The old mansion of the Mo family

"Alas, old saying, don't say that, since Youyou has made a decision, we respect the child's wishes, but there are some regrets that she can't fulfill her wishes.." Mo Shiyu sighed, his tone lost.

Mo Yishen stopped unscrewing the handle, stared, listened to the sound coming from inside, and frowned slightly.

"Maybe she didn't get married as she wished, maybe it was really fate." Mo Shijian forced a smile and said regretfully.

Hanging up the phone, Mo Shiwei turned around and saw Mo Yishen standing at the door.

"Did you hear it all?" Mo Shiyu looked at Mo and asked deeply.

Mo Yi pursed his lips deeply and hummed lightly.

Mo Shiyu walked to the sofa and sat down: "Don't you have anything to ask?" ”

"Who is she?" Mo Yi squinted his eyes slightly and asked straight to the point.

Mo Shiyu glanced at it meaningfully, but he didn't expect him to be so direct.

took a cigarette, lit it, and took a hard puff: "It's Youyou's mother, your Aunt Han Jing." ”

Mo Yi twisted his eyebrows deeply, Yanyou's mother died of illness when she was seven years old, and he knew this.

But isn't their father trying to match?

"Yi Shen, Youyou and Yanjue are both poor children, her mother left early, the most reassuring is their sister and brother, your Aunt Han Jing had a very good impression of you when you were young, and always thought that in the future we could make the two families in-laws, and later before she left, I also mentioned it, I have always kept it in my heart, thinking that if there is really fate, maybe it may not be possible to really get married, who knows that it has only been less than a month, and the two of you will be yellow, just let it be." Mo Shiwei waved his hand, which was a pity.

The ink is deep in the light, and there is a trace of complex essence in the bottom of the eyes.

Yanyou, you are so good, after teasing me, do you think you can get out of the way? Dream!

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Today is the weekend, and Yan You didn't forget to go to Yihan's brother's birthday banquet with Mo Yishen.

It so happened that a call came from Paris, urging that the delivery deadline for the porcelain plate was running out.

Yan You arrived at school early and began to paint porcelain plates very seriously.

After a busy day, I finally painted the porcelain plate, and then the glazing, firing, details, etc., do not need to worry about Yanyou, and use the fastest speed to air transport the porcelain plate to Paris, where someone will take over the following procedures, and this Yanyou is also a great success.

When night fell, Yan You hurried back to Yan's house on a bicycle, and when he entered the gate, he saw an extremely black luxury and restrained Maybach business car parked there from a distance.

Yan You remembered that it was Mo Yishen's car.

"Miss, Mr. Mo is waiting for you in the living room." Yan You entered the door, and the maid came over to remind him softly.

Words are excellent.

Yan Munian and Mo Yishen were sitting on the sofa in the living room talking, when they heard the sound of the door closing, and when they looked back, Yan You walked in in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, Paris urgently needs porcelain plates, and it's a little late to come back after being busy." Yan You straightened her messy hair.

Mo Yishen got up and looked at Yan You, his eyes were deep: "It's okay, let's go." He said goodbye to Yan Munian and left with Yan You.

got into the car, Mo Yishen handed the prepared dress to Yan You.

"Thank you!" Yan You looked at him, pursed his lips, and reached out to take it.

Mo Yi's eyes darkened and he was silent.

Yan You looked at him with a faint expression, but the atmosphere in the carriage changed instantly, she didn't know that a polite 'thank you' would also make the man angry.