"Auntie, I have food and drink here, and I don't have a chance to go out, what do ......I need pocket money for?

Meng Yue said with a smile, planning to invite Zhang Yishu to have a good game after eating.

"Yueyue, you wait, you can help your aunt take a look, what's going on with this text message?" she had just taken a step when her aunt stopped her.

Hearing her aunt's scream, Meng Yue suddenly remembered one thing, that is, Mo Yu wrote on the agreement that he would give his aunt a million filial piety, he wouldn't call his aunt so resolutely, right?

If that were the case, how would she explain to her aunt where the money came from?

Meng Yue took the mobile phone handed over by her aunt and looked at it, her heart trembled, and the text message really informed her aunt that there was a million in the bank card.

This Mo Yu, why didn't you tell me in advance about giving so much money to my aunt?

"Yueyue, look at it, how can there be an extra million on my card for no reason, it must be a mistake by the bank, it seems that I have to go to the bank now to figure out what is going on. My aunt said, and she had already begun to undo her apron.

The income of one million did not make my aunt happy, but made her extremely nervous, a flat-headed ordinary person, when has she ever seen so much money?

Meng Yue hurriedly grabbed her and stammered a little, "Auntie, this is ...... The money is really yours...... It was Mo Yu who gave you ......"

"Mr. Mo, why did he give me so much money? Didn't he say that I would be paid according to the daily wage?"

Meng Yue pulled her aunt to sit down on the sofa, her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she said cautiously: "Auntie, here's the thing, I'm Mo Yu's now...... Girlfriend...... He said that he didn't want his aunt to be so poor in the future, so he gave his aunt 1 million ...... As a cost for the future pension ......"

"Yueyue, you can find such a good girlfriend as Mr. Mo, my aunt is very happy for you, but how can we ask for other people......'s money?

Meng Yue understood what her aunt meant, with such money, she always felt that she owed Mo Yu...... Speaking of which, she blames her for being selfish, she shouldn't have agreed to ask Mo Yu for this sum of money in the first place, but when she thought of her aunt's hard work in taking care of herself in the past few years, she wanted to let her aunt live a good life, and she ignored her aunt's feelings.

"Auntie, you take the money first, since Mo Yu has already sent you the money, he won't take it back, you should treat him as filial piety to you, no, you can help me save it, this money is just some change in his eyes......"

Hearing Meng Yue say this, my aunt nodded, and then shrouded her with a soft gaze, "Auntie just thinks that taking his money will make the relationship between the two of you not pure......"

"No...... He's been nice to me, but rumors about me and Haiyu's company are in the limelight, so we're ...... The relationship cannot be disclosed for the time being......"

When I said this, I was afraid that my aunt would be cranky, but who knew that my aunt nodded with a smile, "You don't need to tell me this, I understand, Mr. Mo is a very good man, and he will never joke with his feelings......"

Auntie's attitude surprised Meng Yue a little, her aunt actually believed in Mo Yu so much, and her aunt's trust in Mo Yu had surpassed herself!

"Auntie, so when there are outsiders, the relationship between me and Mo Yu will be hidden......"

"Needless to say too carefully, although my aunt is old, she is not old and confused, even if Miss Zhang comes in the future, I will keep my mouth shut......"

Meng Yue really wanted to be impressed by her aunt: when did her aunt become so shrewd, and she knew exactly what she was thinking?

"Miss Meng, this is your flower ......" At this time, the housekeeper walked in with a large bouquet of roses, exactly the same as the one that Xing Yu sent to Xiaoyu in the office before.

Who sent the flowers to the villa? No one knew that I lived here, and now even Xinla and Xiaoyu didn't know.

Suddenly, his heart jumped: Mo Yu, he won't play this game too, right?

Meng Yue took the bouquet and took out the card on it to look at it, only to see a few simple words written on the card, Good morning, my girl!

The title of the girl in the back has an obvious pampering meaning, her cheeks are red, and a touch of tenderness in her heart slowly ripples...... It's a good feeling to be pampered.

It feels better to be pampered by him.

"Who sent the flowers, looking at you so sweet? Mr. Mo?" The aunt walked over with a smile on her face, and there was a little more ambiguity and ambiguity in her loving eyes......

"I don't know, it's not signed. Meng Yue said a little coquettishly.

A month may have flown by, but grasping the present and being able to make some good memories is enough for her.

"Miss Meng, this flower was sent by the young master to the flower shop. The housekeeper added.

The smile in my aunt's eyes became even stronger, and she hugged Meng Yue, "I knew that it must have been sent by Mr. Mo, but you still don't admit it?"

Meng Yue turned around and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I went upstairs to play a game." ”

If you stay here, I don't know how my aunt will make fun of me.

However, at this time, a series of pleasant voices came from the door of the hall, "How can you not call me when you play a game?"

Zhang Yishu stood slim at the door of the hall, her skin was lined with pure white clothes, her eyes were bright, and she smiled smartly, just like a fairy who suddenly fell into the mortal dust.

"Ye Sook...... Why are you here?" Meng Yue's body stiffened for no reason, and the hand holding the bouquet trembled violently.

obviously knew that Mo Yu only had brother and sister feelings for Zhang Yishu, but when she faced Zhang Yishu, she still felt guilty.

This guilt made her smile look extremely unnatural......

Fortunately, Zhang Yishu was quickly attracted by the flowers in her hand, "Hey, who sent you such beautiful flowers, hurry up and recruit them from the truth, otherwise I'm welcome......"

After speaking, he strode over with a smile and snatched the card from the bouquet at once......

"Good morning, my girl, Yueyue, who's your boy?"

"......" Meng Yue didn't want to lie to her, but she couldn't tell Mo Yu, so she froze on the spot for a while.

"It's Zhang He, right? I really didn't expect this Zhang He to be everywhere and send flowers here, okay, did Meng Yue tell him that you live here?"

Because there was no signature on the card, Zhang Yishu naturally thought of Zhang He, the last time she was in the hospital, she saw that Zhang He's gaze at Meng Yue was a little different, she just didn't expect Zhang He to have substantive action so soon.

The action is too fast, and Zhang He looks like a very reserved man.

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