Who will care about this attic, who will pay attention to it, Song Qiyue looked at him fixedly, and her eyes were taken away from his face. The key. She didn't even look at it. She got up and turned to head upstairs.

But immediately, Mo Zhengyan also got up, he took the key on the coffee table in one hand, and immediately took a step forward, catching up with her. He grabbed her arm with one hand.

Song Qiyue was startled, he had already pulled her up the stairs, his steps staggered, and he had to follow him up the steps.

Until he came to that floor, which belonged to him, Mo Zhengyan pulled her to the corridor at the end. There was the direction that led to the little staircase, and we waited until we reached the bottom of the cloister. Facing the attic, he finally stopped.

"What do you do!" Song Qiyue drank, and Mo Zhengyan said, "Take you up to have a look." ”

"I'm not interested!" She broke free of his hand, but he clenched!

"Didn't you come up and see it before? But that time, I must not have seen it clearly, so now I will take a good look. As he spoke, he had pulled her up to the little attic.

Song Qiyue had indeed seen it once, and at that time, he quietly took the key, as if he was snooping. But now, she no longer has such thoughts, she doesn't want to look at it anymore, this attic has nothing to do with her, "I said I'm not interested!" ”

He acted completely on his own, dragging her by his side. Hugging to his chest, he took her hand with his hand and let her hold the key as well. This time, he opened the lock directly with her, the key was in his hand, the keyhole was turned, and the door was opened again!

The attic door slowly opened. With another push of his hand, the door was opened!

The dark attic was presented in front of them, Song Qiyue's body was gently carried by him, and brought it in, Mo Zhengyan stretched out his hand and pulled down the rope on the side, and in the click, the light was turned on, and the light came into view in an instant, and it was even clearer that everything in the attic was still there, and it had never moved.

It was Song Qiyue who had read the books before, and they were messily piled up on the floor of the attic, those picture books and albums, so many, so many, and the wall, which was also full of photos, and in the photos that came into view, those insects and animals were carved into the eyes, and they became so shocking!

"Luo Zheng said, you don't like this attic, so now, I'll leave it to you to dispose of." It was his voice, coming from my ears.

Luo Zheng said.

Song Qiyue remembered the overpass that day, and Luo Zheng came to the bridge where she used to be the favorite with Chu Yan, she told her about the attic, but only at this moment did she know what she said, he seemed to have sent a spy, but he stole all the secrets in her heart.

He made her so a**, like a blank sheet of paper in front of him! But he wantonly picked up the black pen and smeared her world into darkness, and she couldn't see the sun at all!

"Leave it to me?" Song Qiyue's eyes were stunned, and she suddenly stood up and asked.

"You can do whatever you want." He said.

"Really? Don't you regret it? Song Qiyue turned around, and she faced him.

He stood in the doorway, leaning against the back of the door, his long figure filling the entire frame, and he whispered, "If you are happy." ”

Did he think she wouldn't dare? Did she think he wouldn't?

No!

The answer is no!

Song Qiyue's eyes were fixed, and in an instant, her hand waved over, tearing off the photo frame on the wall, and with a huge tearing force, the wallpaper on the wall was scratched, missing a gap! She slammed the frame to the floor!

Bang Chang ----!

There was a cracking sound, it was glass shattering, and the picture in the picture frame seemed to have been cut by a piece of glass!

Song Qiyue was a little vented, but when she raised her eyes, she saw that he was still standing there, looking at her indulgently!

Is he really willing? Is he really not nostalgic at all?

These things belong to him and Cheng Qingning, these are all the past!

Song Qiyue couldn't see him, she didn't understand him, she didn't know what he was doing now, after smashing a photo frame, she took the second one, "Mo Zhengyan!" I'm going to smash it all down! Will you leave me at your disposal? ”

As the words fell, the picture frame shattered and split on the floor again!

He just reminded with concern, "There are many debris on the ground, you should be careful of your feet." ”

Song Qiyue really couldn't believe it!

As if to break his emotions, as if to destroy his calm and calm all together, more like to destroy all the restraints he had set one by one, she picked up the picture frame and smashed several of them, she knocked down the mountain of books piled up, the already cluttered attic looked more and more messy, she walked all the way inside, walked around the corner, the overwhelming photos attacked her breath, it was the glass case in front of her, the camera was faintly visible and still there.

In another corner, there should be a real photo of Cheng Qingning there!

Just ruined it all, smashed it all, and since he said that he would leave it to her to dispose of, then she completely ruined it all!

She said, "I'm going to smash everything here and burn it again." ”

"Yes." But he said.

His words came, and there was a thorn in his heart, Song Qiyue came here, picked up the photo frame on the wall again, and the yellowed corners of the photo touched the bottom of her eyes, like setting off the waves in her heart, she had smashed so many photo frames, what if she continued to smash them? What if you destroy all the frames, smash the camera, tear up her life-size photos, and burn them all?

Song Qiyue held the photo frame, raised her hands, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if she was about to touch the partition of the ceiling, but she froze!

How ridiculous, Song Qiyue, are you going to continue to deceive yourself, thinking that ruining all this can be regarded as solving the problem!

Her hand trembled, and the frame was held tightly by her, but finally she hung down weakly, the edge of the frame touched the floor, and as soon as her fingers were released, the frame fell to the ground, not broken, but fell.

She moved her lips and said, "That's enough, I've already dealt with it." ”

"Is that enough?" He asked.

"That's enough." There was not a single ebb and flow in her voice.

He approached her and gently hugged her from behind, "What do you want to use this attic for in the future?" When the storage room? Or retrofit? ”

He asked, the male voice in his ear was hazy, and Song Qiyue couldn't hear it clearly, "You can do what you want, don't ask me again." ”

"No, you have to decide." His chin rested on her shoulder, whispering a question.

"Whatever."

"You come on."

"Then the storage room."

"There are too many storage rooms in the old house, it's better to renovate something else, you decide." He pressed every step as if she wouldn't stop if she didn't answer!

Song Qiyue was confused, she saw the books all over the ground, and blurted out, "Then the study!" ”

"Study?" He muttered, "It's good, you've always liked to read, so you can turn it into a study, and you can come here to read in the future." ”

"I remember that in Haicheng before, the attic where the books were stored in the mansion, you liked it very much." He mentioned Haicheng Mo Mansion.

At that time, they were not married, and at that time, the eldest brother Song Lianheng asked her to get close to pleasing him, and at that time everything didn't seem to be so complicated, and she didn't want to have so much trouble with him, and they could no longer have any relationship after saying goodbye, if, if----

"That time, I shouldn't have gone." Song Qiyue said in a condensed voice.

If you hadn't gone there, then there would have been nothing to do with it, nothing to do.

"Then you should have said that earlier, you shouldn't have smiled at me, you shouldn't have appeared." Mo Zhengyan said in a low voice.

It was that banquet, in the corridor she raised her glass and smiled, her graceful figure leaned against the wall with a kind of teasing and playful eyes, but she was so innocent and helpless.

"No, it shouldn't." Song Qiyue responded, "But now, it is possible to change." ”

Mo Zhengyan smiled, he imprisoned her, "It's impossible to change, this is fate!" Neither you, nor I, can change! That's how fate fits! ”

Song Qiyue felt that this was complete nonsense, "It's obviously in your own hands!" ”

She waved his hand away, broke free from his embrace, and suddenly turned around and clenched her hands into fists, "You can let go!" Let me go! Let me and the child go! ”

"There will never be this day." Mo Zhengyan said, "Don't think that you can leave with your child, I can tolerate you once today, but next time, I will let you never see Yangyang again." ”

"Song Qiyue, I do what I say, and I will do what I say! Don't try to challenge my bottom line! He looked at her and let go.

Never see Yang Yang again, never again.

What cruel words he is, he is a dictator, depriving a mother of her rights, and she can't resist.

He stretched out his hand again and gently stroked her face, "If you think I'm a stranger, then let's get to know each other again from now on, it's okay, we still have a lot of time, a lifetime." ”

Where did you come from for a lifetime, that too long time, it was all torment, only torment!

Song Qiyue turned his head sideways to avoid his touch, walked past him without saying a word, and left the attic.

……

Mo Zhengyan went downstairs again, he came to the side hall alone, and Steward Zhao came with a cup of ginseng tea, "Young master, you still have to be busy at night, drink a cup of ginseng tea." ”

Mo Zhengyan looked at Steward Zhao, he didn't say anything immediately, just picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, he said slowly, "Steward Zhao, you are the old housekeeper of the Mo family, you are taking care of this house, you have worked hard these days." ”

This afternoon, he sent away Miss Luo Zheng's luggage, and sent away Aunt Xu after dinner, these words at this moment made Steward Zhao's heart ring, and he immediately shouted urgently, "I'm sorry!" Master! ”

"What are you sorry for me? And why apologize? Mo Zhengyan asked.

Steward Zhao was speechless when he asked him like this, "Young master...... I ......," he hesitated, "I was derelict in my duty!" didn't take a good look at those boxes, so Miss Luo Zheng took the little master out! ”

"Where are you derelict in your duties?" Mo Zhengyan held the teacup lightly and put it on the table beside him, "Everything you did was also obeyed by your father, no need to apologize, you are very conscientious." ”

His male voice came in, and the light placement of the teacup made Steward Zhao even more shocked!

"Steward Zhao, you are so smart and careful, if you hadn't let them go, it would have been absolutely impossible for the little young master to go out, and they would never have been able to take people away." Mo Zhengyan said.

When the matter came to this, Steward Zhao also had nothing to say, he looked at Mo Zhengyan earnestly, and begged again and again, "Young Master, I did not handle things well, please punish me, but please don't resign me!" ”

He is not only the housekeeper of the Mo family's old mansion, but the Zhao family has been a housekeeper here in the Mo family for generations, which is related to the honor of the generations, and the Zhao family is really panicked now!

"It's up to Steward Zhao, yourself." Mo Zhengyan smiled, but pushed the problem back to him.

"Myself?" Steward Zhao asked.

"Of course, it's not you." Mo Zhengyan said, "Actually, I don't want Steward Zhao to leave, I'm afraid it won't work without Steward Zhao in the old mansion and mansion, the Zhao family is kind to our Mo family." ”

"Young Master, we can't afford to say this."

"Afford it." Mo Zhengyan responded, "However, what the Mo family needs is a loyal housekeeper, a housekeeper who is loyal to the employer. ”

Steward Zhao's heart froze, and Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "Steward Zhao, who is your employer, I think you need to think about it carefully." ”

This is tantamount to defending the position and completely subverting the original sovereignty!

"My father is old, there are some things that Steward Zhao doesn't want to tell him in detail, he goes to the villa for meditation, so many trivial things tell him every day, how can he still meditate? Steward Zhao, do you say yes? Mo Zhengyan asked.

"Yes......"

"I will not dismiss Steward Zhao, please rest assured. It's just that if Steward Zhao is still worried about his father, then he will go to the villa together to accompany his father. However, my father saw Steward Zhao and didn't know if this retreat would be good. Mo Zhengyan said again.

Steward Zhao muffled, this is a threat warning! Estimate the spit number.

"Young Master, what do you mean?" Steward Zhao still asked.

"Now there are two paths for you to choose, one is to continue to stay in the old mansion, be a good housekeeper, and report anything to me in the future." Mo Zhengyan said quietly, "The other one, please resign yourself, Steward Zhao, I value you and respect you." ”

Of these two paths, neither path is a choice for him, but only one path to take! Steward Zhao is also a person who understands current affairs, just like the replacement of one generation after another, just like the words that Zhao's father warned him when he was the chief steward when he was alive, one day, this day will come, and the era of control of the previous generation of the Mo family will eventually pass.

But unexpectedly, this day came so quickly.

"Young master, if there is anything in the future, please just tell me, I will be your best housekeeper." Steward Zhao bowed in response.

Mo Zhengyan was not surprised by Steward Zhao's response, he was very satisfied with his jaw, and commanded, "All the photos in the attic are taken down and put in the box, except for the frames." ”

"Yes."

"From tomorrow, the attic will be transformed into a study, and the renovation drawings will be handed over to the young lady to see, and she will start construction after she agrees."

"Yes."

"That's it for now, let's go down."

"Yes."

……

Since this weekend, Sister Lan has taken care of Young Master Shaoyu in the old mansion, and the Mo family knows about it. Every Monday, Steward Zhao would call Mo Shengquan to report the situation to him, "Master, everything is fine in the old mansion, please rest assured." ”

Early this morning, the Financial Investment Department received a call from the General Manager's Office, and Mr. Mo summoned Mr. Nian to go immediately.

When Mo Sinian received the news, he went to the General Manager's Office to report. Generally speaking, Mo Zhengyan would not have found him without official business, but he didn't need to declare the projects he had in hand these days, so there was no contact. Today's summons made Mo Sinian stare at him, "Mr. Mo." ”

"You've seen Luo Zheng." Who knows, Mo Zhengyan mentioned it as soon as he opened his mouth, and the smoke on his fingertips was swirling.

Mo Sinian was silent, understanding that this conversation was not for official business, purely for private matters, "I've seen it." ”

"I originally thought that among our brothers, you were the least nosy, and it seems that I was the one who misunderstood." He whispered.

He was accusing himself of telling Luo Zheng those things, and Mosnian replied, "Although I don't like to meddle in things, I like to tell the truth." ”

"Big brother, don't beat around the bush, I told Luo Zheng." Moss is also straightforward.

"You're happy." Mo Zhengyan smiled.

"Because it's a fact, there's nothing to hide." Moss Nian caught up with him.

Mo Zhengyan took a puff of his cigarette, "What about the conditions." ”

Mo Sinian didn't speak, and Mo Zhengyan asked slowly, "What are the conditions for telling Luo Zheng these idle things?" ”

"There are no conditions."

"Fourth, you just said that you like to tell the truth, why did you change so fast." Mo Zhengyan smiled, "There are no conditions, will you speak?" ”

"That's it, let me guess what conditions you put forward before you told Luo Zheng." He said to himself, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Is it to let her marry you?" ”

Mo Sinian looked indifferent, Mo Zhengyan raised the corners of his lips, "No, this is impossible, how could Luo Zheng agree to marry you, she is disheartened with you and hates to have to deal with you." If you mention this, she will never agree. And you won't want to marry her. I really forgot that, I guess for not sure. ”

"So, what is it?" The slender fingers flicked away a piece of cigarette ash, and Mo Zhengyan smiled, "If it were me, it would be better to mention something that could be achieved." ”

"For example---- Shanshan's visitation rights!" His eyes were straight at him, facing Mosnian.

"How long? Once a week? It's too much and you don't have that much time. Two days a month? No, Luo Zheng still won't agree. He chuckled, "That is, one day a month?" ”

Mo Sinian's eyes suddenly tightened, as if his facial nerves were tense, Mo Zhengyan was keenly aware, "It seems that this is it." ”

"But unfortunately, this condition you put forward is not counted." But it was denied.

Mo Sinian said coldly, "I am Shanshan's biological father, I have this right!" ”

"Shanshan's guardian is me, I don't allow it, your rights are here, it's just empty words." Mo Zhengyan's voice sank faintly, and his gaze was even colder, "Fourth, you are not allowed to visit Shanshan this year, and it will be up to you to perform next year." ”

"You threaten me with Shanshan!" Moss cut his teeth.

"Sue me, I'll wait for you." He replied with six words.

Mo Sinian was staring at each other, Mo Zhengyan said, "After this incident, you should also learn what to say and what not to say." ”

Mo Sinian stared at him, but it was the first time he felt the coldness and cruelty of his elder brother, so thorough.

He is the eldest young man of the Mo family, the prince of the long time, and the ruler of the Mo family!

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