The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng straightened her hair in the mirror, turned around with a satisfied smile.

"Chengcheng, how are you?"

As soon as he reached the spiral staircase, Qiaoman's anxious and worried voice came urgently.

Su Mucheng smiled coldly and almost imperceptibly. Qiao Man really looked like he cared about her.

"Manman, why are you here?"

She calmly walked over and sat down, looking at Qiaoman with eyes that no longer had the same trust and expectation as in her previous life.

Su Mucheng's eyes were cold, and she sat comfortably and lazily on the sofa. She looked cold and distant, and the lavender high-end custom-made sofa made her even more elegant and noble.

Her sudden aura made Qiaoman a little dazed for a moment, with surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"Manman?"

Su Mucheng deliberately raised her voice to remind her.

"Ah...? Haha, Chengcheng." Qiaoman immediately closed his eyes in surprise, and turned to look deeply at Su Mucheng.

It didn't matter, but Qiaoman was shocked. She saw that Su Mucheng's two slender arms were still fair and beautiful. Not to mention the rotten skin, she didn't even have a rash.

"Chengcheng...you, are you okay?"

"Yes, of course there is something."

Su Mucheng smiled lightly, raised her hand and flipped her hair charmingly.

"Manman, thanks to your medicine...ah, no, thanks to your water. After drinking it yesterday, my eyes were all hot and my head was burned."

"F-fever?"

Qiaoman was stunned. How could this be just a fever?

"That's right. I was so dizzy from the fever that I ran to Mo Yanchen's room for no reason."

Su Mucheng said it with deep ambiguity, and lowered her pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes shyly. Anyone who looked at it would understand what it meant.

Qiaoman immediately stood up from the sofa excitedly: "Chengcheng, you mean you were with him last night?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Su Mucheng smiled innocently, and her innocent eyes looked into Qiaoman's eyes.

How blind was she in her last life!Qiao Man's concern for Mo Yanchen was so obvious in his eyes, and he kept trying to get her to leave, but she couldn't notice it at all.

"Of course there is a problem!"

Thinking of what might have happened between Su Mucheng and Mo Yanchen in the bedroom last night, Qiaoman's eyes turned red with jealousy, and his voice suddenly increased uncontrollably.

"Oh...? I would like to know, what qualifications do you, an outsider who has nothing to do with you, have the right to express your opinion on what my husband and I love to do?"

At this moment, Su Mucheng's little face no longer had the clear smile just now, but instead turned into a cool indifference.

She stood up from the sofa and approached Qiaoman step by step, her sharp eyes admiring her panic expression for a moment: "Manman, you are trying so hard to help me escape from the sea of ​​suffering, I really want to thank you."

"Chengcheng, Chengcheng, what are you talking about?"

Qiaoman felt guilty and did not dare to look at her. It was true that Su Mucheng's eyes were too sharp now, as if he had a deep mirror that could see everything, and he would see her thoroughly in an instant.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that I have decided not to leave Mo Garden or Mo Yanchen in the future."

"What, what?"

Upon hearing this, Qiaoman panicked: "Chengcheng, are you going to compromise? Brother Sheng is still waiting for you."

"Brother Sheng?"

Su Mucheng sneered: "Such a bastard, I think he really matches you."

In the last life, Qiaoman finally failed to climb into Mo Yanchen's bed, and instead colluded with Ye Sheng, using her to harm Mo Yanchen to the point of tragic death.

what's the problem?

Qiaoman's face turned pale. This shouldn't be like this at all. Why did Su Mucheng seem to be a different person overnight?

So aggressive.

Facing Su Mucheng's sharp and cold gaze, Qiaoman subconsciously wanted to escape.

And in fact, she did.

Looking at Qiaoman's back that seemed to be running away, Su Mucheng curled up into a cold smile, "Qiaoman, this is just the beginning, I hope you can hold on."

Mohs Group.

Mo Yanchen was sitting on an expensive and high-end black swivel chair in the office.

There is an open document on the desktop, and it is an urgent document marked with a red logo.

Although Mo Yanchen's eyes fell on it, his mind was not at all.

All he could think about was Su Mucheng. Yesterday was just like a dream. He couldn't believe it at all.

"grandfather?"

Lin Yan on the side finally couldn't help but remind him, what happened to his father?

Is this what the soul is lost?

I usually work like a tireless machine, but today I was staring at documents... in a daze?

But this document is very important!

Seeing that Mo Yanchen still didn't respond, Lin Yan boldly reminded him again: "Sir, it's time to sign."

Mo Yanchen's eyes flashed, but he didn't touch the document Lin Yan was staring at.

Instead, he got up, picked up his coat and walked out.

"Hey... Master, where are you going?"

"go home."

"But the work is not done yet." Lin Yan was anxious to persuade him to stay.

"Time to get off."

Mo Yanchen said coldly and left without looking back.

Lin Yan was left messy in the wind.

He picked out his ears in surprise. Was he tinnitus just now?

It must be, otherwise how could you hear me say it's time to get off work?

Does this old man have off-duty time?