You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

That night, Cheng Zhuo told Sheng Mumu about the Cheng family's family situation in detail on the phone.

Including Cheng's father and mother, who passed away one after another in the early years, he has been taken care of by his elder brother Cheng Xin.

When introducing the elder brother, Cheng Zhuo couldn't help but be proud:

"Sister, have you heard of the Equation Group?"

Sheng Mumu thought about it.

It sounds familiar, but I can't remember it.

Guessing and asking:

"Equation...is an institution engaged in mathematics training?"

The voice fell, and the atmosphere on the phone was silent for a moment.

Then, the voice of the person on the other side raised his voice:

"No, the Equation Group! The Chinese company that has ranked among the top [-] in the United States in just five years, the Equation Group!"

Sheng Mumu heard that Cheng Zhuo was speaking faster and faster, and announced to her in a cheerful and proud tone:

"The current president of Equation Group, Cheng Xin, is my elder brother!"

The sound stopped, corrected:

"—is our eldest brother."

"I haven't gone to the dna test yet, so don't get excited." Sheng Mumu interrupted calmly.

However, Cheng Zhuo couldn't close the chatterbox he opened, and he said to himself:

"Although my eldest brother is usually very strict and fierce to me, I actually admire him very much."

"Smart, gritty, to be on Wall Street at 34, so cool."

"Damn it, he's more handsome than me!"

"It's really hard to be his brother."

……

Hearing Cheng Zhuo boasting and complaining at the same time, Sheng Mumu realized that he had misunderstood before.

It turns out... Cheng Zhuo is not behind the black industry.

The "big brother" in his mouth is a serious big brother.

Thinking that such an outstanding boss in Cheng Zhuo's mouth might be her brother.

Suddenly there is a feeling of unreality.

At the end of the phone call, the two agreed to do a kinship test tomorrow.

hang up the phone.

Sheng Mumu subconsciously opened the wechat chat dialog box with Qi Mo.

Sheng Mumu: "Just to tell you a joke, my surname may not be Sheng."

Within half a minute after the message was sent, Qi Mo called.

There is an elusive uneasiness hidden in his voice:

"Cheng Zhuo told you?"

"Well, he told me——" Sheng Mumu answered him naturally, her eyebrows twitched suddenly, and she stopped, "Hey wait——how does your tone sound like you already knew it???"

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

Qi Mo didn't intend to hide it.

He had expected this day to come.

It's just that today, the mood is more complicated than expected.

After a while, Sheng Mumu finally heard a voice from the phone.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with a faint depression.

"Mumu, I'm sorry."

Sheng Mumu was puzzled: "Why are you suddenly sorry?"

"I knew it a few months ago." Qi Mo's voice slowed down, "At that time, I thought he had other intentions to approach you, so I met him in private..."

……

Qi Mo stood facing the window, looking out the window with dark eyes.

The line of sight didn't fall into place.

While confessing to Sheng Mumu, he counted his heart carefully.

He had known for a long time what purpose Cheng Zhuo had in approaching her.

There are also countless opportunities to check and confess to her.

But he didn't do that.

He is selfish.

Afraid that she was really the Cheng family.

A marriage contract, an agreement relationship established with money in the lead, can no longer keep her by her side.

He is mean.

She secretly hoped that Cheng Zhuo would not propose to admit his relative so quickly.

The slower the better.

Slow enough for her to fully accept him.

At that time, no matter what the result is, he will not be afraid.

His pupils, which were as deep as mist, were dark and turbulent.

These dark thoughts are like moss growing in the dark, always hidden in the bottom of my heart.

Now, speak out in one breath.

Qi Mo's shoulders sank in relief.

Immediately wrapped in anxiety.

Standing sideways in front of the window, his slender and tall figure couldn't hide his gloom.

He curled his fingertips slightly and squeezed the phone tightly.

For fear of missing the slightest sound over there.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like only a few seconds.

He heard Sheng Mumu chuckle on the phone.

Then came a pleasant voice with a slight smile:

"So...President Qi...the reason why you asked Cheng Zhuo to meet is because you regard him as my suitor?"

Qi Mo paused, and replied, "Well, yes."

"How do you—"

Sheng Mumu's ending sound was drawn out, mixed with doubts and smiles:

"--so cute?"

Qi Mo was stunned suddenly: "..."

The stone in my heart suddenly fell.

The moss in the dark seemed to be finally illuminated by the sun.

Inch by inch disappears.

"Aren't you angry that I kept it from you?" he asked.

"Don't be mad at this," she said.

Qi Mo's eyes tightened, and he felt his heart rise and fall rapidly following her words.

Very tormenting.

Over the years, no matter how complicated and difficult problems you have encountered in your career.

He can deal with it calmly.

He has long practiced the ability to hide his emotions and anger.

But at this moment, she was short of four words.

Stirring the stormy waves in my heart.

On the indifferent and handsome face, the waves are full.

Qi Mo lowered his voice: "What are you angry about?"

"I'm angry that you are so smart, but you don't know yourself." Sheng Mumu sighed softly, "Do you think you can only keep me with money?"

After the words fell, the man's gloomy eyes slowly brightened.

In the receiver, Sheng Mumu's slightly exaggerated voice came:

"Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi, you still have that handsome face!"

"I'm not only a money fan, but also a big sex fan, I hope you know."

Her voice paused, then suddenly became slow and soft, casually said:

"I have such superficial preferences, and you happen to have them. Damn it, I'm fascinated by you."

……

Just a few seconds.

The corner of the man's mouth rose slowly.

Her words were like honey, which penetrated into his heart and became sweet.

The loneliness between the brows dissipated, and the bottom of the cold pool-like pupils shone brightly.

In my heart, every corner that had been wrinkled due to uneasiness was smoothed instantly.

The corners of the eyes and the brows revealed joy and complacency.

She wasn't mad at him.

Not only was she not angry with him...

And said... like...

……

Heaven and earth conscience.

Sheng Mumu didn't intend to tease Qi Mo on purpose.

It's just that the chat atmosphere has reached that point, and the words in my heart can't help but come out.

She never thought that Qi Mo had thought of her so long ago.

She was so naive as to think that Cheng Zhuo was her suitor, and made an appointment to meet in private.

She had only seen such plots in TV dramas before.

When it happens to me now, it feels completely different.

If she is a bystander.

Probably will ruthlessly complain——

Meet up?Don't be too funny!

What are you doing, are you going to dance?

The practice room is full of people~

……

Now, she is the party.

This taste is indescribable.

it feels like...

It seemed that when he was the thirstiest, someone handed him half a chilled watermelon with a piece of sugar in it.

Sweet and refreshing.

The important thing is that the person who handed her the watermelon was a handsome guy.

He is a handsome man who looks calm and reserved, but plots against her secretly.

A series of factors superimpose.

She said things like that uncontrollably.

Damn, I was really fascinated.

night.

Sheng Mumu tossed and turned and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

I kept thinking about the end of that call.

She asked him slyly and tentatively:

"If, I mean, if, Cheng Zhuo is really my suitor, and he doesn't want to come to recognize relatives, how should you deal with it?"

After a while, Qi Mo answered from the other end of the phone.

Ling Lie was decisive, hiding a faint smile.

"I'll tell you when I get back."

After the words fell, Sheng Mumu paused suddenly.

His voice is hoarse and pleasant, with a long tail.

Unnecessarily adding a touch of gulliness.

Sheng Mumu felt as if his ears had been swept by feathers.

The apex of the heart also trembled.

After some difficulty, he managed to hold his breath, and said "good night" in a low voice.

As soon as the phone was hung up, she threw herself on the bed.

He buried his head in the blanket and screamed.

She felt shy because she boldly flirted with Qi Mo.

And because Qi Mo asked her to wait for him to come back, her heart beat like a drum.

What she is looking forward to... the sense of ritual when establishing a relationship.

The moment when you can't help but want to be together regardless of life and death.

It seems that it is getting closer...