After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

It's a pity that his temper is not very good, and he opened his mouth in a cold tone: "Get in the car."

"No." Mo Xiaoyu turned his face away and continued to walk to the side: "Sister Luna, let's go."

"Stop." An Zhengye's cold voice came from behind.

Mo Xiaoyu walked straight forward as if he didn't hear it. Luna, who was being held by the arm, was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to go or not to go.

Mo Xiaoyu simply let go of his arms and walked forward with his head depressed.

There was a "bang", the sound of the car door closing, and then Mo Xiaoyu's hand was grabbed: "Get in the car with me."

"Why should I go with you?" Mo Xiaoyu shook his arm vigorously, unable to move away at all.

Without saying a word, An Zhengye took Mo Xiaoyu's arm and walked towards the car. Mo Xiaoyu struggled a few times, but still couldn't break free, so he stretched out his hand to Luna: "Sister Luna, help me."

Luna recovered from her daze, and wanted to walk in Mo Xiaoyu's direction, but just as she took a step, she was frozen in place by An Zhengye's sharp eyes, and could only watch helplessly as her artist was killed. Pulled into the car.

"Drive." An Zhengye said coldly, and the car started immediately.

Soon the Maserati drove away from the entrance of the photography base, and An Zhengye let go of his hand, returning to his usual cold expression.

"Hey, why are you always like this?" Mo Xiaoyu rubbed his wrist dissatisfiedly, this is the first time, what's wrong with this scumbag, he always pulls people into the car when he disagrees with him.

An Zhengye looked at her gloomyly: "Why do you insist on filming? Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"None of your business." Mo Xiaoyu pursed his lips and turned his head away angrily.

An Zhengye frowned, staring closely at the back of Mo Xiaoyu's head.

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. If his eyes had lasers, Mo Xiaoyu felt like the back of his head would be seen through.

"Where are you taking me?" Mo Xiaoyu asked in a stiff tone, rubbing the back of his head.

"Send you home." An Zhengye said lightly, and at the same time withdrew his gaze.

Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "Oh."

After these two sentences, there seemed to be nothing to say between the two of them, and they sat in silence all the way until the Maserati arrived at the door of Mo's house.

"I'm here." Mo Xiaoyu unbuckled his seat belt: "Thank you for taking me home."

As he spoke, without waiting for An Zhengye's answer, he pushed open the car door and stepped out quickly.

An Zhengye was suddenly troubled, did she just stay away from him so impatiently?
Thinking of this, An Zhengye's face darkened for a moment, and he got out of the car behind Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu was about to ask An Zhengye why he got out of the car, when a white BMW stopped at the door, and Mo Xiaoyu recognized it as Xu Zhou's car at a glance.

Sure enough, the next second Xu Zhou was carrying his things, pushed the door and got out of the car. When he saw Mo Xiaoyu, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Xiaoyu, you..."

Just halfway through speaking, he recognized the figure beside Mo Xiaoyu, the smile on his face immediately subsided, and he strode forward.

"Xiaoyu, he didn't trouble you, did he?" The first thing Xu Zhou did when he came over was to pull Mo Xiaoyu to his side, and said softly.

"No, it's you. Do you want to come to me at this time?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at him suspiciously.

"I heard that you had an accident on the set. How are you? Are you injured?" Xu Zhou carefully looked at Mo Xiaoyu several times, and the look of concern in his eyes could not be concealed.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled warmly: "I'm fine, I'm not hurt."

"That's good. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me." Xu Zhou said warmly. After all, she is his artist now, and he should be responsible for her.

"Well, I see, thank you."

Mo Xiaoyu's tone was talking to Xu Zhou, completely ignoring An Zhengye who was beside him.

An Zhengye felt unhappy, not only bored, but also a little sour.

Without thinking about it, he took a step forward, separated the two people who were talking, and said darkly: "Don't always be brave, it's better to call a family doctor to check."

Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback by his tough words that showed concern...

Is it an illusion?This kid seems to have cared about him from the very beginning?
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Go in and rest." As he spoke, he pulled Mo Xiaoyu's wrist and was about to walk into the villa.

"Xiao Yu." Xu Zhou subconsciously followed, An Zhengye suddenly stopped and looked at him coldly

"Don't worry about it, I will take care of Xiaoyu." An Zhengye said coldly, holding Mo Xiaoyu's hand slightly, as if swearing sovereignty.

"Boss An is wrong, right? In what capacity do you care about Xiaoyu?" Xu Zhou's tone became cold: "Xiaoyu has never cared about her for two years after marrying you. What are you doing now?"

"You!" An Zhengye rarely choked, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said in a dangerous tone: "That's my family affair with Xiaoyu, and has nothing to do with you."

"An Zhengye!" Xu Zhou's warm expression instantly sank, and he looked at An Zhengye with cold eyes.

An Zhengye's eyes were even colder, he stared at Xu Zhou condescendingly, and the two stared at each other, Mo Xiaoyu seemed to see lightning.

"Stop arguing, I will rest when I go back, you all go back." Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly stood in the middle, separating the two of them.

I really don't understand, what are the two of them doing in front of her house?

An Zhengye looked away: "I'll go in with you."

"No need, I'll just go in by myself." Mo Xiaoyu said in surprise, and hurriedly stopped him.

"I haven't seen my father-in-law and mother-in-law for a long time. I'll go in and have a look." An Zhengye said righteously.

"Ah?" Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being taken aback, father-in-law?

They are almost divorced, okay, let's talk about the father-in-law and mother-in-law?
While Mo Xiaoyu was in a daze, An Zhengye had already reached out and rang the doorbell.

"Wait!" Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed, but it was too late, Xiao Li had already come to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, An Zhengye greeted Xiao Li: "Mother-in-law."

Then she walked in with a natural expression, Xiao Li's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do.

Xu Zhou gritted his teeth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he walked in with his legs.

Immediately, Mo Xiaoyu was the only one left at the door, standing outside the door stupidly, wondering in his heart, how did it become the current situation?

How is it different from the plot of the novel?The male lead and supporting male came to her house at the same time?
"Don't come in yet." An Zhengye's cold voice came from inside the door.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu responded, and walked in slowly, she really didn't want to face the next scene.

But she had to go in if she didn't want to. She stepped in, feeling as if she had stepped into the Shura field.

Xu Zhou and An Zhengye were standing in the entrance with cold faces, ignoring each other.

Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to assume the master's posture, pointing forward: "There are slippers over there, you can change them on."

"Yeah." An Zhengye took off his leather shoes and put on slippers.

Mo Xiaoyu had already changed into his slippers with ease, and brought Xu Zhou a pair of slippers.

"You put it on."

"Thank you, Xiaoyu." Xu Zhou smiled softly, and glanced at An Zhengye quite complacently.

An Zhengye paused when he changed his shoes, and his face became gloomy again.

"Xiaoyu..." Xiao Li peeked at Mo Xiaoyu's eyes and asked in a low voice, "What's going on here?"

Mo Xiaoyu didn't know how to answer at all, and at this time Mo Yuan also came to the entrance.

Seeing the three of them, Mo Yuan was taken aback for a moment. Even though he was used to seeing big scenes, it was a bit embarrassing to encounter such a scene.

One is the daughter's prospective ex-husband, and the other is the daughter's suitor, which is not easy to handle.

"Hello, Uncle, Auntie." Xu Zhou greeted modestly.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law." An Zhengye nodded naturally.

"Come in, please come in." Mo Yuan was a little surprised. An Zhengye called his father-in-law, but he cheered up and invited the two of them in awkwardly.

"Okay, thank you uncle." Xu Zhou smiled gently, and followed Mo Yuan into the door.

An Zhengye didn't fight for it, he stepped in unhurriedly, and Xu Wei hurriedly followed.

"Xiao Yu, why did Zheng Ye come with Xu Zhou?" Xiao Li took a step away, pulled her daughter, and asked softly.

"That, I met at the door." Mo Xiaoyu said vaguely, she couldn't figure out what the two of them were thinking.

Xiao Li saw her daughter was in a dilemma, so she didn't ask any further questions, and walked in the door holding Mo Xiaoyu's arm.

When the two returned to the living room, An Zhengye and Xu Zhou were already sitting on the sofa, with each sitting on the other side of the table.

Mo Yuan was sitting on the main seat, smiling awkwardly, while Xu Zhou was sitting facing An Zhengye.

"Xiao Yu, come and sit down." Mo Yuan greeted.

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, and reluctantly walked over. The seat she was used to was next to An Zhengye, and she sat down without thinking.

But he didn't see An Zhengye's triumphant expression slightly raising his eyebrows at Xu Zhou, Xu Zhou's face was gloomy, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

"I didn't know you were coming, I didn't prepare any good tea, I hope you don't mind." Xiao Li entertained.

"Thank you, auntie, you're being polite." Xu Zhou took the teacup and said warmly.

"It's okay, come, Zhengye, drink tea."

Xiao Li handed the teacup to An Zhengye, and An Zhengye took it: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After Xiao Li poured all the tea, the living room suddenly became quiet, and everyone didn't know how to speak.

Mo Xiaoyu was extremely depressed, and felt that An Zhengye was just looking for trouble, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Unhappily, he kicked An Zhengye under the table, but he didn't expect the man to have no reaction at all.

Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to kick again, but An Zhengye still didn't respond, he held down Mo Xiaoyu's hand under the table, and whispered, "Don't make trouble."

In the eyes of others, that look is extremely ambiguous, like a young couple fighting.

Mo Yuan and Xiao Li became surprised, while Xu Zhou was full of unwillingness.

"Let me go..." Mo Xiaoyu struggled for his hand, but he didn't break free.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu was at a loss, Mo Yuan spoke up: "Speaking of which, why did you come to Mo's house together today?"

"I came to visit my uncle and aunt. This is a gift from me. I hope you will accept it." Xu Zhou was prepared and handed over the gift immediately.

"It's fine to be a guest, what gift do you bring? Xu Zhou, you are so polite." Xiao Li said with a smile on her face.

"Everything should be done. It's so easy to come empty-handed as a guest." Xu Zhou said politely, but glanced at An Zhengye provocatively.