love addiction

"Reliable, reliable. As long as Jingran gets on that ship, she will be sold abroad. At that time, she just wants to come back, and she doesn't have the strength." Jiang Ying's eyes flashed poisonous.

She bought these people with money, just to get Jing Ran to a further place.

Although she said that she left and would never come back, she didn't believe it!
Only in this way can she be at ease.

"That's good, without Jingran, Mo Chengyu is mine." Ji Zhixia said triumphantly.

"So you have to bear with it now, don't mess yourself up, and maintain your virtuous image in front of Mr. Mo, he will naturally favor you, after all, you are still pregnant with his grandson."

"...Okay!" Ji Zhixia's eyes flickered slightly.

***
When the Range Rover arrived at the beautiful scenery of Jiangcheng, Mo Chengyu got out of the car and looked at the dimly lit windows on the second floor, his heart suddenly calmed down.

He was really annoying dealing with Jiang Ying and Ji Zhixia.

If it wasn't for his own plan, he wouldn't be able to make these two people complacent in front of him.

Now that side is delayed, the rest is just a matter of time.

On the day when the truth comes out, he will definitely deliver the certificate of appraisal to Jing Ran, and then take her to apply for a marriage certificate.

Just thinking about it made him feel satisfied.

He opened the door briskly, the password was set by her, it was his birthday.

Because Jing Ran was adopted from an orphanage to Mo's family, her birthday is not very detailed, but the day when she arrives at Mo's family is regarded as her birthday every year.

So when setting the password, Jing Ran chose his birthday.

The little girl was very hypocritical at that time, and insisted on setting it like this.

Well, Mo Chengyu followed her.

Anyway, I've always been used to it, so it's not bad.

Besides, it also tactfully shows that she cares about herself very much.

As a man who doesn't like to show his emotions, he is still happy because of her words.

In the hall, after the floor lamp that was originally placed next to the sofa was broken, it became empty.

Mo Chengyu is used to taking a look at the floor lamp when he enters the door.

Then it disappeared, and he was not used to it for a while.

But fortunately she is here now.

As long as she is there, everything is best.

Thinking of that little woman, Mo Chengyu's steps became more brisk.

Walking up the steps in three steps at a time, the line of sight dropped slightly, and landed on the place where the pottery was placed on the TV wall.

He paused in his steps and looked closely.

The pottery he made is gone.

When he came back during the day, he and she put it up with their own hands. How could it disappear?
Could it be that Jingran put it away?

Or accidentally broke it?
this woman...

Mo Chengyu shook his head dotingly, turned around and went upstairs to the door of the room.

There was a faint light in the room, shining through the gap under the door.

He intentionally put on a positive expression before pushing the door open and going in.

She was sleeping when she left, and she didn't know if she woke up now.

The bed seemed to be the same as when he left, Mo Chengyu's eyes instantly softened, and he stopped touching Joe, and walked over gently, thinking of giving her a French kiss.

Must have kissed her out of breath.

Every time, seeing her panting, he felt very satisfied, and his self-esteem was encouraged.

Mo Chengyu stretched his hand in, wanting to pinch the willow waist that was tightly gripped.

but……

The man's originally gentle eyes turned cold instantly, his face darkened, and he threw off the quilt violently.

empty.

Nothing at all.

Even the bed is cold!

What about people?

What about Jingran? !

A faint uneasiness rose in his heart, and Mo Chengyu called out eagerly, "Jing Ran!"

There was no answer, and the not-so-large room didn't even have an echo.

He frantically searched the house.

Restrooms, no.

Locker room, no.

There are no balconies or study rooms.

"Jingran? Jingran!"

A voice sounded in the house.

Dining room, kitchen, garden, none.

Mo Chengyu almost ransacked the house, but he still couldn't find the woman.

There was no shortage of clothes in the dressing room, but one suitcase was missing. She took away the clothes he bought for her this time.

And... that piece of pottery.

"Jing Ran!"

A voice mixed with anger and despair resounded in the beautiful scenery of Jiangcheng...

***
Ji Zhixia ate the fruit specially prepared by Mo's family, and looked at Jiang Ying.

"Now that it's done, I'll pay you the balance in a short while, and we'll have nothing to do with each other in the future." Jiang Ying pursed her lips in satisfaction.

Hearing this answer, Ji Zhixia was also happy. He dropped the grape in his hand and got up and walked over. After Jiang Ying finished answering the phone, he couldn't wait to ask, "Mom? How's it going? Has Jingran been sold? "

"Yes." Jiang Ying nodded affirmatively, "Keep your voice down, be careful that the walls have ears."

"Okay." Ji Zhixia was very excited, and said in a low voice, "Now that little bitch is gone, and Mo Chengyu is mine."

"Don't be too happy, he will definitely look for Jingran all over the world, and he has no time to talk to you during this time, so don't be jealous, just turn a blind eye, anyway, he can't find it " Jiang Ying had a cold smile on her face.

Ji Zhixia nodded vigorously, "Okay, I'll listen to you, but Mo Chengyu has a lot of contacts, are you sure he can't find him?"

"Don't worry, I've done everything perfectly, he won't be able to find out." Jiang Ying was very sure.

Only then did Ji Zhixia feel relieved, and smiled happily, "Mom, I've been bored for a while, and Mo Chengyu ignores me for a while, can I go shopping? There are a lot of big-name new products released recently, all of which are The latest for fall, I didn’t make it to Fashion Week, and I’m running out of clothes.”

"Yes, but you have to spend money in a moderate way. You can't let the Mo family see that you are a money worshiper. This will reduce your image."

"Then give me some pocket money, I don't have enough money."

"What money do I have? Your father is very strict, so don't buy too many expensive ones. After you marry Mo Chengyu, you can buy them recklessly."

This makes sense.

Furthermore, Jiang Ying did not lie to herself, and her money was not much.

Ji Zhixia could only be disappointed, and went back to lie on the chair and eat grapes, "My money can't buy anything, so it's better to be bored at home."

Jiang Ying rolled her eyes, and she had an idea in her mind, and said to her, "Don't be discouraged, I'll go and test Mr. Mo, you are pregnant with his grandson, and he should give some money."

"Come, I'll wait for your good news."

Jiang Ying gestured OK and left the room.

Downstairs, Mo Lao was drinking tea and playing chess.

This is what he does most often every day. With Mo Chengyu in the company, he doesn't need to worry about anything at all. The only thing he worries about is Mo Chengyu's marriage and his grandson.

Jiang Ying came down from upstairs, her high heels walking loudly.

As soon as Mo Lao heard the footsteps, he felt a headache.

The main thing is to annoy Jiang Ying!
If it wasn't for the sake of the child in Ji Zhixia's belly, he would have driven this annoying woman out a long time ago.

But after thinking about it, at this moment, he still has to say hello with a smile, "Is Mrs. Ji going out?"

"No."

Mo Lao's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that she was here to find fault again.

"Old Xu, make tea for Mrs. Ji." Mo Lao hurriedly ordered.

Jiang Ying was not polite, took the tea from the butler, thanked him, looked at Mo Lao's chessboard, and said with a smile, "My in-laws are really elegant, they are different from our old Ji, he is a rough man, he only knows I was also influenced by him to be able to play swords and guns, otherwise I would be able to play chess with my in-laws, but Zhixia is not like her father at all, she is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She's quite talented, but when she gets better, you can let her play chess with you."

"I'm an old man. It's okay to waste time when I have nothing to do." Mo Lao waved his hand and glanced at the housekeeper.

The butler immediately took the chessboard away.

"I don't know if Mrs. Ji is looking for me for something? You see, it's time for my lunch break..." The following words are obvious.

Just say if you have something to do, I'm going to rest if I have nothing to do, but I don't have time to accompany you.

Jiang Ying put down her teacup and said seriously, "Today I called and chatted with a few little sisters, and asked about pregnant women. I heard that prenatal education starts from pregnancy, and I have to buy some things for the child. It's the same now. If you set it up like this, you will use it directly after you are born, and you won’t be in a hurry.”

"That's right." After hearing this, Mr. Mo understood his purpose, "I will arrange for people to prepare these."

"This... your Mo family doesn't have any careful women, and Zhixia is the mother of the child, so it would be better to let her buy these."

"Alright." Mo Lao understood her meaning more and more, and ordered the housekeeper, "Go and get my checkbook."

Jiang Ying held back her excitement and sat there calmly.

She didn't know how much money Mr. Mo would give, but she already had an amount in mind.

If there is little difference, she will not say anything.

But if the difference is too much, then she has to have an opinion.

The housekeeper brought the checkbook and handed it to Mr. Mo. He took a pen and scribbled a number on it, tore it off and handed it to Jiang Ying, "Buy it first, and if it's not enough, then get it from me."

"This, I'm a little embarrassed." When Jiang Ying said this, her hand was already reaching for the check.

Mo Lao didn't expose her, and after handing it to her, he got up, "Old Xu, help me upstairs."

"Good sir."

Jiang Ying looked at the amount on the check with a displeased expression.

You can tell at a glance that it is missing.

And it's a lot less!
Only one hundred thousand!
The Mo family is so rich that they are so reluctant to buy things for their grandson?

Just as Jiang Ying was about to speak, she heard Mo Lao say, "Mrs. Ji, let Zhixia buy the money, and wait for Cheng Yu to buy the rest."

"This..." Jiang Ying was speechless.

While she was hesitating, Mo Lao had already gone upstairs.

Jiang Ying was left standing there holding the check, her face livid with anger.

Ji Zhixia was waiting in the room for good news from Jiang Ying, but when she came back, she had a bad face.

"I'm so pissed off." She started to lose her temper as she closed the door.

Ji Zhixia lost his appetite for fruit, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong? Uncle Mo didn't pay?"

"He did."

"Then you still..."

"But he only gave one hundred thousand!" Jiang Ying couldn't figure out the number, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

"So little?" Ji Zhixia's face darkened, "I thought it would be at least 50."