Mo Wanqing, who was used to seeing Jiang Yuncheng acting, naturally continued to leave as if she hadn't seen it.

But the onlookers who ate melons didn't know what kind of person Jiang Yuncheng was at all, and they only saw a very handsome boy being pushed to the ground by their Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo is usually a man, how can he treat such a handsome little brother like this?

The people around them began to point fingers, but because Mo was always their supreme leader, they didn't dare to be too loud, and only dared to talk in a whisper.

Mo Wanqing shook her head and walked calmly towards her car.

Jiang Yuncheng likes to act, so let's act more, she doesn't want to be his audience anymore.

After Mo Wanqing left, a little girl immediately ran over and wanted to help Jiang Yuncheng up, the ground was wet, and it was raining, if it continued like this, this handsome little brother would have to catch a cold.

Jiang Yuncheng refused the support of others, just like Mo Wanqing looked down on him, he also looked down on these ordinary working girls.

What he wants is like Mo Wanqing.

He would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle.

After thinking about it for a whole day, he figured it out.

It's not realistic to let Mo Wanqing marry an ordinary person like him, so what can be done? He wants to have an endless amount of money!

By the way, he can be her outside man!

Little white face, in his opinion, is not a derogatory term, there is no capital, how can he make a little white face?

Only good-looking people are qualified to be raised and make a little white face, which is a disguised praise for his handsomeness!

Seeing Mo Wanqing leave without looking back, Jiang Yuncheng was not defeated, which only aroused his fighting spirit even more.

What's next?

Jiang Yuncheng's brain spun quickly, and he went through all the previous methods of coaxing girls to be happy.

thinks that he can be regarded as reading countless people, and coaxing girls, there is nothing he can't do.

With a roll of his eyes, he had already calculated it.

Jiang Yuncheng quickly got up from the ground and left.

Everyone looked at this person who was still pretending to be pitiful and crying one second, and the next second he was alive, which was too strange.

Jiang Yuncheng smiled coldly and didn't pay attention to the people behind him.

Since Mo Wanqing is no longer here, there is no need for him to waste time acting.

"His legs...... No problem......"

"That's it, such a handsome little brother turned out to be a liar, it's a pity."

"This little brother seems to be Jiang Yuncheng, I've seen his plays."

"When you say it, it's really like him."

"It turned out that I fell in love with our family Mr. Mo, no wonder I can't see him on TV recently."

"His acting skills are not good, it's embarrassing to watch his play, and he plays every minute."

Although everyone lowered their voices and discussed there, some words still drifted into the ears of Jiang Yuncheng, who had not gone far.

The corners of his mouth raised a sneer of disdain, laugh, laugh, when he really fell in love with Mo Wanqing, when these people cried!

Mo Wanqing, not only you are mine, but your company will be mine, and the fate of these people will also be controlled by me.

..........

"Ding Dong!"

Mo Wanqing was recently forced to marry by her grandfather, and she has been living in an apartment in the center of the city and has not returned to her residence.

Not long after returning to the apartment, the doorbell rang.

Mo Wanqing frowned slightly, this property is the only one that grandpa doesn't know, he hid here, or was he found by grandpa?

Although I was not very happy and helpless, I didn't dare to refuse.

Mo Wanqing came to the door and looked out through the cat's eye, the person who came was not grandpa.

It was a stranger holding a bouquet of flowers and looking dressed like a courier.

Who gave her flowers?

Yao Tezhu?

In contemplation, the man outside the door rang the doorbell again.

Afraid of disturbing the neighbors, Mo Wanqing had no choice but to open the door.

"Hello, is it Miss Mo Wanqing?" The visitor asked.

"Yes!"

"I'm a clerk at the poppy flower shop, and this is a gift from your friend." The person who came said and handed the flowers to Mo Wanqing.

"Who sent this?" Mo Wanqing didn't answer and asked.

"You sign for it first, and the flowers come with a card, and you can view them after you sign for them." The clerk explained in detail.

Mo Wanqing couldn't embarrass the clerk, so she had to sign for it.

After the clerk took Mo Wanqing's signature, he handed her the flowers.

Mo Wanqing took the flowers and closed the door.

As she returned to the couch, she opened the card.

"Happy and happy every day!"

“YC”

In a word, the signature is not a name, but two letters.

YC, what does it mean?

An initial?

Among the friends around her, as long as it is two words, Mo Wanqing thought about it again.

Until she went through all the friends with the two words, Mo Wanqing didn't guess who it was.

Since she couldn't guess, Mo Wanqing didn't think about it anymore.

People who like to play dumb riddles, Mo Wanqing has always disliked it.

After casually throwing the flowers on the table, she went into the study.

I thought there was only this bunch, but I sent it, but I didn't guess it, so forget it.

But I didn't expect that the second day, the third day, and the fourth day......

For the next week, Mo Wanqing would receive a bouquet of flowers every day.

Sometimes at work, sometimes at home.

The greetings on the card change every day, but the signature "YC" has never changed.

Who is this person?

Knowing the address of her company, and knowing the address of her apartment, it must be someone close to her.

You know, that apartment, even her grandfather didn't know.

Mo Wanqing looked at the pile of flowers piled up in the corner of the office and was fascinated.

"Suzu ......"

Just then, a monotonous mobile phone rings.

Intuitively, this person must be the one who gave her flowers.

When I picked up the phone, I saw that it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number.

"Hello?" Mo Wanqing answered.

"Wanqing!"

Jiang Yuncheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You ......" Mo Wanqing didn't believe the voice she heard, and hurriedly took her mobile phone to see that it was indeed an unfamiliar number.

She remembered that she had remarked Jiang Yuncheng's mobile phone number.

"Wanqing, I changed my mobile phone number, this is my new number." Jiang Yuncheng explained.

"I'll hang up first if it's nothing." Mo Wanqing said coldly.

In fact, she has already taken the phone back and pressed the hang up button with her thumb at any time.

"Wanqing, no matter what misunderstandings we had before, I hope our relationship can start over like my mobile phone number!" Jiang Yuncheng hurriedly said.

After finishing speaking, there was no busy sound of "doodoo" in her ears, and it seemed that Mo Wanqing did not hang up the phone.

It seems that his words worked.

"Wanqing, changing my mobile phone number means that I have said goodbye to my past self and everything in the past, and in the future, I will only be your cloud city." Jiang Yuncheng said, "In my life, there is only you!" ”

"Cloud City ......" Mo Wanqing read it again, and then suddenly realized.