I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

She said it logically and confidently.

Even Mr. Chen on the other side of the phone paused for a long time.

Only then did he find his voice: "Huh?"

"Mo Shiyan?"

"Do you want to marry Mo Shiyan?"

"just you?"

The old voice seemed to have heard a ridiculous joke.

Lin Qiu's eyes were scarlet, if there was a mirror in front of him now.

She could definitely see her completely distorted face.

And eyes as red as rabbits.

Lin Qiu couldn't wait to say to Mr. Chen on the other side of the phone: "Mr. Chen, you don't know."

"I, I never told you."

"Mo Shiyan and I are boyfriend and girlfriend!"

"He used to like me very much, but now he is just temporarily confused by that bitch Ming Nuan. He will come back to me soon."

"Wouldn't it be a win-win for you if I married Mo Shiyan?"

"As long as I marry Mo Shiyan and he loves me so much, he will definitely listen to me!"

Lin Qiu kept scratching the back of his other hand with one hand, scratching one mark after another nervously on his hand.

"Mr. Chen, give me a chance..."

There was deathly silence on the other side of the phone.

Just as Lin Qiu began to gain hope little by little.

When I felt that Mr. Chen was persuaded by her.

Mr. Chen's voice finally rang in his ears.

"Lin Qiu."

"You are very ill."

Lin Qiu's heart completely sank.

Mr. Chen thought it was ridiculous, and even said with ridicule, "Even if you are not disfigured, you are still not worthy of the Mo family."

"Not to mention you now."

"Don't go crazy in front of me."

"If you get mad again, I wouldn't mind replacing you."

"You can just come to my basement."

I heard the word basement.

Lin Qiu couldn't even scratch his hands.

A look of horror appeared on her face.

His whole body was twitching uncontrollably.

"no, do not want!"

Her voice was shrill.

"I only give you three days, hurry up and deal with Fu Chuan, you loser."

Mr. Chen felt extremely unlucky.

Hang up the phone directly.

Lin Qiu wiped the cold tears on his face.

Tears fell on the wound, the pain was heartbreaking.

"How did that happen?"

She murmured, lowering her head and looking at her hands, "A man like Fu Chuan was obviously carefully prepared by me for Ming Nuan."

She said to herself, "How does she deserve me?"

She was the only voice in the huge house.

Lin Qiu didn't know how long he sat there.

Turn your head slowly.

He looked at Ming Rourou who was still lying on the ground.

There was a fierce look in her eyes, "It's all your fault!"

She stood up and walked step by step in the direction of Ming Rourou.

……

Inside the Mo Group, the lights are still brightly lit even late at night.

Mo Shiyan received several big projects that he had to handle personally.

It looked like it was already early morning.

Mo Shiyan finally put down his pen.

The executives who worked overtime with him also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's all go back."

Mo Shiyan couldn't wait to go back.

The executives were surprised.

It’s a project that may take an all-nighter.

Mo Shiyan felt as if he had swallowed an accelerator.

I have never seen him so anxious when dealing with these projects before.

Now I know.

Everyone smiled knowingly.

So you want to go back to be with your wife?

Mo Shiyan really wanted to go back.

But when he was about to walk out.

But he suddenly turned around and asked with a serious face: "Do you know any suitable place for honeymoon?"

Think about it carefully.

Neither she nor Ming Nuan seemed to have had a honeymoon.

Not even a wedding.

Mo Shiyan deeply felt that these steps were absolutely indispensable.

He and Ming Nuan just got it wrong.

That’s why progress is so slow!

Everyone subconsciously wants to say it.

But soon, Mo Shiyan swept over their big bellies and bald heads.

He frowned in disgust, "Forget it, don't even say it."

"You guys know a good place."

A group of middle-aged executives: "..." After working all night, you still have to listen to such heart-wrenching words?

Mo Shiyan was thinking about the wedding and honeymoon.

The speed of returning home is not slow at all.

After returning to the old house, the whole house was quiet.

Total darkness.

He wasn't surprised either.

Ming Nuan must have gone to sleep.

So Mo Shiyan lowered his voice.

Unexpectedly, the door was locked?

He was a little surprised that Mingnuan didn't know how to lock the door when he slept.

Wait for him to find the key and open the door.

The smell of alcohol hitting his face made him frown subconsciously.

Ming Nuan drank?

Mo Shiyan subconsciously reached out his hand to turn on the light.

Unexpectedly.

Where the switch should have been, I touched a furry head.

Mo Shiyan was startled.

He turned around suddenly, but was hugged around the waist.

Although invisible to the eyes.

But as soon as he hugged him, Mo Shiyan knew that this person was Ming Nuan.

Ming Nuan's whole body was pressed tightly against him, and the smell of alcohol on her body was very light.

But her skin was hot.

"Ming Nuan, have you been drinking?" Mo Shiyan's voice sounded muffled to Ming Nuan.

she thought drowsily.

Yo.

It sounds so good.

With this thought in mind, she stretched out her hand and pinched Mo Shiyan's waist.

He said with a big tongue: "You, you, you have such a nice voice, who are you trying to seduce?"

Mo Shiyan: "..." Yes.

She drank.

And very drunk.

After being drunk, Mingnuan became particularly bold.

Mo Shiyan felt that a hand had easily unbuttoned his clothes, penetrated into his lower back, and wandered around his waist like a feather.

Ming Nuan stared in confusion, "Lower your head, I want to kiss you!"

she ordered.

Mo Shiyan raised his eyebrows.

This period of time has been very stressful.

I heard this now.

His eyes instantly turned dark and he lowered his head.

I felt Ming Nuan standing on tiptoes.

Explore his face bit by bit.

They were so close that their breaths seemed to be intertwined.

The smell of alcohol seemed to have made him a little drunker.

But at this moment.

But Mo Shiyan heard the wind.

Subsequently.

Ming Nuan’s hand slapped him!

It hit him right in the face.

Mo Shiyan: "?"

Didn't you say you wanted to kiss him?