, and her eyes were instantly filled with crystal clear tears.

"Silly girl, when did I lie to you. ”

Mo Ling stretched out his hand and rubbed Song Qianqian's head, with a doting smile on his face.

"Ah......" Song Qianqian shouted, rushed to Mo Ling's side at once, and pulled his arm happily like a child: "Brother Mo, thank you, I really don't know how to thank you, I didn't expect things to be handled so quickly, really, thank you so much, since the accident in the dessert house, I haven't done anything, you have been busy helping me deal with it, Brother Mo, thank you." ”

Song Qianqian was so excited that she didn't know how she could express her gratitude, she pulled Mo Ling, her head tilted up, and her fair face was full of grateful expressions.

Mo Ling frowned slightly, rolled her eyes and pointed at Song Qianqian's head: "Silly girl, if you are so polite to me again, I will really be angry." I'm your eldest brother, if something happens to you, I won't help you or help you, not to mention that Lu Zihao is not by your side now, when he comes back, just let him thank me. ”

Song Qianqian lowered his head, with a complicated look on his face.

"Mr. Ou, I would like to thank you for this matter, if you hadn't been a strong witness, I don't think the matter would have been resolved so quickly. ”

Mo Ling suddenly turned around and thanked Ou Yixuan, who was standing aside.

"You're welcome, Mr. Mo, our Cui family is also responsible for this matter, I just told the facts, and I didn't mean to help you. ”

Ou Yixuan's chaotic and powerful male voice exuded a domineering and innate cold arrogance, low but so magnetic.

"Wait, Brother Mo, what do you mean by that? What did Mr. Ou help us? I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

Song Qianqian tilted his head, looking at Ou Yixuan for a while, and Mo Ling for a while.

But Mr. Ou said that he did not have any uncomfortable symptoms after eating, and he did not provide a very important evidence, those who vomited a lot of wine at the drinking party that day, and finally the doctor confirmed that their vomiting had nothing to do with the cake in your shop, but that they drank too much themselves, so they had vomiting and uncomfortable symptoms. ”

Mo Ling said, his eyes kept looking at Ou Yixuan, only to see that he looked indifferent, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Really?"

Song Qianqian turned her head to look at Ou Yixuan, she didn't expect that he would help her make a favorable testimony. Cui Yaming always wanted to kill her, but she didn't expect him, as Cui Yaming's husband, to help her.

"I'm just telling you the truth, you don't have to feel like you owe me anything. ”

Ou Yixuan shrugged, a pair of bright and deep black eyes stared at Song Qianqian's hand that was still holding Mo Ling's arm tightly. There was a faint chill in his eyes, and his handsome and extraordinary face shone with a faint cold light.

Song Qianqian didn't think so, as Cui Yaming's husband, he was able to tell the truth, and she was already extremely grateful.

"Mr. Ou, thank you, thank you for being able to tell the truth, really, I don't know how to speak with my mouth, in short, I am very grateful for your help. ”

Song Qianqian looked at this face that was exactly the same as the man she loved, and if she was a little negligent, she would regard Ou Yixuan as her beloved man, she always reminded herself that she had to keep her distance from this man, but God always pushed him in front of her again and again, making her overwhelmed again and again.

Now that he had helped her, she couldn't treat him badly.

Ou Yixuan didn't say anything, just looked at her deeply, looking at the somewhat complicated expression on her face.

"Mr. Ou, I used to have such a bad attitude towards you, but you helped me so much regardless of your previous suspicions, thank you, really, I really thank you. ”

Song Qianqian looked at Mo Ling on the side for help, Mo Ling patted her shoulder clearly, raised her leg and walked in front of Ou Yixuan, "Mr. Ou, let's do it, we all happened to meet today, then you can enjoy your face at noon, let's have a meal together." ”

Song Qianqian followed aside, looked at Ou Yixuan and nodded yes again and again.

Ou Yixuan smiled, "Mr. Mo, don't be so polite, I just said it, I'm just telling the truth, and, Miss Song, you don't have to feel guilty about me in your heart, really, I'm not such a stingy person, how you were before, how are you now." You don't have to change anything, just be your old self. ”

Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, what is the situation? Could it be that there is something wrong with her ears' hearing.

He didn't care at all that she had such a bad attitude towards him before, and let her continue to be her original self, this kid, there won't be a problem with his head, right? Or does this guy have a tendency to be masochistic?

"Hey, hey, hey...... Mr. Ou, what you said can't be true, right?"

Song Qianqian smiled dryly, his ruddy face full of puzzlement.

"What I'm saying is true, you just have to be yourself and be happy every day. ”

Ou Yixuan turned around and looked at Mo Ling, who also looked sluggish, "Mr. Mo, I just have something to discuss with you, you see, are we looking for a café or a Western restaurant?"

Mo Ling didn't react for a while, what could Ou Yixuan do with him?

"Okay, then, I'll choose a restaurant, and we'll go there to discuss something. ”

Mo Ling asked Song Qianqian with a smile: "Qianqian, are you going to go with us?" or will you go over later?"

Mo Ling knew that Song Qianqian would definitely clean up the store first, the dessert shop had not opened in the past few days, and the things inside would definitely have to be cleaned up again, even if Song Qianqian was asked to eat now, she would definitely not be able to eat steadily.

He knows Song Qianqian's character very well, this girl is a quick temper when she does things, and now when she hears that the store can be reopened, she must not be able to wait for the opening.

Sure enough, Song Qianqian's answer was exactly the same as he thought.

"Brother Mo, since you have something to discuss, then you go to the restaurant first, and send me a location when the time comes. When I'm done, I'll just take a taxi to you, okay?"

Song Qianqian said, his eyes kept drifting to his dessert shop.

"Okay, okay, I knew you would say that, then Mr. Ou and I will go over first, and you can come over quickly after you finish packing." ”

Mo Ling grinned, this girl, I can't wait for this moment.

"Then can you come over by yourself, do you want us to help?"

Ou Yixuan looked at Song Qianqian, she was opening the door of the dessert shop, how could she clean up such a big shop.

"No, no, Mr. Ou, you and Brother Mo will go to the restaurant first, and I'll call Master Wang later, the original ingredients in the store will definitely not be used, I'll ask Master Wang to count them, and let him go to buy the things to be used for tomorrow's opening first, and I'll go to you after I'm done." ”

Song Qianqian bent over and just wanted to push the big glass door open, when he felt a wind blowing around him, and then he saw Ou Yixuan striding to her side, and with a big push, the glass door was easily opened.

"I think you still need a man's help with this. ”

Ou Yixuan looked at her condescendingly, with some disdain in his eyes.

Song Qianqian pursed her lips, forget it, she really doesn't like him very much, but for the sake of him just helping her so much, she is a little more generous and doesn't care about him.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ou is right, next time there is such a thing, I will definitely find a few big men to help, now I only have some washing and scrubbing things left, you and Brother Mo will go first, and I will take the initiative to find you when I am busy." ”

Song Qianqian didn't wait for him to say anything, waved at him and Mo Ling, turned around and walked into the dessert shop.

Ou Yixuan looked at Song Qianqian's back, and stopped there for a long time without moving.

Mo Ling looked at him silently, and then looked at Song Qianqian, who had just entered the store, and there was a meaningful smile on his face. Raised his leg and walked to Ou Yixuan's side, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and a ridiculous word came out of his mouth: "Okay, don't look at it, Mr. Ou, let's go to the restaurant quickly, didn't you say that you have something to discuss with me?"

Ou Yixuan looked at Song Qianqian's busy figure in the store, sighed impatiently, turned to Mo Ling and said, "Okay, Mr. Mo, you are in front, and I will drive you behind." ”

Mo Ling smiled and stretched out her hand to make an OK gesture, turned around and walked towards her car.

Ou Yixuan glanced at Song Qianqian again before turning around and leaving.

It wasn't until the two luxury cars in front of the store left that Song Qianqian dared to put the rag in his hand on the table and looked up at the outside of the store. When they were finally gone, she was relieved.

Ou Yixuan's eyes when he looked at her reminded her of the way Lu Zihao looked at her before, the look was exactly the same, which made her almost sink into it, and she didn't know what to do?