In the room of the Mo Mansion, Song Qiyue was trying on clothes in front of the mirror.

Behind her, the bed was piled with all kinds of clothes, and the movable hanger was full of skirts. It's just that the problem of choosing clothes has not been good for a long time.

"Sangsang, do you think this one looks good?" Song Qiyue changed into a dress, she looked at herself and asked.

He Sangsang was accompanied by the rear, she looked at her and said, "Young lady, this one is very beautiful." ”

"Really? But don't you think it's too vegan? Song Qiyue still felt that it was inappropriate, so she turned around to pick again, "Sangsang, I'm thirsty, pour me a glass of water." ”

"Yes." He Sangsang poured a glass of water for her, Song Qiyue drank it all in one go, and continued to bury his head in this pile of clothes.

He Sangsang was silent, this morning had been spent here.

Today is Saturday, after the group returned to Hong Kong City, Dingxin took Song Qiyue's vacation for a few days, in order to appease her hard work of going out on business. Song Qiyue is naturally willing to accept it, she is indeed tired, and there are still key things to do at the moment.

Mo Zhengyan told her two days ago that he had set a time to go to Mo's house, and that this weekend, they were going to stay at Mo's house for one night. The time is almost up, but Song Qiyue has not yet decided which one to wear.

In the study, Mo Zhengyan was reading a book, and Qi Jian reminded on the side, "Mr. Mo, in half an hour, it's time to go." ”

Mo Zhengyan didn't raise his eyes, but just asked, "What about her." ”

"Ten minutes ago, Sang Sang came to report that the young lady is not well." Qi Jian replied.

"What is she doing?" It's been a morning, and it's not even good? It's been a long time.

"The young lady has been trying on clothes all morning." Qi Jian reported, but he also felt a little surprised in his heart, "The young lady may be nervous. ”

Mo Zhengyan smiled slightly, closed the book, it seemed that he should go to see her.

"Sangsang, what about this one?"

"Beautiful."

"What about this one?"

"Beautiful."

"Sangsang, which one do you think doesn't look good?"

"Young lady, you look good in whatever you wear."

"Sangsang, when did you speak like that Mr. Mo?" Song Qiyue looked at the hem of her skirt, and she couldn't help laughing.

"What Sang Sang said is the truth." Suddenly, a male voice sounded.

Song Qiyue glanced sideways, it was Mo Zhengyan who came in at some point, he was in a shirt and suit, one black and one white, very concise. The King of Urban Special Forces

"Mr. Mo." He Sangsang shouted, and she retreated.

Mo Zhengyan walked over and came to her, he smiled, "Didn't you say that you weren't afraid?" ”

"I'm not afraid." Song Qiyue responded, she was indeed not afraid.

"Since I told you two days ago that you were going back to Mo's house today, you have been going out to shop and buy things in department stores all day long, and you have been trying on clothes all morning today, and it is still not good, aren't you afraid?" Mo Zhengyan directly pointed out the key, and Song Qiyue sighed silently.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm nervous." Song Qiyue reached out and poked his chest.

"You're nervous too?" Mo Zhengyan held it gently, and his smile became stronger.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"I thought you wouldn't be nervous no matter what you encountered, but I didn't expect that just by going to my house to sit down, you would panic like this." Mo Zhengyan circled her, and he teased her.

"I'm trying to behave well." Song Qiyue was annoyed, she said directly.

"It's good that you just look like you are, my parents aren't that old-fashioned." Mo Zhengyan said.

"Even if it's not old-fashioned, there are still rules." Mrs. Mo is clearly a strict tutor, and she does not allow for a trace of error, so she is a housewife.

"Will you be bound by rules?" Mo Zhengyan comforted her, and he said softly, "This is not like the Song Qiyue I know, you don't need to change, you are you." ”

Song Qiyue leaned on his shoulder, and she nodded.

"You don't have to think about which one to wear, you can wear whatever you want." Mo Zhengyan is the Tao again.

"Okay, I see, you sit here, I'll be right away." Song Qiyue pushed him away with a smile, pushed him out of the bedroom, and pressed him down in the rattan chair outside, and Mo Zhengyan sat and waited.

Song Qiyue came to the bedroom again, and her fingers ran over the skirt on the hanger one by one.

"Mr. Mo, it's time to go." In the hall outside, Qi Jian walked to the side to remind.

Mo Zhengyan was unhurried, he shouted, "July." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Song Qiyue's voice came from the bedroom, and in the next second, she pushed the door out. The high heels have just been worn, and they are not too tall at six centimeters, just the right height. The thin heel, stepping on the foot, makes her ankle unusually slender.

She was wearing the heart of the ocean, so when she came out, her steps were unsteady, and she turned her head to look in the mirror, and she was wearing it in the mirror. The coiled hair, a few strands of hair falling on the side of the ear, looks very charming and pretty.

Qi Jian and He Sangsang looked over, but they were suddenly amazed by her. (Rebirth) Cangxi

That's just a silhouette, she is wearing a modified cheongsam, which is an extremely fine silk material, soft and fitting, and the design of the sleeves is very elegant, just the right curve wraps the arms, and the shoulders are not exposed. The color is simple and elegant moonlight white, soft. And the pattern on the cheongsam is an atmospheric peony pattern, and the silk and silver threads are particularly beautiful. From a distance, it is very gentle, but if you look closely, you will not be rich.

She is already tall and slender, and the cheongsam is very figure-showing, and she needs excellent manners to control it, and when she wears it, she is so decent.

Today, she wears light makeup, no longer heavy makeup when socializing, nor is it rigid and calm in the office, but very fresh and soft makeup, reflecting this cheongsam, she is the daughter of a rich family and a high-class celebrity in the last century.

Wrong, she was originally the second lady of the Song family.

Song Qiyue put on the necklace, she slowly lowered her hand, held the satin handbag, and turned around, "Zhengyan, I'm fine." ”

Mo Zhengyan looked at her, looking up and down so carefully, he smiled, "It's time to go." ”

She stepped forward, he got up, he stretched out his hand, she held it, the two of them had such a tacit understanding, there was no need for more words.

The two set off and went downstairs, Qi Jian drove, and He Sangsang accompanied him, so he set off for Mo's house.

Song Qiyue hadn't been to the Mo family, and he didn't know where the Mo family's old house was, but he just sat all the way, watching the scenery pass by, and he arrived in the north of the port city.

Then up the mountainside, the car went steep all the way, and the body pressed backwards.

Finally, the car drove to the front of the old house, not as magnificent as imagined, but so quiet but also full of momentum of a building, after successfully clearing, as soon as the door opened, the car went inside.

After entering, he continued to move along the mountain road, and the closer he got to the Mo family, the more he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

That's probably the deterrent power that only a big family can have, even if you just step in, you will feel it.

When the car finally arrived, the fountain pool was sprayed with jets of water, as if to welcome someone's arrival.

After stopping, the housekeeper stepped forward to open the door, "The young master is back." ”

Mo Zhengyan got out of the car, and then led Song Qiyue, and the housekeeper saw the person who came and said, "Miss, welcome." ”

Steward Zhao gestured again and welcomed them into the villa.

Song Qiyue raised his eyes and looked at the villa in front of him.

The Nordic-style building, sitting north and facing south, has a concave and convex shape, and the roof is steep, with three towering minarets, and the spire has a special lead tile. The exterior walls of the villa are made of brown bricks and the roof is red tiles, which is very magnificent. The main building is connected to the annex building, high and low, orderly levels, and the steepness of the roof is even more varied.

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It's more like a castle than a villa, and it's surprising that there is such a castle building in the port city.

When you enter the villa, you can see the internal structure as soon as you enter.

The huge hall is like a magnificent hall, with arched doors and windows, and the frame protruding from the walls to echo the main tower. The entire floor is ochre red, all refractory bricks, with colorful tiles embedded in them, and it looks like entering a fairy tale.

The windows at the staircase, with their green glazed window decorations, shine even brighter in the sun. The decoration is extremely cumbersome, and the staircase floor siding is mostly teak, all of which are reddish-brown. It's just that such a Western-style building, but the carving has an oriental flavor.

"Young master, miss, please come here." Steward Zhao greeted him, walked through the hall, and entered the side hall.

Walking through a long cloister of paintings, the tassels of the Roman columns are delicate and beautiful, and a large door in front of you blocks the way.

Steward Zhao stopped, waiting for them to come up before and after, he knocked on the door, "Master, young master and young lady have arrived." ”

No sound was heard, but the door was slowly pulled open from within.

It was as if it was another world, a door to a passage that could reach Mo Zhengyan's world, was opening.

Suddenly, a bright side hall appeared in front of the two of them. Mo Zhengyan took a step forward and took Song Qiyue inside.

In the huge side hall, there were many people, but all of them were men, and they were elders.

As far as the eye can see, they are all around fifty years old, wearing Chinese or Western clothes, one second they are still laughing and chatting, but the next second when the door opens, the conversation is gone. Suddenly, more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked over in an instant, and they were really as sharp as arrows.

Song Qiyue suddenly remembered that when she left the Song family before, Aunt Jun dragged her to educate her for a while, and even with her eldest aunt at that time, Song Qiyue listened to them one by one, in fact, it was four words over and over again---- you must understand the rules.

Aunt Jun even advised: In July, you are married, you have grown up, you can't be willful, not only for you, but also for Zhengyan.

Song Qiyue remembered this sentence in his heart: Aunt Jun, I know.

Not only for himself, but also for him, Song Qiyue thought at the moment, and had already made a decision. Her steps were calm and calm, and she followed Mo Zhengyan to the front of the elders.

"Good afternoon, father, uncles." Mo Zhengyan greeted them and introduced, "She is my wife, Song Qiyue." ”

Facing everyone's eyes, Song Qiyue hired Ting and stood up, she was neither humble nor arrogant, not afraid or presumptuous.

"Father, uncles, hello when we meet for the first time." She spoke, her voice soft but clear.

Everyone noticed, and she didn't tremble as she spoke.