Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 332 I believe you (11)

Ye Qimeng hurriedly looked at Ye Mu: "Ye Mu, even if we hate each other, you should understand me. What I said is true or false, you know very well in your heart!"

"Xiao Mu, it's not that there is no solution to this matter. Qi Meng hasn't married yet. Do you want her to be bullied like this?" Ye Shanhu spoke to defend his daughter in a timely manner.

Ye Mu seldom speaks. At this moment, looking up at Talking and Ye Shanhu, she didn't give any answer.

Mo Shen lightly took Ye Mu's shoulders. He had absolute confidence in Ye Mu: "Xiao Mu, do you believe me?"

Ye Mu lowered her head, her fingers intertwined in front of her abdomen. After a while, she raised her head to look directly at Mo Shen's gaze.

Eyes met, and Ye Mu came to a conclusion right away. She looked at Mo Shen with confidence: "I believe in my uncle."

If two people had the same truth, Ye Mu would be more willing to trust the person closest to him. Mo Shen would not lie to her, as long as he told her that it was not him, she would believe him unconditionally, even if everyone did not believe it, even if there was more evidence, Ye Mu would choose to believe him.

Mo Shen held Ye Mu's strength tightly, she believed him, it was enough.

"Ye Mu! Is it interesting for you to lie to yourself like this?" Ye Qimeng gritted her teeth and stared at Ye Mu: "Or you are in order to sit firmly in Mrs. Mo's position. Whatever happens, you can tolerate it?"

Because of Ye Mu's answer, Ye Shanhu had already closed his eyebrows, and he opened his mouth: "Mr. Mo, if you are..."

"Mr. Ye." Mo Shen interrupted him, his face was furious, but his expression was serious: "If you have time to struggle, it is better to spend more time to help your daughter find the real person. Some words are too much. Yes, that's slander."

Ye Shanhu squinted his eyes, obviously angry, but had nothing to say.

Ye Muqing took Mo Shen's hand and whispered: "It's nothing to do with us, let's go first."

Since it's not their business, why stay here and listen to them.

Ye Mu didn't want to stay here any longer, Mo Shen took her hand and opened the door directly.

Ye Shanhu watched Mo Shen leave, but couldn't stop it.

"Dad!" Ye Qimeng couldn't keep Mo Shen, she could only look at Ye Shanhu for help.

Ye Shanhu stopped talking to her, and only uttered two words to her: "Shame!"

If Ye Qimeng didn't admit that it was voluntary, maybe there was a turning point in this matter, but Ye Qimeng was so stupid that she would not confess herself.

"I'm ashamed? If you had a way to let me see Mo Shen, it is me who is sitting in Mrs. Mo's seat today, it cannot be Ye Mu!" Ye Qimeng stared at Ye Shanhu aggrievedly, retorting uncontrollably.

She usually doesn't dare to confront her father. The words she said at the moment provoke Ye Shanhu. Ye Shanhu raised her hand and slapped her: "You have no brains like you, even if you give you ten chances, you can't sit down. That location!"

Ye Shanhu turned and left in a rage, not taking into account the slapped Ye Qimeng who was extremely wronged.

Ye Qimeng held half of her face, bit her lip, her tears slid out of her eyes uncontrollably: "It's all my fault, all my fault! Isn't there anything wrong with you!"

In the morning, because of Ye Qimeng, Ye Mu missed the golf course. Taking advantage of this free time, Ye Mu and Mo Shen dine at the hotel alone.

The place to dine is not the hotel restaurant, but the Mo Shen suite.

The presidential suite of a five-star hotel is still different. The only presidential suite in this hotel was booked by Mo Shen. Ye Mu liked this room very much. She likes this room not because it is big, but because it has a wide view, almost all the buildings in this city are in the eyes.

Ye Mu leaned against the window to watch the scenery and took the initiative to order breakfast. He opened the suitcase for Mo Shen again and hung all the clothes he was going to wear these days in the closet.

Coffee beans are prepared in the kitchen of the suite. There is a category that Mo Shen likes. Ye Mu cleans the coffee machine and asks Mo Shen outside: "Uncle, would you like coffee? You can make fresh coffee here."

Mo Shen looked at her as usual and nodded.

Ye Mu gave him a smile and started to prepare. It was the coffee that Mo Shen taught her to make. She didn't like coffee herself. She felt it was bitter, but Mo Shen liked it. She watched him too much, and asked a few more questions, and she was able to master it very well.

Today, Ye Mu specially cooked a cup for Ji also. She slept too little last night, worrying that she would be sleepy in the afternoon, so she decided to drink some coffee to refresh herself.

Ye Mu was cooking. Hearing the door bell, Ye Mu reminded Mo Shen: "It should be the catering department that delivered the food. Uncle opened the door."

In the kitchen, she heard the sound of the door opening and the advancing of the dining car and stared at the coffee. When it was finished, she poured it into the coffee cup and brought it out.

Ye Mu handed a cup to Mo Shen's table, and added a lot of creamer and sugar to his cup. It's too bitter, she can't drink it.

The breakfast looked quite hearty, Ye Mu didn't speak, and took a sip of everything, and then recommended to Mo Shen: "This one tastes good. The one in front of my uncle should be more suitable for your taste."

After coming out of the room downstairs, Ye Mu said nothing about what happened just now, as if it hadn't happened at all.

Even so, Mo Shen could tell that she had questions to ask.

"Nothing to ask me?" After all, Mo Shen spoke for her.

Ye Mu stopped cutting breakfast. She half-headed and looked at the food in front of her. Her chewing movements slowed down. She ate the food in her mouth and looked up at him: "Last night, before my uncle came back , Where did you go?"

She only knew that he was busy. He didn't say exactly what he was busy, and Ye Mu didn't ask much.

"I was really busy last night, but I was not in the hotel and went out to meet a friend." Mo Shen explained briefly, looking at her with a serious look.

Ye Mu is not a chattering person, as long as he tells her what he is up to is enough.

Mo Shen looked at Ye Mu and nodded, clasped his hands on the table, and looked at her with some inquiries in his deep eyes: "Does the little lady really believe in me, or is it to help me?"

"I really believe it." Ye Muqing took a breath and looked at Mo Shen frankly: "Although this matter is a bit inexplicable, I believe in my uncle."

They were together for a year and a half, Ye Mu knew what Mo Shen was like.

With Mo Shen's words, Mo Shen smiled a little: "It seems that it is worth going to the downstairs room today."

At the very least, he knew that his little wife's trust in him was completely unconditional.

"But I don't want my uncle to be splashed with dirty water." Ye Mu pressed one hand on Mo Shen's palm, and she was quite uncomfortable with what happened in the morning.

Mo Shen held her palm and pressed it against his thin lips. His deep and invisible eyes were filled with a certain color: "In the future, no matter what happens, you must trust me like today."

(End of this chapter)