Chapter 270: The Truth Doesn't Matter!

"I don't know. There are some things that are assumed not to come. ”

"I'm going to meet with you and talk about it."

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Wang Chengyou arrived outside the Xingcha shop.

He and Xingchen talked until 9 o'clock to open the door.

Not only did the conversation with Xingchen go well, but he also unexpectedly saw the so-called Joy Suitor on Mo Yan's phone.

So many things happened in one morning, Wang Chengyou naturally wanted to share it with Mo Yan, but when he was about to leave, he didn't see Mo Yan. sent 2 text messages, which was already very contrary to his own style of "I only say it once if I have something to say".

With unwillingness and worry, Wang Chengyou was sent back to Zhenyuan by Brother Zhang.

Speaking of Mo Yan, after stretching a comfortable waist, he finally opened his eyes. What catches your eye is a simple square ceiling lamp. When the eye falls, there is a pale pink wallpaper with relief. The curtains that are not very tightly drawn let in a ray of summer sunshine.

The happiness I experienced yesterday instantly came back to my heart.

Mo Yan got up and got out of bed, and her movements woke up Mo Jielian, who was sleeping in the same bed.

Just when Mo Yan gently opened the thick jujube curtains, revealing the light golden gauze curtains, her mother Mo Jielian shouted from behind her: "Oh my God! ”

Mo Yan turned around happily: "It's beautiful, isn't it?" ”

Mo Jielian: "We turned on the air conditioner and didn't turn the door off!" What a waste of money! ”

After yesterday's edification, Mo Yan has become accustomed to her mother's newly formed habit - opening and closing your mouth is money. After the two got up, they played with the new house again, and then they were reluctant to go out.

Mo Jielian also wanted to visit the community, but was stopped by the hungry Mo Yan. The two men held up a parasol and prepared to go out of the community to forage for food. This time, when passing by the gate of the community again, when the young and handsome security guard saluted Mo Jielian and them, Mo Jielian was already able to accept it calmly.

There are many restaurants in the shops along the street in the community, and I casually entered a shop that sells Bao Zi Rice, and when I opened the menu, I was so scared that Mo Jielian immediately wanted to escape. That is, a common barbecued pork rice, and I dare to ask for 48 yuan a piece! No matter how thick-skinned you are elsewhere, you have to ask for half the price.

"I think we'd better switch to another one...... Toothache...... I don't want to eat Bao Zi Rice. "Mo Jielian is in the period of Ai Ai.

Mo Yan, who had just sat down and was about to look at his phone, was a little dazed. Mom's toothache came so quickly. Outside the door, my mother still shouted that she loved Bao Zi Rice, and when I sat down, my toothache came.

Mo Yan got up cooperatively.

The mother and daughter changed families again.

Unbelievable, it's more expensive this time. What a plate of 8 sushi, it actually costs 78 yuan to have a face! On the grounds of "I don't like to eat solar eclipses recently", she dragged Mo Yan out of the store again, and Mo Jielian was sad in her heart.

"Mom, don't look for it. If you look at the dΓ©cor, you can see that even if it's the same thing, it's bound to be more expensive here. Mo Yan, who saw through his mother's scheming, muttered.

"I faintly feel like I can't live there, how can I break it?"

"Why don't we sell the house?" Mo Yan's eyes purred, and he suggested.

Mo Jielian immediately felt pain: "How can you sell it!" Aren't we working so hard to make money just to enjoy life? Now such a good house is in front of us......" As she spoke, seeing her daughter laughing strangely, Mo Jielian couldn't say any more, and laughed herself.

It turned out that her daughter deliberately drew her salary from the bottom of the kettle to cause her to self-reflect.

"Alright, alright. In the future, we will be more diligent and cook our own meals. If you buy two fewer clothes, the property fee will not be expensive. Mo Yan persuaded her mother and dragged her into a steamed restaurant.

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While having lunch with his mother Mi Zhi, Wang Chengyou received a text message.

"You can't imagine it! Today I slept until 12 noon! ”

Wang Chengyou chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Michel asked.

"Nothing."

Mi Zhi's face inevitably changed, and he said angrily: "Good you, you have changed, and you have begun to hide something from your mother." ”

Wang Chengyou raised his eyes to look at his mother: "Mom, when did you start hiding something from your grandmother?" ”

Mi Zhi was not happy, looked away, and avoided answering.

After lunch, Wang Chengyou moved to the living room as usual, ready to accompany his mother to watch an episode of the soap opera.

Wang Chengyou went to the ear room to find Brother Zhang.

He told Brother Zhang about the stars in general, and Brother Zhang, who was resting in the ear room, couldn't help frowning: "Are you overestimating me?" I don't have the ability to investigate cases in other places! Besides, the owner of a star-making factory is not something I can contact if I say contact. ”

Wang Chengyou smiled: "Who said that the case was going to be investigated!" We don't need the truth, we just need acting! ”

"Acting?"

"I believe that Xingchen's mobile phone must have stored the contact information of his mother, I need you to find it and give it to me. I persuaded her to play a play that would remove the psychological burden of the stars. ”

Brother Zhang was suspicious: "Can you convince others?" ”

Wang Chengyou smiled confidently: "Wrap it up on me!" ”

That night, Brother Zhang gave Wang Chengyou's information and private phone number to his mother.

After Wang Chengyou got the phone number, he locked himself in his bedroom and did not go out until the next morning.

The sun rises and sets, and life is trivial and brisk. It's the beginning of August.

During this period, Wang Chengyou followed Mo Yan to see the Mo family's new house. After learning that the new house was a gift from Xixi's biological father, Wang Chengyou did not show the slightest sourness, although he knew that Xixi's biological father was actually the biological father of the writer.

On the contrary, he was very happy.

When he didn't have the ability to improve the living conditions of the Mo Yan family, someone did it!

If necessary, he can also take advantage of loopholes and come to Mo Yan's house to see Mo Yan. After all, at that time, his father Wang Chen said that he was not allowed to set foot in Wang's family to Mo Yan's house.

The Star Tea Shop finally broke ground and reached the construction stage. Needless to say, the construction team was introduced by Wenhao. In this regard, Wang Chengyou still turned a blind eye. Looking at the excitement on Mo Yan's face, he thought that the role of the rival in love was not all negative.

No matter how he supported him in private, on the bright side, the writer never appeared at the decoration site once.

Tear down the wall, build the wall, shovel the wall skin, replace the plastic steel window, etc., and the decoration frame will be erected in two days.

Wrap risers, make decorative ceilings, paste gypsum lines...... Workers and workers were working inside, and Mo Yan wore a dust mask, so he had to squeeze to the side to watch. Wang Chengyou wanted to propose to go to Mo Yan's new house to pass the time in the next few days, but seeing that Mo Yan was full of interest in decoration, he had to shut up obediently.

Xingchen no longer grabbed Wang Chengyou at every turn and poured out the mystery in his heart. He became more and more enthusiastic about sitting in a daze, as if he had fallen into some kind of mystery in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually sank, generating a mature beauty that transcended the expression.

"Is your phone number working?" Brother Zhang, who rarely asks about Wang Chengyou's follow-up, finally couldn't help it after watching the "silent version" of the stars for a few days, and asked Wang Chengyou quietly.