she fell from the galaxy

Zhu Wuyou received a call from Lin Shaoshan on the way back.

She looked at her mother's face, hesitated for a while, and then answered the phone: "Dad!"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Shaoshan's tone was undeniably majestic: "Where are you now? I'll ask Lao Zhong to pick you up."

Zhu Wuyou was surprised and paused: "Is there something wrong? Dad."

"I'm here in Jincheng, let's talk about it later when we meet."

"Okay, then Uncle Zhong will pick me up at the Lily Hotel in half an hour." Zhu Wuyou glanced at her mother again.

"Well, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Wuyou looked at her mother and asked, "Mom, how are you and Dad doing?"

Weng Xiaomei's tone was cold, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "A man is not a good bird. If necessary, they will press you into the dirt without hesitation, and your father is no exception."

"I always thought that you and my dad were more in love than gold, but I didn't expect you to say that about him." Zhu Wuyou couldn't hide his disappointment in his tone.

Weng Xiaomei sneered: "Perhaps there was a time when there was love more than Jin Jian."

Feelings are like canned food, and they also have a shelf life, which is true.

Zhu Wuyou turned his head and looked out of the car, feeling exhausted physically and mentally.

*
When he arrived at the restaurant, Zhu Wuyou saw Lin Shaoshan at a glance.

A beam of cold light swept towards Zhu Wuyou, her mind froze, her feet seemed to be nailed in place.

It's him.

Mo Sihan was wearing a well-tailored suit, with a stern complexion, as if there was light on his body, which was extremely dazzling.

Zhu Wuyou frowned, clenched the phone tightly, and walked over with his jaw clenched.

"dad!"

Lin Shaoshan greeted her with a smile on his face: "Qianyu, you are here."

He pointed to the opposite side, motioning for Zhu Wuyou to sit next to Mo Sihan.

A gloomy and irritable look flashed in Zhu Wuyou's eyes, and he didn't intend to sit down, but just greeted him politely: "President Mo."

Mo Sihan's beautiful brows were tightly knit together, and his cold breath slid down the bridge of his nose to his thin lips, extending to the contours of his cheeks, with sharp lines.

Zhu Wuyou's reluctance made someone quite displeased.

"Qianyu, what are you doing standing?" Lin Shaoshan urged.

Zhu Wuyou said: "Dad, I'd better sit next to you."

Mo Sihan's thin lips curled up, as if waiting for a joke.

Lin Shaoshan's behavior today is like selling his daughter, which inexplicably makes Zhu Wuyou feel embarrassed.

On the contrary, Mo Sihan's expression was always calm, and he occasionally condescended to listen to a few words of flattery from Lin Shaoshan.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Shaoshan's satisfaction with Mo Sihan was almost overflowing from his eyes.

Looking at the atmosphere, Mo Sihan seemed to be Lin Shaoshan's candidate for the future son-in-law of the Lin family.

Zhu Wuyou was upset, and probably guessed her father's intention in calling her here - to please someone.

Actually, before Zhu Wuyou came, Mo Sihan and Lin Shaoshan had already negotiated about the Lotus Island project.

Such a hot potato, Mo Sihan spared no expense to take it, Lin Shaoshan knew that it was his daughter's idea that Mo Sihan hit.

If the Mo Lin family successfully married, Lin Shaoshan would support it with both hands and feet.

Regarding the matter of the son-in-law of the Lin family, Lin Shaoshan and Weng Xiaomei's attitude towards Mo Sihan was completely ambivalent.

Seeing that Zhu Wuyou did not take his seat for a long time, Mo Sihan raised his eyelids, turned his gaze to look at Zhu Wuyou with interest, and slightly lifted his thin lips: "Sit down."

Zhu Wuyou bit the bullet and sat next to Mo Sihan.

Zhu Wuyou didn't have time to digest what her mother told her. The two met again so soon, and she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

It may be due to psychological effects. Compared with the past, Mo Sihan today looks a little more gloomy and unfriendly to strangers.

Zhu Wuyou tried to sit as far away from him as possible, half of his buttocks were almost hanging in the air.

Mo Sihan suddenly stretched out his long arms, put them on Zhu Wuyou's shoulders, and chuckled, "Honey, sit up a bit."

Obviously, Mo Sihan called this "dear" specially for Lin Shaoshan.

Zhu Wuyou's jaw tightened, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "No need."

Lin Shaoshan saw the strangeness between the two of them, raised his eyebrows and asked Zhu Wuyou: "Is this a fight between you two?"

The corners of Mo Sihan's pretty lips twitched: "Today we exchanged a few words."

Lin Shaoshan feigned anger: "Qianyu, don't be willful."

Apart from Zhu Wuyou, both Lin Shaoshan and Mo Sihan were very happy during this meal.

No wonder it is said that people with status have high acting skills. Looking at it today, it is indeed true.

After the meal, Mo Sihan quickly signed his name, and then handed the document in his hand to Lin Shaoshan.

Before leaving, Lin Shaoshan specially asked: "Si Han, I will trouble you to send Qian Yu back in a while."

"No problem, Mr. Lin."

It seemed that they had successfully reached some kind of agreement, and the words "deed of sale" suddenly popped up in Zhu Wuyou's mind.

Sure enough, the daughters of wealthy families are all for sale.

Zhu Wuyou obviously misunderstood something, so she was even more upset.

*
parking lot

A strong beam of light came over, and Yan Qing got out of the car and opened the door respectfully.

Mo Sihan stepped forward with his long legs, bent down and sat in.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Wuyou still had no intention of getting into the car.

The man's angry voice came over from the car: "I'm not in the car yet!"

With a calm face, Zhu Wuyou directly rejected his kindness: "I'll go back by myself, so I won't bother you."

"Miss Lin, please don't make things difficult for me, you know President Mo's temper." Yan Qing stood in front of Zhu Wuyou.

The corners of Zhu Wuyou's lips twitched, and he got into the car.

Mo Sihan hugged her waist naturally, and Chi Chi's handsome face was in front of her in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Wuyou turned sideways abruptly, avoiding Mo Sihan's kiss.

Mo Sihan's eyes were heavy, grasping every detail of her expression in front of him.

"Have feelings for me?" Mo Sihan asked.

Zhu Wuyou said indifferently: "No. I'm a little curious about what you signed with my dad just now?"

Mo Sihan tilted his head to sneer, and slowly pulled the tie around his neck: "Your contract of sale."

"This joke is not funny at all." Zhu Wuyou glared.

Mo Sihan's tall body pressed down on her again, with a strong coercion.

Cold lips pressed against her fair neck, and the neckline was ripped open by him familiarly.

Zhu Wuyou held back his anger and felt his shirt being ripped open: "President Mo, there is a third person in the car, what are you doing?"

Yan Qing dared not even look in the rearview mirror, it was his professional ethics to disregard insults.

Mo Sihan's movements did not stop, and a suppressed masculine breath came from his ear: "Do you want me to let Yan Qing go down first?"

Zhu Wuyou pushed him away angrily: "Don't go too far! If you do this again, I will get out of the car."

Mo Sihan was slightly startled, turned to stare at her face, and let her go abruptly.

After a while, a cigarette was added to his fingertips, and he squinted his eyes slightly to blow out smoke rings, engulfing his entire stern face in an obscure mist.

"Cough! Cough!"

Zhu Wuyou always hated men smoking. In the narrow car, the smell of smoke was even more pungent and unpleasant.

Mo Sihan took out a wet towel and pressed the cigarette out, looking past the woman nearby, he said coolly, "Don't you like the smell of cigarettes?"

"Very annoying."

The corner of Mo Sihan's lips curled up: "Do you want me to quit smoking? There is supervision, so I can think about it."

Zhu Wuyou saw through his thoughts, and said with a cold snort, "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Her indifference stung him.

Mo Sihan mocked lightly: "In your father's eyes, you and I are a couple. It seems that he really wants me to be the son-in-law of your Lin family."

"I'm sorry, I don't think so." Zhu Wuyou smiled.

Mo Sihan narrowed his pupils slightly, and examined her with hawk-like black eyes: "You are a little abnormal today. Is there anything I should know that you don't want me to know?"

"No." The voice was cold.

"That's good." Mo Sihan withdrew his gaze, feeling confused.

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Zhu Wuyou pondered for a while, and then asked tentatively: "By the way, I heard my mother say..."

As soon as Zhu Wuyou raised her head, she met Mo Sihan's cold eyes, which made her shudder, and her voice was stuck in her throat.

With Mo Sihan in this state, no one would dare to provoke him, unless he thought it was too late.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Sihan's voice was hoarse and his expression was complicated.

Zhu Wuyou opened his mouth and retreated instantly: "It's nothing."

The two sat not far away, but there was a wall in their hearts.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too depressing, Mo Sihan stretched out his hand, and dragged Zhu Wuyou over.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Wuyou was pulled into his arms, and sat on Mo Sihan's lap in an ambiguous posture.

"What do you want to do again?" Zhu Wuyou turned his head and glared at him.

Mo Sihan supported the back of her head with one hand, and covered her cold lips without hesitation.

"Woooooooo..."

The passive long kiss factor was poured into the mouth, and the woman's voice instantly disappeared.

He moved his hands up and down, and the place where the big palm with well-defined joints touched was numb like an electric shock.

After sharing the same bed for two years, Mo Sihan was familiar with every sensitive point on her body.

The string in Zhu Wuyou's brain trembled, and he escaped from the clutches of the devil with all the power in his body.

Mo Sihan seemed very satisfied with her reaction just now, and told Yan Qing: "Hurry up!"

The man's statement was very clear.

Zhu Wuyou unceremoniously cast an angry expression on him: "Are you smart/insane tonight?"

Mo Sihan maintained a calm expression, with a half-smile: "Men use their brains too much during the day, and occasionally they only need to use their lower body to think at night. Shall I call your dad first and ask him for instructions, tonight You slept with me?"

Zhu Wuyou clenched his hands tightly and told himself to calm down.

Zhu Wuyou turned to look at him: "By the way, I suddenly want to go back to your old house of the Mo family, can you go with me?"

"What are you going to do in the old house?" Mo Sihan frowned.

Zhu Wuyou pretended to be calm: "I want to offer incense sticks to my grandparents."

Mo Sihan said in a flat tone: "Grandpa's death day will be in a few days, and you can accompany me to the Mo family's cemetery."

Zhu Wuyou sorted out his thoughts: when he went, he could learn about Mo Sihan's parents from the side.

Maybe there will be unexpected receipts at that time.

but-
After thinking about it, what should I do tonight?