It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

"I like you to stay away from me." Lin Yang couldn't help thinking this way, but she still didn't say it out.

After all, she is not a decisive person.

If not, she would not be entangled with Mo Ningxuan anymore.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, let's eat." Mo Ningxuan saw that Lin Yang bowed his head and remained silent, but he didn't insist on forcing her again.

Nearly two hours have passed since the two finished their meal.

"I'll take you home." Mo Ningxuan suggested.

Lin Yang didn't refuse, and got into Mo Ningxuan's car.

Not long after, the car parked firmly downstairs of Lin Yang's house.

"Thank you." Lin Yang thanked him and got out of the car to leave.

"and many more."

But Mo Ningxuan stopped her.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yang thought that Mo Ningxuan had something else to do, so he turned his head and asked.

"Won't you invite me to sit up?" Mo Ningxuan pursed his thin lips slightly, looking at Lin Yang with a different emotion in his eyes.

Lin Yang was stunned for a moment, looking at Mo Ningxuan's chiseled handsome face, he had the feeling of a weasel wishing a chicken New Year's greetings.

Immediately smiled and said: "It's getting late, you'd better go home and rest, I'm sleepy too."

As he spoke, he yawned exaggeratedly.

Looking at the back of Lin Yang who was almost running away, Mo Ningxuan suddenly felt a little funny.

Why did this woman act like she was going to eat her, and panicked.

However, he will never let go again, Lin Yang can only belong to him.

Lin Yang went upstairs in a panic, and he was relieved when he entered the elevator.

After this period of time, Mo Ningxuan was chasing after her, which made her feel scared and embarrassed.

But what to do, Lin Yang has never had an answer to this question.

……

Early the next morning, as soon as Lin Yang entered the office, he saw the bouquet of yellow roses on the table.

She frowned and looked at the bouquet of delicate flowers.

It happened that the assistant Xiao Zhuang sent flowers in according to her habit.

"Who sent this in?" Lin Yang asked her while taking off his coat.

Xiao Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed the bouquet of flowers.She put the cup in her hand on the table and looked at the flower carefully.

"Huh? I don't know either."

Now Lin Yang felt a little helpless, she frowned.

Looking at the bouquet of flowers, I suddenly thought of a person.

Then, feeling a little irritable for no reason, he said to Xiao Zhuang, "Throw away this flower, it makes me upset just looking at it."

"Throw it away? It's a pity to throw away such a beautiful flower." Xiao Zhuang was a little embarrassed.

Lin Yang didn't look at her anymore, and waved his hands, "It's up to you, throw it away, soak your feet, just don't let me see it."

Hearing what Lin Yang said, Xiao Zhuang immediately smiled and said, "Then I'll take it."

"You take it quickly."

Originally thought that this flower was just for fun, but since that day, this flower has not stopped.

Xiao Zhuang looked at the flower and asked Lin Yang gossipingly, "Director, do you think someone wants to chase you?"

Lin Yang rolled her eyes, she had already guessed who sent the flowers.

"Don't talk nonsense, throw this thing away."

"You are guilty."

She has always been gentle, Xiao Zhou joked a little bit.

"Have you finished the report? Be careful deducting your salary." Lin Yang narrowed his eyes and threatened.

Xiao Zhou stuck out his tongue, and finally it stopped.

Seeing her leave, Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, Lin Yang could see the flowers on her table every day, and she became numb afterwards.

He directly called Xiao Zhuang to throw it away.

On this day, Mo Ningxuan just came to the company.

Lin Yang finally seized the opportunity, "Did you send the flowers?"

"Well, do you like it?" Mo Ningxuan confessed frankly, sitting opposite Lin Yang's desk with a smile.

"Like a ghost, don't give away such useless things." Lin Yang frowned.

Mo Ningxuan was stunned, and stretched out his hand to caress Lin Yang's cheek, "If you say that, you are not afraid that I will be sad?"

The man was already good-looking, but when his tone softened, it seemed that Lin Yang was bullying him.

"you--"

Before Lin Yang could say anything, he heard a voice.

"Director—" Then, the door of the office was pushed open.

Xiao Zhou stood blankly at the door, seeing the movements of the two of them, neither advancing nor retreating.

"How many times have I told you that you have to knock when you enter the door?" Lin Yang felt a headache, and reached out to slap Mo Ningxuan's hand off.

"I knocked on the door—" Xiao Zhou whispered.

Lin Yang stared, "I didn't hear that."

"I'm sorry!" Xiao Zhou was startled immediately, and quickly backed out.

The door was slammed shut again.

The room was silent for a while, and Lin Yang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

After seeing the smile on the man's face, he felt like crying even more.

"What are you happy about? Can you talk without touching your hands in the future?" Lin Yang stared at Mo Ningxuan and said.

Mo Ningxuan was indifferent, "Have you ever heard a word called 300 taels of silver here?"

"You don't come here, and, as I said just now, don't send flowers over again. I'm not a girl in my teens anymore, so I won't take this kind of thing."

She snorted, quite helplessly.

When it comes to scoundrels, she is really inferior to Mo Ningxuan.

Mo Ningxuan was noncommittal about this, but later results proved that he didn't listen to it at all.

Still go my own way.

Lin Yang didn't know how many times he saw flowers on his desk, and he became numb.

"Xiao Zhou, throw away the flowers." Lin Yang ordered without raising his head.

"Don't you like this flower? Why did you throw it away?" The visitor picked up the bouquet of yellow roses with some doubts.

The voice was clear and familiar, and when Lin Yang raised his head, he realized that it was Jin Han who came.

"Brother Jin Han, why are you here?"

"I'm here to see you. It's been a long time since we had dinner together. Let's meet at noon." Jin Han smiled gently.

"Okay." Lin Yang agreed almost without thinking.

Jin Han was still holding the bunch of flowers in his hand, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Mo Ningxuan?"

After understanding what he meant, Lin Yang nodded helplessly.

"I'm going to be annoyed to death. I told you not to send them, but I still send them every day. If the flowers didn't wither, my place would probably become a sea of ​​flowers."

Jin Han smiled and said, "This seems like something he would do."

Saying that, he casually put the bouquet of flowers aside.

"How are you doing recently? Are you still busy with the company's affairs?" Jin Han asked.

"Fortunately, my brother was away this week, so I realized that I really have many shortcomings." Lin Yang smiled.

The two chatted for a while, Lin Yang looked at his watch.

"It's only past ten o'clock, please sit down for a while, we'll have lunch later."

"Ah."

Jin Han sat down on the sofa at one side, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw Lin Yang who was buried in his work.

The sun shone on her face, and her face, as white as jade, was almost transparent by the light.

Like beautiful jade, people can't help but want to get close and possess it.

Jin Han looked at Lin Yang, his eyes darkened.

Perhaps from the very beginning, he shouldn't have been careless, Lin Yang shouldn't have belonged to Mo Ningxuan.

In any case, Lin Yang should belong to him, Jin Han.

"It's finally done." Lin Yang saved the files on the computer, stood up and greeted Jin Han.

"Come on, let's go eat."