Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

Paragliding and showing up with an engagement ring?

When Lin Qian heard Chu Yelin's words, such a scene drifted through her mind involuntarily.

It's really innovative and romantic.

No!

Be led astray.

What is she thinking about?

The relationship between her and Yin Moran is not clear, how did she think of the steps to propose marriage?
Could it be that she couldn't wait to be with Yin Moran?

Lin Qianqiao blushed, a little embarrassed.

It's just that, obviously there is a little heat on his body, but for some reason, he suddenly feels that the surrounding air is a little colder.

Where's the coolness?
Lin Qian turned her head, and saw Yin Moran's face was sullen, and the aura around her was as cold as ice, so cold that no one should come near her.

He is.
Chu Yelin on the side stared at Yin Moran's expression, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold and cold.

"Boss Yin, do you think my proposal is good?"

Yin Moran didn't speak, but the lines on his face became more and more tense, and the veins in the hand holding the wine glass swelled.

He downed the wine in the glass in one gulp, put aside the glass and pulled Lin Qian up, "Let's go."

"Boss Yin, you haven't finished eating yet! Just leaving like this, isn't it too unmannered?"

Chu Yelin stood up and spoke lazily.

Yin Moran's dark eyes were floating and sinking, and his voice was restrained and hoarse, "President Chu, we still have something to do, we will make an appointment next time."

"Is that so?"

Chu Yelin looked at Lin Qian, "Lin Qian, we still have some specific matters to discuss about the plan for the customer appreciation meeting, and we can't get off work for now. Are you sure you want to leave now?"

Lin Qian is still a little confused.

She didn't know why Yin Moran suddenly wanted to take her away.

But she knew that Yin Moran was in a bad mood at the moment.

"Well, Mo Ran, we haven't finished discussing our business affairs, or you can go first, and I will go back by myself in a while."

I don't know why he is in a bad mood, but she does have work to talk about.

Hearing this, Yin Moran's breath sank, and sullenness flashed across his handsome face.

"Business? How big is the business to discuss? Leave your son at home alone and don't ask, isn't it too much for you as a mother?"

Lin Qian: "."

He was throwing a tantrum at her?
So inexplicable.

Feeling wronged, Lin Qian broke away from his hand and said, "My son and I have been here for four years, and I don't think it's wrong."

The woman's pretty face was condensed and stubborn, while Yin Moran's mood was irritable and dull.

He didn't want to bring his negative emotions to her, so he nodded and strode away without saying a word.

The box door opened and closed.

The sudden change in the scene made the employees present unexpected.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all whispering in their hearts.

Why did Yin Moran lose his temper suddenly?

Is it because Chu Yelin's marriage proposal is not new?
Could it be that Yin Moran was just playing with Lin Qian!
He didn't plan to propose to Lin Qian at all!
For a moment, the employees who thought of this all looked at Lin Qian with sympathy.

Only Du Qian gloated, and mocked in a low voice: "Sure enough, show love, die quickly!"

And Chu Yelin on the side looked at this scene, the corner of his mouth curved deeper.

Only he knew why Yin Moran had such a reaction.

Did he think of the past?

Yin Moran, he will let him live in the shadows for the rest of his life!

"Lindian, are you okay?"

Chen Fei got up and looked at Lin Qian with concern.

Lin Qian forced a smile, shook her head, and sat down on the chair pretending not to care.

"Mr. Chu, do you have any other instructions regarding the plan for the customer appreciation meeting?"

The mood is a bit bad, but she will learn to distinguish between public and private.

Chu Yelin curled the corners of his lips, "I'm sorry, Manager Lin, it seems that you and Mr. Yin have a disagreement? It's all my fault, so you have to be creative when you propose marriage? Maybe Mr. Yin is a businessman who doesn't understand romance and only pays attention to love. The result."

Those words seemed to be piercing Lin Qian's heart with sharp needles, causing pains.

Businessman, don't understand romance?
Is this really the case?
Maybe in his heart, she is not that important.

"President Chu, let's get back to business! After the chat, I can go home early to accompany my son."

Not wanting to keep the topic on her own private affairs, Lin Qian smoothed her hair by her ear, pretending to be calm.

"Okay, let's eat and talk."

Chu Yelin poured Lin Qian a glass of wine, and watched Lin Qian's eyes sparkle with interest.

Lin Qian took a sip of her wine and quickly got to the point.

Chen Fei, who was at the side, listened to the chat between the two, thoughtful.

This Chu Yelin is a bit strange!
The phone beeped, and there was a message.

Chen Fei came back to her senses, took out her phone and glanced at it, her brows frowned.

The message came from Shen Bing, who was asking about Lin Qian and Chu Yelin's movements.

Chen Fei glanced at Lin Qian who was at the side, and deleted the message as if she hadn't seen it.

Lin Qian must be in a bad mood right now, so she decided not to bother her anymore.

After the dinner party is over, she can deal with Shen Bing perfunctorily.

On the other side, Yin Moran pushed away Nangong Li's exclusive private room, sat down on the sofa without saying a word, and unbuttoned the two buttons on his chest.

My mind was in turmoil and my thoughts were flying wild.

Close your eyes, and what flashes is the smiling face of a certain woman.

"Mo Ran, what surprise do you want to give me?"

"You'll know when you come! Axian, I'll be waiting for you at Mount Maya!"

"Is it so mysterious? Mo Ran, wait for me!"

Wait for her!

But he never waited for her to appear again.

It was like a beast was biting his chest, which made him feel so painful.

In the darkness, the man's eyes were closed tightly, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

The whole body is full of sorrowful pain.

"Huh? Why isn't the door locked? I obviously"

Snapped!
The light turned on, Nangong Li stood at the door, and when he saw the man on the sofa, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, "I'll go, Lao Yin, are you thinking about life?"

Yin Moran didn't move, but his throat rolled slightly, swallowing the bitterness in his mouth.

Nangong Li threw away the key, strode to the sofa and sat down, just about to talk, but when he saw the sparkle in the corner of the man's eyes, his expression froze.

"Bad mood? What's wrong?"

Yin Moran slowly opened his eyes, with a glaring scarlet still remaining at the bottom of his eyes.

He moved his body, rubbed his swollen temples, and said hoarsely, "Is there any wine?"

"of course."

Nangong Li got up and went to the wine cabinet, and took out the good wine and two glasses from his collection.

Handing the poured wine glass to Yin Moran, he poured himself another glass. Just as he was about to take a sip, he heard Yin Moran say, "Don't drink, and take Lin Qian home for me later."

Hey!
Co-author Today is he the full-time driver of Lin Qian's mother and son?
Nangong Li raised his beautiful sword eyebrows, his eyes fell on Yin Moran again, and found that he had already downed the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"I'll go, Lao Yin, this is a good wine that I have treasured for many years, you can drink it at your leisure."

Drink his fine wine as water?
Nangong Li's face was distressed. When he saw Yin Moran's cold face, his eyes moved slightly, and he said jokingly, "What happened? She looked like she was going to die. Could it be that sister Lin was killed by that Chu Ye?" Lin is confused and wants to break up with you?"

Chu Yelin?
Yin Moran's hand that was pouring the wine paused slightly, and a wave of fluctuation flashed across his cold face.

His words flashed through his mind again, very harsh.

Want a new proposal?
Did he mention it unintentionally, or on purpose?

Who is this man?

Yin Moran picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass again.

His black eyes, as black as the deep sea, were deeply condensed.