Exclusive secret love: the president is married or not

"Yufan, I haven't seen you in two months, how are you?"

"What about you?"

Cong Yufan didn't answer Yu Ziyan directly, but asked indifferently.

"I..." Yu Ziyan lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

"Can you tell me, when did you start being with Brother Junyuan?"

Under the table, Cong Yufan was probably nervous or depressed, her hands were already tightly tangled together, she had been wanting to ask this question along the way, but now, she mustered up a lot of courage to ask.

"Heh...Actually, it never started!" Yu Ziyan couldn't help smiling bitterly when she heard this.

Cong Yufan looked at her puzzled, and frowned slightly, "What does this mean?"

"Yufan, you probably don't know yet, actually... my father and Gong He, the chairman of the Gong Group, are business friends, and Brother Junyuan is Gong He's illegitimate son!"

"What? Bastard?"

Cong Yufan looked at Yu Ziyan in disbelief.

"Well, Gong He just recognized Brother Junyuan two months ago."

Hearing this, Cong Yufan couldn't help feeling a little relieved. It turned out that Brother Junyuan didn't lie to her, he just recognized his father.

"Ziyan, are you married to... and Brother Junyuan?"

Cong Yufan seemed to have thought of something, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"..."

She looked at Yu Ziyan quietly, although she was a little nervous.

However, after thinking about it, she is also married to Mo Sheng now, so if the answer is yes or no, what does it have to do with her?

Why should she care?

Cong Yufan looked out of the window in a daze, while Yu Ziyan, who was sitting opposite, also hesitated.

"We're married." Yu Ziyan looked at Cong Yufan and finally said it.

"Actually... I'm sorry Yufan, I..." Yu Ziyan hesitated, and wanted to say something to Cong Yufan, but after hearing these words, Cong Yufan felt his heart fell into a deep valley in an instant .

She just felt so heavy that she couldn't breathe. Almost subconsciously, Cong Yufan got up and walked out of the restaurant.

……

After returning to the villa, Cong Yufan felt as if all her strength had been drained, so tired, so tired, she lay straight on the bed, letting the tears fall wantonly from the corners of her eyes.

Give up, Cong Yufan, this is already the situation, what reason do you have to persist?

I always thought that brother Junyuan might have said something impulsively because he heard the news of her marriage. I always thought that as long as brother Junyuan was not married, she would be able to terminate the contract in three months. After divorcing Mo Sheng Go find him again!

But now, she's married, and he's married to someone else!

Now, it seems that there is no reason to be persistent!

really give up...

Cong Yufan, give up...

But what to do?what to do?Brother Junyuan, my heart hurts so much right now...

It really hurts...

Cong Yufan lay curled up on the bed, sobbing softly.

……

……

next day

Early in the morning, at the gate of Yujing's villa, a special car had already been parked.

Mo Sheng stood at the door of the villa, and said to Mr. Mo who was on crutches, "Grandpa, why don't I take you to the airport!"

"No need, it's fine if Lao Ou goes with me." Then, with Cong Yufan's support, he got into the car.

"Goodbye, Grandpa, come back soon!" Cong Yufan smiled and waved to Mr. Mo in the car.

Having been together for more than a month, Cong Yufan had already treated Mr. Mo as his own grandfather, and was somewhat reluctant to face his sudden departure.

"Okay, kid, let's go back!" Mr. Mo smiled, the corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly, waved his hand, and the car started to drive away.

Cong Yufan was still a little dazed until Mr. Mo's car disappeared from sight.

Suddenly, Mo Sheng's cold order came from behind him, "Cong Yufan, Mama Liu is taking leave for a few days, and you are in charge of today's breakfast!"

Cong Yufan turned around in shock, and before she could protest, Mo Sheng had already walked into the villa.

Afterwards, Cong Yufan also walked in.

"So, since I'm making breakfast, tell me, what do you want to eat?"

Cong Yufan saw that Mo Sheng was already sitting in the lobby, reading the Financial Daily newspaper, so he went forward and asked.

"Bread and toast, a glass of [-]-degree milk, and a fried egg."

Mo Sheng didn't even move his eyes from the newspaper, and directly spoke a series of words.

"Uh……"

There were so many demands, Cong Yufan turned around and walked to the kitchen, secretly thinking about how to make bread and toast, and how to heat the milk at the same time.

"Baked milk..." Cong Yufan took out a can of milk from the refrigerator and poured it into a cup.

Fried poached eggs, this is not difficult.

Cong Yufan turned on the boiler and immediately cracked two eggs.

It's just that the leftover toast is a bit difficult to deal with.

Because she can't do it!Cong Yufan couldn't help frowning slightly...

After a while, Cong Yufan bit the bullet and brought out the breakfast he had made.

However, in the next second, I heard a cold and mean sentence.

"What is this?" Mo Sheng looked at the two black lumps on the plate in front of him with a look of disgust.

"That... poached egg!"

Facing Mo Sheng's choice, Cong Yufan replied with a guilty conscience.

"What? Do you dare to admit that this is called poached eggs? Cong Yufan!"

Mo Sheng raised his brows, and looked at Cong Yufan with extreme displeasure, like a fixed line of sight, which almost made Cong Yufan's body stiff.

"That...hehe, it's a little... burnt..."

Cong Yufan said rather weakly, in fact, she herself is not very optimistic about her fried poached eggs.

Although it is very speechless, but there is no way.

You know, her grandma took care of her meticulously since she was a child, and she has always cooked for her. When she was more than ten years old, she stayed at the school and was raised in the school cafeteria. How could she cook...

Well, Cong Yufan admits it...

"Also, look here, what is this? Where is the toast I want?"

Mo Sheng obviously didn't intend to let Cong Yufan go, and continued to be aggressive.

Looking at the steaming hot noodles in front of him, he was almost out of breath and hurt internally.

Is this woman a fool or a fool, and she always does things upside down!

"That... I didn't find bread in the refrigerator, so, that..." Cong Yufan lowered his head, not daring to look at Mo Sheng, so he could only look at his shoes in embarrassment.

"You can't cook breakfast, are you still a woman?"

Mo Sheng threw the newspaper on the table with an ugly expression, and then went straight to the kitchen.

Cong Yufan caught a glimpse of him walking into the kitchen, and couldn't help covering his heart with his hand, heaving a sigh of relief, because Mo Sheng was really taken aback just now.

Seeing the back of him walking into the kitchen, Cong Yufan made a face at him, cursing inwardly, you think I'm Captivating Sakura, I can conjure anything you want?

Also, what kind of logic is this guy?

Knowing how to make breakfast has nothing to do with being a woman!

Seeing that Mo Sheng didn't eat the hot noodles he cooked, Cong Yufan didn't waste it, and sat down to eat the noodles he cooked.

Just halfway through eating, Mo Sheng came out with a plate of poached eggs, and then sat down opposite her.

Cong Yufan subconsciously glanced at the plate opposite, well, I have to admit it.

The poached egg was so damn good-looking, the golden color seemed to be half-cooked, and the surrounding fresh white egg white was surrounded by a thin gold border, which made people drool uncontrollably.

Cong Yufan suddenly felt that this guy had the potential to be a chef, because he was too picky.

But it is undeniable that it is really fragrant!

"Have you seen enough? Don't leave the drool to me, it's disgusting!"

The cold and mean words came to Cong Yufan's ears lightly again, Cong Yufan gave Mo Sheng a secret look, and bit his chopsticks hard.

"OK, take your time, President!" Cong Yufan walked into the kitchen with the finished noodle soup.

……

As soon as he returned to the newspaper office, Cong Yufan was called into the office.

"Minister, what's the matter?"

Cong Yufan asked while standing in front of the minister's desk.

"I have good news for you. Sandy's group dance will be held in ** in three days. Their company decided to let us SM exclusively report, and Sandy's manager specifically asked you to do an interview, so remember to be prepared!"

"Well, I see. Thank you, Minister." Cong Yufan nodded. After walking out of the office, he thought of interviewing Mu Xinlan in three days, but he was a little unhappy.

"Mu Xinlan...Mu Xinlan...Xinlan..."

Cong Yufan didn't know why, but felt like he had heard the name somewhere.

After thinking for a long time, she suddenly seemed to think of something...

She has always known that Mo Sheng is very special to Mu Xinlan, although there have been rumors about Mo Sheng.

But he found that since Mu Xinlan appeared by his side, there was no news about other women.

But what shocked her now was that last time in the amusement park, she found out that Mo Sheng had a three-year-old daughter.

daughter?Mu Tiantian?

Could it be because of Mu Xinlan that Mr. Mo and Mo Sheng quarreled?

Suddenly, a picture flashed across her mind, and she could almost conclude that the mother and daughter that she saw from a distance in Yubei Villa back then were Mu Xinlan and her daughter!

In a western restaurant.

Yuan Guxiang sat in a seat that was originally reserved, and now she propped her chin with one hand, with an involuntary smile on her face.

Today she dressed herself up specially in a pink knee-length dress, a lovely lady.

Just thinking about the phone call she received half an hour ago makes her very excited now.

It was June who called her... June, June...

It's like a dream!

Yuan Guxiang held the mobile phone and looked at the incoming call repeatedly, until now she still couldn't believe it.

Not far away, a tall and straight figure slowly approached. A moment later, the man sat down opposite her, his beautiful blue eyes covered by big black sunglasses.