One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

After Zhuang Chuchu heard his words, she became energetic immediately, pressed her hands together, and fixed Mo Nanchuan on the chair again, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Tell me, tell me quickly."

After getting along for a day, Zhuang Chuchu found that Long Muyun was not ordinary cold and ruthless, and several times he felt that he was on the verge of being eliminated.

This is not going to work, if you want to catch him, you have to have Mo Nanchuan as a military adviser, not to mention how rich his emotional experience is, just because he understands Long Muyun, he won.

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing the enemy can be victorious in a hundred battles.

"You're all out of your mind, and it's useless for me to say it."

"Who says I'm insane? I'm quite sober, it's just that the rouge on my face is a bit exaggerated."

"is it?"

"Yes."

Zhuang Chuchu looked at Mo Nanchuan expectantly, with a fawning expression on his face, he almost didn't serve him tea.

But for Mo Nanchuan, who was always suppressed by Zhuang Chuchu, he couldn't enjoy it any more at this time.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, the corners of his lips fluttered, and said arrogantly, "I can say it if you want, but you owe me a condition."

"Row."

Zhuang Chuchu has always been straightforward in doing things, let alone one condition now, a hundred will be fine.

After reaching an agreement, Mo Nanchuan proudly hooked his fingers at Zhuang Chuchu, motioning for the woman to come over, and immediately began to betray without mercy.

The next morning, Zhuang Chuchu got up early and went out, but she didn't go to Long's, and asked Mo Nanchuan to help her take a day off.

In the sky above Qingcheng Airport, a plane passed by and finally landed on the ground.

Zhuang Chuchu stood in front of the exit to the port, looking eagerly at the people coming out continuously, as if she was looking for something.

Finally, a familiar figure fell into her sight, she smiled suddenly, waved at that person, and shouted excitedly, "Yuanyuan, this."

The woman was pushing a suitcase with her right hand and a luggage bag with her left hand. When she saw Zhuang Chuchu, she immediately smiled and walked towards her.

When the woman approached, Zhuang Chuchu naturally took the bag in her hand, took her hand, and asked joyfully, "Why did you go back to Qingcheng suddenly? Missed me?"

"I'm going back to my own home, thank you."

Compared with Zhuang Chuchu, the woman is very indifferent, this is the demeanor that a rich young lady should have, gentle and elegant.

Zhuang Chuchu was dissatisfied immediately, frowned slightly, and pretended to cry, "Zhou Ziyuan, you heartless woman, it really broke my heart that I ran to the airport to pick you up early in the morning."

Zhou Ziyuan, the only daughter of the Zhou family in Qingcheng, and Zhuang Chuchu's best friend who met when she was studying in the United States.

Zhou Ziyuan seemed to be used to Zhuang Chuchu's fuss, and after glancing at the woman lightly, he made a clear voice like a silver bell, "Okay, take me home."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Chuchu immediately "smiles through tears" and obediently agreed, "Yes, my wife."

Immediately, the two walked out of the airport together.

On the way back to Zhou's house, Zhuang Chuchu drove the car, staring at the front seriously, and spoke to Zhou Ziyuan calmly, "Will you go to Mo's house later? Take a look at my new home."

Zhou Ziyuan was taken aback when she heard that, her big eyes that were as still as still water were also rippling, she thought for a while, and replied lightly, "No need."

Zhuang Chuchu glanced at Zhou Ziyuan from the corner of his eye, as if feeling a little strange, if it was normal, Zhou Ziyuan would definitely agree.