Chapter Twenty-Five: The Merchant's Old House
The people who were working outside heard Shang Moqian's roar, and collectively shook their bodies and turned to Shang Moqian's office.
At this time, Shang Moqian appeared at the door of the office with an angry face.
"You, come in." Before You Wanqing, who was hiding outside the door, slipped away, he was discovered by Shang Moqian.
His eyes were staring at You Wanqing tightly, Shang Moqian's face turned purple, and his voice was hoarse.
"Yo, boss, what's wrong with you?" couldn't hide, You Wanqing smiled dryly, her eyes were smiling, and she was as dazzling as a bright star.
Ignoring You Wanqing's hippie smile, Shang Moqian turned around and entered the house, his back stiffened, Shang Moqian didn't care about You Wanqing's snickering behind him.
"What did you give me a drink?" Slammed the cup in front of You Wanqing, and the cold light in his eyes shot at You Wanqing, as if freezing the air.
You Wanqing's heart stopped beating, which was almost frozen, but fortunately, it was only a momentary thing.
"Isn't that the coffee you wanted, what's wrong?" Hiding his smile, he looked at the coffee cup with a puzzled expression, as if he didn't know what was going on.
"You take a sip before you talk about it." Shang Moqian opened his mouth coldly, picked up the cup, handed it to You Wanqing, and looked at You Wanqing fixedly.
The anger in his eyes unconsciously felt that it had dissipated, replaced by a playful smile, seeing that You Wanqing was just smirking at the cup, and not taking the cup, the smile on Shang Moqian's face was even worse.
"Soak it for the boss to drink, how dare I drink it, you better drink it yourself." Pouting, You Wanqing raised her head with a smile and shook her head.
She's not so stupid, it's chili sauce, you can't drink it, just look at Shang Moqian's red face like pork liver, it must be spicy.
Looking at Shang Moqian's flushed face, You Wanqing couldn't help laughing, but she couldn't help laughing with a smile, Shang Moqian's face turned from red to black, as if she was about to drip ink.
Looking at her eyes, it was even colder. Holding back a smile, You Wanqing was frightened by Shang Moqian's eyes at this time.
"Let you taste what the coffee you brew tastes like." Before the words fell, Shang Moqian was already by You Wanqing's side like a ghost, lowered his head and took You Wanqing's lips in his mouth, and kissed deeply.
Suddenly, a choking spicy smell rushed into You Wanqing's mouth, rose to the top of You Wanqing's head, put his hands between himself and Shang Moqian, and leaned back as hard as he could.
Helplessly, Shang Moqian's hand firmly restrained her head at the back of her head, and she couldn't dodge, You Wanqing had to pat Shang Moqian's back hard, seeing that Shang Moqian didn't react, she changed the shot to pinch and pinched Shang Moqian's back.
"Bastard merchant Mo Qian." After a long time, Shang Moqian finally let go of You Wanqing when she was almost out of breath, and as soon as she was free, You Wanqing let out a low roar, walked quickly to the table, picked up the cold water on the table, and raised her head to drink a few sips.
After pouring a few mouthfuls of water, You Wanqing's complexion was slightly better, but it was still red.
"How does it taste? That's what the coffee you brew tastes like. Walking slowly to the table, Shang Moqian turned the cup of coffee and looked at You Wanqing with a smile.
His face was not as red as before, and his complexion was much more normal.
"Boss, I won't take you to play like this." Sakura's lips opened slightly, and You Wanqing's slender fingers were put together to fan the wind in her mouth to reduce the spiciness, and her eyes stared at Shang Moqian dissatisfied.
After a while, the spicy sensation faded slightly, and You Wanqing glared at Shang Moqian.
"Playing with your own woman, can't you?" The lips that were red like a woman spat out words that made You Wanqing grit her teeth.
The smile in Shang Moqian's eyes went straight to the bottom of his heart.
"Phew, who's your woman, stinky and shameless." Her face turned red suddenly, You Wanqing's eyebrows were lightly raised, and she said a word to Shang Moqian, and the red stretched from her face to her neck, but she didn't notice her unnaturally revealing coquettish taste of women.
Staring at You Wanqing, Shang Moqian found that his heartbeat was speeding up again.
You Wanqing's face is like a peach blossom, and the pink face is tender and red, like a proud plum in the cold winter, which is eye-catching.
"Get out, I'm going to work." Retracting his obsessive eyes, Shang Moqian drove You Wanqing out, not letting her discover the throbbing in her eyes.
With the documents in his hand, Shang Moqian suppressed the emotions that kept rising in his heart.
Out of the office, a smile appeared in You Wanqing's eyes and left the Shangqing Consortium.
A few hours later, You Wanqing returned to the Shangqing Consortium with the documents in his hand with a complicated face, sitting at the desk, You Wanqing stared at the document, which was some documents after the establishment of the company.
It turned out that when You Wanqing went out just now, he opened a small company as Shen Yiming.
After thinking about it for a thousand times, the phone on the table suddenly rang, and it turned out to be Shang Moqian calling her.
After locking up the documents, You Wanqing went to Shang Moqian's office.
"Come with me somewhere in the evening." Without raising his head, Shang Moqian knew that it was You Wanqing who came in when he heard the footsteps.
Writing hard, Shang Moqian signed the documents one after another, and did not raise his head from beginning to end.
"No, no." Decisive and neat, You Wanqing refused, she didn't even think about it, every time Shang Moqian said this, she knew that she had to pretend to be another person again, another woman who kept smiling, and then laughed until her face froze.
"I didn't ask you, I told you." Shang Moqian still didn't raise his head, and coldly threw the words to You Wanqing.
Choked, You Wanqing was annoyed, wasn't this what she said to Shang Moqian not long ago? I learned and used it so quickly to return it to her.
"I have an appointment in the evening, and I don't have time." You Wanqing put her head close to Shang Moqian's head and told Shang Moqian her answer with a smile.
She really made an appointment today, and she didn't have time to participate in Shang Moqian's aristocratic activities.
Finally, Shang Moqian raised his head and looked at You Wanqing's smiling face, "Call me when you're done." ”
In the evening, in a café in the city, under the soft music and dim lighting, You Wanqing, who had morning business Mo Qian getting off work, was holding a cup of coffee.
took a sip gently, the slightly bitter taste instantly filled the mouth, and after tasting it carefully, You Wanqing squinted her eyes slightly in enjoyment and looked at the man sitting in front of her.
"This matter must be found out for me as soon as possible." You Wanqing's face was indifferent, and she said to the man in front of her in a cold tone, throwing away a piece of paper full of words.
"Definitely, I'll definitely find it out for you." Taking the paper on the table, the man smiled and opened the paper to look at it carefully.
Soon, his eyes widened, and as if he didn't believe what his eyes saw, the man looked up at You Wanqing, but saw You Wanqing's face heavy and his expression solemn.
"Then I'm bothering you." When the words fell, You Wanqing got up to leave, and before she went out, the mobile phone rang in her bag.
The phone was called by Shang Moqian, who reported an address not far from the café, and You Wanqing walked towards the destination.
High-rise buildings are lined up, cars come and go, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on the glass of the high-rise buildings, reflecting a dazzling light.
You Wanqing strolls on the sidewalk, and the street is full of shops, which is very lively.
"Get in the car." With a squeak, the black off-road vehicle stopped at You Wanqing's feet, the door opened, and the sound was flat but imposing.
Shang Moqian sat in the back seat and looked at You Wanqing, although there was no expression on his face, but there was a slight smile in his eyes, and the sunset afterglow shot into the car from the glass, and You Wanqing saw that Shang Moqian's face was crossed with a layer of golden light.
As he said, as soon as he got into the car, You Wanqing just sat down, and the car started.
"Where are you going?" The slow car moved slowly forward with the traffic.
Shang Moqian looked like an old monk settled, but You Wanqing was in a hurry, this car is jammed like this, when will it be able to circulate.
Shang Moqian didn't speak again, and the car was quiet.
Only the noise outside came into You Wanqing's ears from time to time, and without waiting for an answer, You Wanqing looked at Shang Moqian with dissatisfaction, but was confused.
sighed secretly, how can God make a person's life so good-looking.
Clear eyes, eyes so clear and clear in the sky and clouds, clear and gentle, high nose, thin lips, dressed in white Xiaoxiao, like the silver glow of the cold moon.
"You'll know when you get there." As if feeling You Wanqing's gaze, Shang Moqian turned his head and smiled, but he didn't know that his smile made You Wanqing's heart even more flustered like a deer.
Taking his eyes off Shang Moqian's face, You Wanqing touched his hot face and looked out the window, only to find that the car was driving further and further, and the road was getting more and more bumpy, as if he had arrived in the countryside.
It was already dark, the moon hung in the sky, and the night was like black velvet with sparkling stars.
Soon the car stopped outside an old house.
As soon as he got out of the car, he looked at the two lanterns with the word Shang hanging at the door, and it was a majestic momentum, which was actually the style of the Republic of China.
The high-door mansion, with blue bricks and red tiles, and heavy wooden doors, makes You Wanqing feel like she is back in the past.
'Squeak. The sound of pushing the door sounded, and You Wanqing followed Shang Moqian into the door, and the feeling of returning to the past was even worse.
Facing a wall that separates the gate from the courtyard, you can see through the light that the cold plum blossoms depicted on the wall are vivid, and the two sides of the wall are full of flowers.
Walking along the cobblestone pavement, an antique hall appeared in front of You Wanqing's eyes, You Wanqing raised his head, the lights were bright, and the hall was hanging a pair of thin gold characters on the door: Xiao Xian Pavilion
There is a big mahogany table under the big characters, the two sides of the board are the head, and there is a row of boards on the left and right, the more You Wanqing looks, the more she feels like she has walked into the painting, and she looks at everything dumbfounded.
"Mom......" Just when You Wanqing was looking inside the house, You Xiaohe's sweet child's voice came from behind the wall, and when she lowered her head, You Wanqing caught You Xiaohe's small body and hugged her in her arms.
"Why are you here?" Rubbing You Xiaohe's hair dotingly, You Wanqing smiled.
"My parents went out to socialize, let me pick her up." Before You Xiaohe could answer, Shang Moqian spoke first.
Today is You Wanqing's first day to go to work in the Shangqing Consortium, and You Xiaohe received it for a day because of Xiuqin's help.
Since the last time she saw You Xiaohe, Yu Xiuqin has liked this little girl very much.