The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

Mo Jingchen was standing next to his royal blue Maserati, and for some reason suddenly felt that he was a head shorter.

In order to support himself, Mo Jingchen took out a large bouquet of roses from the co-pilot, which almost drowned him.

Holding the rose in his hand, he glanced at Gu Xiuye ​​provocatively.

Gu Xiuye ​​just glanced at him coldly, and tightened his grip on the milk tea in his hand, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Mo always came to pick up my girlfriend?"

A word of girlfriend blocked Mo Jingchen's way.

Mo Jingchen rolled his eyes impatiently: "Qing Ge just said not long ago that she is single."

What's more, he just wanted to make up for what he did before.

How could it be that he came to pursue Mu Qingge?

"That's embarrassing, she agreed to date me last night, presumably it won't be long before President Mo will receive invitations from the two of us."

After what happened last night, Gu Xiuye ​​was in a good mood, and seeing Mo Jingchen slumped made him even more excited.

When Mu Qingge walked out of the TV station, he saw Mo Jingchen and Gu Xiuye ​​standing at the door like two big Buddhas.

There were quite a few people around, taking out their mobile phones and taking pictures non-stop.

Mu Qingge stood there in embarrassment, covered his face with his hands, and walked towards Gu Xiuye ​​without any hesitation.

Gu Xiuye ​​greeted him with a smile, and handed over the milk tea: "It's hot, five cents of sugar."

The moment Mu Qingge saw the milk tea, Mu Qingge's eyes lit up and bent into the shape of a crescent moon.

"How do you know that I like to drink milk tea from this store?"

"Of course I know." Gu Xiuye ​​raised his hand and stroked her hair, completely treating her like a little girl.

Mo Jingchen clenched his fists when he saw that she was holding a cup of milk tea like a treasure, and strode over with a rose in his hands.

"Mr. Gu only needs a cup of milk tea when chasing someone? That's really generous." His tone was full of sarcasm.

Mu Qingge's face turned cold, and he raised his eyes: "President Mo, I have to correct you on this point, he is not chasing me, we are already together."

Mo Jingchen had heard this matter from Gu Xiuye ​​a long time ago, but it was another matter from Mu Qingge's mouth.

His face was embarrassing for a while, and his breath was stuffed in his chest, and he couldn't vent it.

Gu Xiuye ​​raised his eyebrows and smiled, pulling Mu Qingge into his arms: "Mr. Mo, chasing people is to match what they like. Have you ever asked Qing Ge if he likes flowers?"

"I just want to make up for her!" Mo Jingchen felt that the appearance of the two of them standing together was too dazzling, so he gritted his teeth.

Mu Qingge walked up to Mo Jingchen with a calm expression, as if the person standing in front of her was not her ex-husband, but a stranger.

"Mo Jingchen, the two of us have had nothing to do with each other since we signed the divorce certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Please don't bother me anymore."

Mu Qingge raised the milk tea in his hand and praised Mo Jingchen: "I just like milk tea, and I don't like beautiful but useless things like roses!"

"Can't you give me another chance? I just want to make it up to you!"

Mo Jingchen stepped forward to grab Mu Qingge's hand, but Mu Qingge suddenly took a step back.

The smile on Mu Qingge's face was full of sarcasm: "Did I give you too few chances? When I was in the Mo family, I kept myself as low as dust and begged you again and again, but did you ever give me a chance?!"

Seeing Mu Qingge's excitement, Gu Xiuye ​​stepped forward to hold her hand, which made Mu Qingge's excitement slightly suppressed.

Mu Qingge turned his head away, not wanting to pay any more attention to him.

"Mo Jingchen, don't go too far!"

Gu Xiuye's cold eyes swept across Mo Jingchen, making him shudder, many words stuck in his throat, and he could no longer utter a sound.

He and Mu Qingge's tightly clasped hands hurt Mo Jingchen's eyes, and for some reason, his whole heart hurt like a needle prick.

"I just want to make it up to you..." Mo Jingchen's voice was weak.

"If you stay away from me, you will make up for me!"

Mu Qingge's brows were full of ice, and after saying those words, he took Gu Xiuye's hands and got into the car.

Holding the words in his hands, Mo Jingchen stood there blankly, watching Gu Xiuye's car get further and further away until it disappeared from his sight.

"President Mo, everyone has left, what are you looking at?"

Lv Wenwen didn't know when she came over, she walked slowly to his side, curling the corners of her lips.

Hearing her voice, Mo Jingchen immediately put away all the emotions on his face, and threw the rose in his hand on the ground vigorously.

"Mr. Mo, you are so humiliated by Gu Xiuye, how can you bear it?"

Lv Wenwen raised the corner of her mouth into a smile, as if she was talking about someone who didn't want to do it.

Mo Jingchen lowered his voice, and squinted at Lu Wenwen.

"If you do this, won't he hate you?"

Lu Wenwen restrained her smile, and looked coldly at the car going away: "I gave him many chances."

She lowered her figure, almost begging Gu Xiuye ​​to marry her, but Gu Xiuye ​​refused again and again.

But what she didn't tell Mo Jingchen was that as long as Gu Xiuye ​​was willing to bow his head, then their Lu clan would definitely help SK.

Looking at her distorted face due to jealousy, Mo Jingchen felt his heart palpitate.

"What's more, President Mo is more interested in Mu Qingge than SK, right? If the two of them can be separated without any effort, why bother to go to war?"

Lu Wenwen smiled and pulled her hair back.

Mo Jingchen's heart sank: "Gu Xiuye ​​is not worthy."

After hearing what he said, Lu Wenwen raised her eyebrows and smiled, and couldn't hide her sarcasm: "Mr. Mo, why don't you go back and think about it. Do you want to make up for her, or do you want her to come back to you?"

After saying this, Lu Wenwen left.

But these words seemed to drop a huge stone in Mo Jingchen's heart, making the calm lake in his heart vibrate with layers of waves.

Ai Luo contacted Mu Qingge and asked her to go there next week to prepare early for Fashion Week.

Mu Qingge pursed her lips and asked Ai Luo: "Can Zhou Shuang be in charge of this fashion week with me?"

Hearing Mu Qingge's request, Ai Luo was a little surprised.

It wasn't until Mu Qingge explained to her what happened between the two of them that Ai Luo agreed with a smile.

With Ai Luo's consent, Mu Qingge revealed the news to Zhou Shuang.

Zhou Shuang was shocked and was speechless for a long time.

"Why don't you want to?" Mu Qingge joked.

"No..." Zhou Shuang waved his hands quickly, hesitating and not knowing what to say.

"Your ability is obvious to all, what are you afraid of?"

Mu Qingge couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Mu Qingge's words, Zhou Shuang felt sour with regret, and couldn't help sniffing.

"Are you crying?" Mu Qingge stood up abruptly, at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her.