Zhu Wuwu received a call from Lin Shaoshan on the way back.

She looked at her mother's face, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the phone: "Dad!"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Shaoshan's tone carried undoubted majesty: "Where are you now? I'll ask the old bell to pick you up."

Zhu Wuwu was surprised and paused: "Is there something wrong? Dad."

"I'm coming to Jincheng, let's talk about it later."

"Okay, then trouble Uncle Zhong to pick me up at the Lily Hotel in half an hour." Zhu Wuwu glanced at her mother again.

"Well, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Wuwu looked at her mother and asked, "Mom, how are you and your father doing?"

Weng Xiaomei's tone was cold, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Men don't have a good bird. They won't hesitate to push you into the dirt if necessary, and your dad is no exception."

"I always thought that you and my dad were more affectionate than Jinjian, but I didn't expect you to say that about him." It was difficult to hide the loss in the tone of Zhu Wuwu.

Weng Xiaomei sneered: "Maybe there was a time when love was stronger than Jin."

Feelings are like canned food, they also have an expiration date, that's true.

Zhu Wuwu turned his head to look out of the car, and suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted.

*

When he arrived at the restaurant, Zhu Wuwu saw Lin Shaoshan at a glance.

A beam of cold light swept towards Zhu Wuwu, her mind was confused, and her feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.

It's him.

Mo Sihan was dressed in a well-cut suit, his face was cold, and there seemed to be light on his body, which was extremely dazzling.

Zhu Wuwu's eyebrows furrowed, he clenched his phone suddenly, and walked over with his jaw clenched.

"Dad!"

Lin Shaoshan greeted her with a smile on his face: "Qianyu, you are here."

He pointed to the other side and motioned for Zhu Wuwu to sit next to Mo Sihan.

A hint of irritability flashed in Zhu Wuwu's eyes, and he didn't mean to sit down, but just politely greeted: "Mr. Mo."

Mo Sihan's good-looking brows were tightly piled together, and the cold breath slid all the way down the bridge of his nose to the thin lips, stretching to the contours of his cheeks, and the lines were sharp.

Zhu Wuwu's reluctant expression made someone quite unhappy.

"Qianyu, what are you doing standing?" Lin Shaoshan urged.

Zhu Wuwu spoke: "Dad, I'll sit next to you."

Mo Sihan's thin lips hooked, as if waiting to see a joke.

Today, Lin Shaoshan's performance is like selling his daughter, which inexplicably makes Zhu Wuwu feel embarrassed.

On the contrary, Mo Sihan's expression was always faint, and occasionally he condescended to him, listening to a few words of Lin Shaoshan's flattery to him.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Shaoshan's satisfaction with Mo Sihan was almost overflowing from his eyes.

Looking at the atmosphere, Mo Sihan seems to be the future son-in-law of the Lin family identified by Lin Shaoshan.

Zhu Wuwu was irritable and probably guessed her father's intention in calling her - to please someone.

In fact, before Zhu Wuwu arrived, Mo Sihan and Lin Shaoshan had already negotiated about the Lotus Island project.

Such a hot potato, Mo Sihan took it at all costs, Lin Shaoshan understood that Mo Sihan was his daughter's idea.

If the two families of Molin successfully married, Lin Shaoshan would raise his hands and feet in favor.

In the matter of the Lin family's son-in-law, Lin Shaoshan and Weng Xiaomei's attitude towards Mo Sihan is completely cold and fire.

Seeing that Zhu Wuwu did not sit down for a long time, Mo Sihan raised his eyelids, and his eyes turned to look at Zhu Wuwu with interest, and his thin lips lifted slightly: "Sit down."

Zhu Wuwu sat down beside Mo Sihan hard-headedly.

Zhu Wuwu didn't have time to digest what her mother told her, and the two met again so soon, and she was inevitably a little uneasy in her heart.

It may be a psychological effect, compared to the past, today's Mo Sihan seems to be more gloomy and unapproachable.

Zhu Wuwu sat as far away as he could, half of his ass was about to hang in the air.

Mo Sihan suddenly stretched out his long arm, put his arm on Zhu Wuwu's shoulder, and chuckled, "Honey, sit down a little."

Obviously, this "dear" was specially called by Mo Sihan to Lin Shaoshan.

Zhu Wuwu's jaw tightened, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "No need."

Lin Shaoshan saw the difference between the two, raised his eyebrows and asked Zhu Wuwu, "Are you two quarreling?"

The corners of Mo Sihan's good-looking lips pursed: "Today we are talking a few words."

Lin Shaoshan feigned anger: "Qianyu, don't be willful."

In addition to wishing no worries at this meal, Lin Shaoshan and Mo Sihan were both very happy.

It's no wonder that people with status have high acting skills, and when I look at it today, it's really true.

After the meal, Mo Si signed his name smoothly, and then handed the document in his hand to Lin Shaoshan.

Before leaving, Lin Shaoshan specially instructed, "Si Han, I'll trouble you to send Qianyu back in a while."

"No problem, Mr. Lin."

It seems that they have succeeded in reaching some kind of agreement, and the words "deed of sale" suddenly popped up in Zhu Wuwu's mind.

Sure enough, the daughters of wealthy families are all sold.

Zhu Wuwu obviously misunderstood something, so she was even more unhappy.

*

parking lot

A strong beam of light shone through, and Yan Qing stepped out of the car and respectfully opened the door.

Mo Sihan took a long step and sat down with a bent down.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Wuwu still had no intention of getting on the bus.

The man's angry voice had already smashed through the car: "Don't get in the car yet!"

Zhu Wuwu's face was calm, and he directly rejected his kindness: "I'll go back by myself, so I won't trouble you."

"Miss Lin, please don't make it difficult for me, you know Mr. Mo's temper." Yan Qing stood in front of Zhu Wuwu.

The corners of Zhu Wuwu's lips tugged and he got into the car.

Mo Sihan's movements naturally wrapped around her waist, and the handsome face that was close to Chi Qi had already reached her in front of her in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Wuwu turned to the side and avoided Mo Sihan's kiss.

Mo Sihan's eyes were heavy, and he grabbed every detail of her expression in front of him.

"Emotions for me?" Mo Sihan asked.

Zhu Wuwu said lightly, "No. I'm a little curious about what you signed with my dad just now?"

Mo Sihan tilted his head and sneered, and slowly tugged at the tie around his neck: "Your deed of sale."

"It's not funny at all." Good luck with worry-free eyes.

Mo Sihan's tall body pressed against her again, with a strong coercion.

The cold lips pressed against her white neck, and the neckline was ripped open by him familiarly.

Zhu Wuwu endured his anger and felt his shirt being torn off: "Mr. Mo, there is a third person in the car, what are you doing?"

Yan Qing's eyes didn't even dare to look at the rearview mirror, and it was his professional ethics to ignore indecency.

Mo Sihan's movements did not pause, and the suppressed male breath came from his ears: "Do you want me to let Yan Qing go down first?"

Zhu Wuwu angrily pushed him away: "Don't go too far! If you do this again, I'll get out of the car."

Mo Sihan was slightly stunned, turned to stare at her face, and let go of her abruptly.

Suddenly, there was an extra cigarette on his fingertips, and he squinted slightly and spit out smoke rings, covering his entire cold face in an obscure mist.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Zhu Wuwu has always hated men smoking, and in the cramped car, the smell of smoke is even more pungent and unpleasant.

Mo Sihan took out a wet towel and extinguished the cigarette, his eyes skimmed over the woman nearby, and said coolly, "Don't like the smell of smoke?"

"It's annoying."

The corners of Mo Sihan's lips hooked: "Do you want me to quit smoking?" Someone is watching, I can think about it."

Zhu Wuwu saw through his thoughts, and snorted coldly, "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Her indifference stung him.

Mo Sihan sneered: "

In your father's eyes, you and I are a couple, and it seems that he really wants me to be your Lin family's son-in-law."

"I'm sorry, I don't think so." I wish you no worries, but you don't smile.

Mo Sihan's pupils narrowed slightly, and his dark eyes like a falcon looked at her, "You are a little abnormal today. Is there anything I should know that you don't want me to know?"

"Nope." The voice was cold.

"That's good." Mo Sihan retracted his gaze, unclear of joy and anger.

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Zhu Wuwu pondered for a while before he opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "By the way, I listened to my mother......

As soon as Zhu Wuwu raised his head, he met Mo Si's cold eyes, which made her shudder, and her voice was stuck in her throat and couldn't come out.

Mo Sihan in this state, no one dares to mess with him, unless he is disgusted.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Sihan's voice was hoarse and his expression was complicated.

Zhu Wuwu opened his mouth, and instantly retreated: "It's nothing."

The two of them sat not far away, but they had a glimpse of the wall in their hearts.

Xu is atmosphere was too depressing, Mo Sihan stretched out his hand and dragged Zhu Wuwu's whole person over.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Wuwu was pulled into his arms and sat on Mo Sihan's lap in an ambiguous posture.

"Do you want to do it again?" Zhu Wuwu turned his head and glared at him.

Mo Sihan held the back of her head with one hand, and his cold lips covered it without hesitation.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The passive long kiss coefficient was poured into the mouth, and the woman's voice was instantly silenced.

Up and down his hands, the place where the big palms with distinct bones touched was crispy and numb like an electric shock.

After sharing the same bed for two years, Mo Sihan is accurately familiar with every sensitive point on her body.

The string in Zhu Wuwu's mind trembled, and he used the power of the desolation in his body to escape from the clutches.

Mo Sihan seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction just now, and instructed Yan Qing, "Hurry up!"

The man's explicit statement is already very clear.

Zhu Wuwu unceremoniously threw an angry expression at him: "Are you a sperm/worm in the brain tonight?"

Mo Sihan's face maintained a calm expression, as if smiling rather than smiling: "Men use their brains a lot during the day, and occasionally at night when they need to think only with their lower body. Do you want me to call your dad first and ask him for instructions that you will sleep with me tonight?"

Zhu Wuwu clasped his hands tightly and told himself to calm down.

Zhu Wuwu turned his face to look at him: "By the way, I suddenly want to go back to your Mo family's old mansion, can you accompany me?"

"What are you going to do in the old house?" Mo Sihan frowned.

Zhu Wuwu pretended to be calm: "I want to go and put incense on my grandparents."

Mo Sihan said in a flat tone, "In a few days, it will be grandpa's death day, and you can accompany me to Songshan Cemetery when the time comes."

Zhu Wuwu sorted out his thoughts: When I went, I could learn about Mo Sihan's parents from the side.

Maybe there will be an unexpected receipt at that time.

But-

On second thought, what are we going to do tonight?