After getting out of the car, Yan You stood in the cold wind, looked at the dark Mo family villa in front of him, and tightened his coat.

After making sure that there was no one in the master bedroom and study, Yan You took out his mobile phone and dialed him.

The busy tone in the earpiece for about half a minute seems to have been as long as a century.

'Sorry, your call is currently unanswered, please call again later......'

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In the dimly lit and smoky high-end private room, the roaring music is deafening, and the bottles and cans on the coffee table are stacked in piles.

The man in a black shirt and black trousers leaned back on the sofa in a lazy but elegant manner, and the light in his eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes cloudy.

Suddenly, the mobile phone resting on the coffee table rang, and he tensed all over, his eyes staring at the screen.

It's her phone! She even remembered to call herself!

Mo Yishen just pretended to look at it calmly, with a posture that he didn't intend to reach out to pick it up.

"Yo, isn't this my sister-in-law's phone? If you don't accept the insurance, you will be angry! Tang Yiyao came over and teased.

Mo Yi glanced at him coldly, and Tang Yiyao opened his mouth and smiled, with an innocent face.

Mo Yishen was too lazy to take care of it, and after more than ten seconds of suffering, he felt that it was almost over, and he sat up straight and was about to get his mobile phone, but he suddenly hung up there.

Her hand froze there, and the loneliness in her heart for days couldn't help but become thicker, was that all she had for him? Can't you just hold on for a few more seconds for him?

Yanyou, in your heart, is there any place for me?

Qi Shaosi looked at the wind and clouds on this side not far away, and saw that Mo Yishen's face was wrong and he began to pour wine again, so he walked over and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Tang Yiyao took a sip of red wine and said coolly: "I guess it's an awkward mess with my sister-in-law, I don't answer the phone, it's really too much." ”

Qi Shaosi knew about Mo Yishen and Yanyou for a while, so he gave Tang Yiyao a look and told him to shut up, then looked at Mo Yishen and said, "Don't drink, call her back, and I'll send you back later." ”

Mo was deeply deaf to the ear, and the whole glass of red wine had bottomed out.

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At one o'clock in the morning, the car drove into the Mo family's villa.

Qi Shaosi stopped the car, saw that there was a dim light in the hall of the villa, and said doubtfully while unbuttoning the seat belt: "It's so late, who will be at your house?" ”

Mo Yishen leaned back in the back seat, frowned and pressed his eyebrows, the servants at home have been sent back to the old mansion, and it is unlikely that anyone will be at home at this point in time.

The dizziness hit him with a burst of desire, and he didn't think about it, Mo Yishen pushed the car door and got out of the car.

Seeing that his steps were slightly chaotic, Qi Shaosi hurriedly stepped forward and carried him into the back room.

Finally threw him on the sofa, Qi Shaosi exhaled, and scolded in his heart, damn, it's so heavy!

went to the refrigerator and got two bottles of water, Qi Shaosi opened the lid and drank while walking out, and when he came out, he saw the girl slowly coming down the stairs, but he was stunned: "Why are you here?" ”

Yan You's eyes narrowed and didn't answer him, but the redness at the bottom of his eyes was a little obvious.

Qi Shaosi was a little embarrassed, she was his fiancée, and it was natural to clear his throat, he pointed to the man who was lying on the sofa: "He drank a little too much at night, so since you are here, I won't stay." ”

Yan You pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Thank you for sending him back." ”

Qi Shaosi waved his hand: "What's polite, then I'll go first, goodbye!" ”

Sending Qi Shaosi away, Yanyou went back to the house and walked into the sofa to see the man lying there full of alcohol.

She sat quietly beside him, looking at his clear outline under the light, dyed melancholy eyebrows, and a cold but depressed posture.