The Vengeful Wife: Is the CEO Scared?

At the same time, in Huo's house, Huo Minglang was sitting opposite Ji Mochen. He raised his glass and said, "This is the first time the two of us have eaten at the same table in more than two years. Come on, Mochen, I toast you."

Ji Mochen continued to hold the dishes on the table indifferently, without any intention of stopping to clink glasses with him, "I don't drink."

"It's rare for everyone to sit together, Mo Chen, just take a few sips." Huo Laoduan sat in the upper seat, with an air of majesty and inviolability, "I won't get drunk."

"I said, I don't drink."

Seeing the tension in the relationship, Yin Xuerou immediately raised her glass and said, "Brother Chen must not drink because he has to drive later. How about this, brother Minglang, I'll have a drink instead of Brother Chen." She revealed With a sweet smile, Mr. Huo snorted coldly, as if he had stepped down the steps given by Yin Xuerou.

"It's okay to have cousin Xuerou instead. Clink glasses!"

After a meal, Ji Mochen just immersed himself in his meal as if he had completed his task, and Huo Minglang didn't ask him to drink any more ignorantly.Except for Ji Mochen, everyone else looked very happy.

"Minglang, when will your mother and Xiaoxue come back?" Mr. Huo asked while holding food in Yin Xuerou's bowl, "The two of them have been to Europe for more than two months, and it should be enough , let them restrain themselves a bit, it's outrageous."

"What grandpa said is that I will tell them to come back as soon as possible." Huo Minglang pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "But Mo Chen, I'm curious where you live every day? I haven't seen you coming back to live..."

As soon as he mentioned this, Mr. Huo threw his chopsticks on the table angrily, "Where do you live? How many times have I told him to come back to live in him? He didn't listen, but he wanted to live in that small apartment outside."

Ji Mochen stopped eating, "I don't want to answer this question."

"Is this your attitude? I am your grandfather, and am I not for your own good? You have everything at home, and your aunt cooks all the meals. You are still not satisfied and run out? Your wings have grown hard, and now you want to spread them Goofy, huh?"

"For my own good? You think you are good for me, but you want to keep me under surveillance, and you know everything you do. It's not that I don't know the eyeliner you put around me, but you just don't want to make too much trouble. .But just because I tolerate it doesn’t mean I’m afraid.”

Huo Lao's face was blue, "What kind of attitude is this! You..."

Ji Mochen glanced at Mr. Huo lightly, "I have already said that I am no longer what I used to be. The me now is much stronger than you imagined."

"Okay, Grandpa, don't be angry." Yin Xuerou hurriedly stepped forward and patted Huo Lao on the back, "Brother Chen didn't do it on purpose, you know, he has always had a sharp mouth and a tofu heart."

"Knife mouth bean curd heart? I think he is sincerely trying to piss me off!"

"Grandpa, don't say that, what's the benefit of being mad at you." Huo Minglang played with the fork in his hand, "Besides, if Mo Chen really has other ideas, you can't stop him, right?"

Huo Minglang's words successfully ignited Huo Laogang's anger again, "I can't stop him, he doesn't even think about who gave him today, if it wasn't three years ago..."

"Enough." Ji Mochen's face darkened, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "I said that no one is allowed to mention what happened three years ago, and I'm not listening to what I said?"

Seeing Ji Mochen's appearance, Mr. Huo suddenly felt guilty. He sat motionless on the chair, and even his breathing became much lighter, for fear that the loud voice would annoy this man like Shura.

"Don't eat." Ji Mochen put the chopsticks back on the table, "You can do whatever you want."

"My dear brother, go slowly." Huo Minglang stared at Ji Mochen's back, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, be angry, be angry, Ji Mochen, as I said, the strongest man should not Has weaknesses and past.A good show is slowly kicking off, just wait.

When Ji Mochen returned to the villa, he saw that Yan Yiyi was still half leaning on the sofa, he frowned, why did he sleep here?

He bent down and reached out to hug her waist. As soon as he touched her body, the other party immediately opened his eyes. His hand paused, and then he took it back.

"Why did you sleep on the sofa?"

After seeing who the other party was, Yan Yiyi closed her sleepy eyes with peace of mind, "I'll wait for you."

"what happened?"

Yan Yiyi continued to close her eyes, and said incoherently, "You agreed to let me contact my mother. You are finally back. Let me hear her voice, and Dabao and Xiaobao. I don't worry. I haven't seen it for a long time. I'm afraid that something will happen to them, Ji Mochen is really perverted, hide my mother and the others, and don't let... such rubbish people..."

Ji Mochen looked at her, his face that had been covered with haze all night finally had some color, "Stupid girl."

He raised his hand to gently rub her hair, but the person under his hand didn't respond at all, his little face was flushed, very cute.

"Get up, let you contact your mother."

When Yan Yiyi heard the word mother, she wanted to forcefully open her eyelids, and struggled to open them a little, "Mom..." After finishing speaking, she continued to close her eyes.

……

"I'm sorry if I don't get up now."

"Get up, get up!" Yan Yiyi struggled and raised her hand to grab his sleeve, "I got up, I woke up, I..." With a snap, her hand dropped again before she finished speaking.

Ji Mochen sighed, so tired, it seems that he has been worrying about the game for the past two days.

Forget it.

Ji Mochen picked her up and walked towards his room.He gently put her on the bed, the warm light shone on her face, and the fine hairs on her fair skin were clearly visible.Ji Mochen raised his hand to caress her face, "It's so stupid."

Perhaps his movements were too gentle, which made her face itchy. She raised her hand and touched the place that Ji Mochen had touched just now, turned over and continued to sleep.

Yan Yiyi was wearing a loose vest pajamas with a small neckline but wide sleeves.Because she turned over, she raised her hand directly, revealing a piece of snow-white softness, which was clearly displayed in front of Ji Mochen.

Ji Mochen's throat tightened, and he suddenly felt the heat energy coming from his body. This woman is really...

He stood up and walked towards the bathroom. What could he do with her?

Early in the morning, when Yan Yiyi woke up, she found that she seemed to have been in a ghost recently, and went to sleep on Ji Mochen's bed again...

She tidied up her appearance in a panic, glanced at Ji Mochen who was sleeping soundly next to her, and tiptoed out of the room.

"Morning, sister Yiyi." Zhang Sixing yawned and passed by Yan Yiyi.

Yan Yiyi instantly petrified, "Si Ding, listen to my explanation, it's not what you see."

Zhang Sixing looked at Yan Yiyi suspiciously, "What are you talking about?"

Yan Yiyi's face turned red, "I don't know why I appear here, I also find it incredible, I am also very confused, and I also..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sixing patted her on the shoulder, "We are all adults, it's normal to live together." After speaking, he gave her a knowing smile.

"What the hell is cohabitation? It's not like this. Really, I promise, there is nothing between me and him."

Zhang Sixing took out an apple from the refrigerator, washed it and handed it to Yan Yiyi, "Eat one?"

Yan Yiyi waved her hand, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"Forget it, I'll eat it myself." After finishing speaking, she bit off a piece of fruit with a click, "Mmm, it's so sweet!"

"Hey... I really didn't do anything..."

Zhang Sixing suppressed a smile, "To be honest, Sister Yiyi, I didn't know you were so fierce before, and you just crawled into Mr. Ji's room in the middle of the night. Although you two are in love, Mr. Ji has to do it anyway. Right. It's not good for you, a girl, to take too much initiative."

Yan Yiyi couldn't argue, "God, it's not like this, it's not what you see."

Zhang Sicheng came down from upstairs, and said with a smirk: "What do you see?"

"She came out of Mr. Ji's room in disheveled clothes early in the morning." Zhang Siming pointed at Yan Yiyi while biting an apple.

"Of course you just woke up with disheveled clothes!" After Yan Yiyi finished speaking, she found that what she said seemed to be a bit... Strange, she immediately said: "I really don't know what's going on, I'm lying on the sofa asleep."

"What are you doing sleeping on the sofa? You don't have a bed, you sleep on the sofa? There is also a living room on the second floor, and there is a sofa in the living room. Why do you sleep on the first floor?" Zhang Sixing threw the apple core, folded his arms and looked at the show. appearance.

"I was waiting for Ji Mochen to come back."

"Waiting for Mo Chen to come back? Why wait for him? Worried? We came back late and we haven't seen you waiting for anyone on this sofa? Besides, this is not the first time I've seen you come out of Mo Chen's room early in the morning Slightly. Tell the truth, Yan Yiyi, don't quibble."

"I...I don't quibble, really, I don't know why I'm in his room."

Yan Yiyi yelled out directly, and Ji Mochen was stunned when he heard this sentence just as he came out of the room, "I hugged it, what's wrong?"

Only at this moment did Zhang Sicheng know what lore is!The tricks I taught Ji Mochen before were all pediatrics, it was like playing tricks in class!
Zhang Sixing and Zhang Sicheng glanced at each other, both yawning and doing what they should do.

"you……"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ji Mochen was wearing a white round neck T-shirt on his upper body, and a pair of gray loose shorts on his lower body. His soft short hair became more and more black and shiny under the light.

Yan Yiyi swallowed, "Why are you dressed up today?"

"It's nothing, the tie has been worn for a long time, and I occasionally change into other clothes, why, doesn't it look good?"

"No, no, it's very good-looking, like a fledgling college student." Yan Yiyi's voice became smaller and smaller, until she couldn't even hear herself.

This kind of T-shirt and casual shorts was his favorite when he first met him.After seeing him for the first time at Romon Thielon's art exhibition, the second time we met was on the school forum. Someone posted a photo of his profile, and immediately became angry, saying that he was The school grassroots, give him a monkey or something like that.