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"My name is Lan Sujin, and I'm Yan Ziyan's mother, that is... your mother."

In the eyes of others, this sentence may be excited, but in Chen Mo's view, it is really just a sentence.

The woman on the opposite side is incomparable to people like them in terms of clothing and temperament, and she doesn't look like a person from this city.

Although he should be in his 40s, but the luxurious clothes can still set off the bumpy figure. The man's legs are bent together beside him, and his face with light makeup looks a little younger, quite a bit Everyone is a lady.

Lan Sujinyu held the cup to her mouth, gently blew on the hot air, and took another sip carefully and dignifiedly.

"Oh my god! Why is it so hot!" As soon as Lan Sujin's words came out, it was exactly like a fox showing its tail, and the whole person was blowing and fanning.

Chen Mo shook his hand holding the cup, and looked up at Lan Sujin who had no image of a wealthy family at the moment.

Uh... the picture doesn't seem right.

"Uh... that... I'll change the cup for you to a warm one," Chen Mo put down the cup in his hand, stood up and put another cup in front of Lan Sujin, then pulled his trouser legs and sat back down.

"Hey, son, have you eaten? I bought a lot of vegetables, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you," Lan Sujin took a sip of the freshly poured tea in front of her, then stood up and ran to the kitchen unceremoniously Looking at the refrigerator, he muttered while holding the vegetables, "What are you cooking? Tomatoes? Ribs?"

Chen Mo was feeling uncomfortable now, scratching his head and standing in the kitchen, he took a long time to hold back a sentence and said: "That... don't bother, thank you, really don't bother."

As soon as Lan Sujin touched the fingertip of the knife, she shrank back because of Chen Mo's words, and the moment she turned around, her eyes turned red, and then tears flowed down like a faucet that could not be turned off tightly.

What is an old opera character, Lan Sujin at this moment is just playing around with all the old opera characters, the one who cries is called miserable, no matter how loud she is, how pitiful she is.

"Wuuu... son, mom is sorry for you, it's all because mom didn't take good care of you, and made you suffer so much," Lan Sujin hugged Chen Mo, and caught him off guard.

"Hey...then what...can you let go first?" Chen Mo opened his arms and looked at the crying woman in her chest. He didn't push, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't push.

Lan Sujin looked up at Chen Mo, and reluctantly let go of her hand. This hand was let go, but Chen Mo's chest was already wet.

Lan Sujin wiped away her tears and looked at him, then suddenly yelled, "Ah! My makeup, I did it for two hours!"

Standing by the side, Chen Mo held his forehead helplessly. Now he really wondered how Yan Ziyan could bear it, and why the Oscar wasn't awarded to her.

Chen Mo looked at Lan Sujin who ran out of the kitchen and immediately picked up the handbag and ran to the bathroom, sighed hard in his heart, the feeling of not wanting to recognize his parents became stronger in his heart.

"Brother, what's wrong with Auntie?" Sitting on the sofa, Chen Yan asked inexplicably.

"It's okay, you..." Chen Mo looked at the closed bathroom door, and continued, "You go downstairs to play with Xiaoyang, brother has something to deal with."

"Okay!" Chen Yan immediately became in a mood when he heard Wan, drank the tea in his hand in one go, and then ran out bouncing around.

Chen Mo looked at the open door, sighed, walked over to close it, and then went to the kitchen to pack the dishes scattered on the table into the refrigerator.

"Hey, son, what are you doing, I haven't decided what to burn yet," Lan Sujin, who opened the door after a long time, threw the bag on the sofa, and then ran into the kitchen to stop Chen Mo.

"Then what... don't bother, let's get straight to the point if you have anything to say." Chen Mo impatiently stuffed the last dish in his hand back into the refrigerator, glanced at Lan Sujin, and then sat back on the sofa again .

"Okay, that's what you said, so I'll just say it directly," Lan Sujin turned around, ran to sit next to Chen Mo, and asked mysteriously, "Son, are you up or down?" ah?"

"Pfft..." Chen Mo spit out the tea in his mouth in seconds, and the coffee table was covered with a layer of water mist in an instant. Chen Mo quickly took out a piece of paper to dry it, looked at Lan Sujin and said, "cough cough...who Tell you this."

What the hell are these fucking questions? Shouldn't they ask him if he will go home or ask him to call her mom?How open-minded is this thought to be able to ask this as soon as you open your mouth.

This real mother is a bit scary, no, it's very scary, she even understands this, and she asks it so directly, and she still asks in front of him.

"Little Yanzi told me," Lan Sujin replied very straightforwardly.

"Little...Little Swallow?" I'm still Ziwei, what's all this, Chen Mo is so dazed that he even keeps the tissue on his lips, it's scary, it's so scary, this woman!

"That's right, your brother, little Yanzi, there's nothing wrong with you." Lan Sujin took a sip of tea and continued to gossip, asking, "Why didn't the one who was with you come back with you? Ah, yes, you You haven't answered me yet... Are you up or down?"

When Chen Mo wanted to laugh at Yan Ziyan's nickname, his heart trembled when he heard the next sentence. How would he answer?Do you want him to say that he and Xiao Yihan just calmed down for a while and didn't break up?

Chen Mo's hand holding the teacup tightened obviously, and the cup that was put to his mouth was placed on the coffee table again, and he changed the topic and said, "Then what... I don't intend to go home, and..."

"Really can't?" Lan Sujin didn't wait for him to finish, and began to feel wronged and guilty by herself, like a child who did something wrong, "Xiao Mo, we have been looking for you for so many years, Mom I know that after so many years, you will definitely not be able to accept your sudden return, but...can you call me Shengma? Even if you call me, that’s okay, okay?"

This question stumped Chen Mo, thinking of sending Lan Sujin away as soon as he finished calling, he could only hesitate and say softly: "Mom..."

The ghost knows how twisted he was when he said it, but the one who responded to him was an even more excited Lan Sujin, who looked like a child who hadn't grown up.

"Hey!" Lan Sujin had just finished being excited, looked at the watch on her wrist, and said with great reluctance, "Son, Mom has to leave today, and I'll come back tomorrow!"

"Ming..." Chen Mo leaned helplessly on the sofa, feeling irritable!

As soon as Lan Sujin went downstairs with her bag in hand, several men in black came up to her, and they also treated her respectfully.

As soon as Lan Sujin stepped into the car, she withdrew again. The temperament she exuded was completely different from before, and she said coldly and dignifiedly: "Show me."

"Yes! Ma'am!" Two rows of eight men in black said in unison.

And Chen Mo was standing on the balcony upstairs, watching the scene downstairs. When all the black cars left, he hooked his lips and turned back to the living room.

Originally, I thought that Yan Ziyan was not a simple person. If he walked in a group every day, there would always be three or four men in black clothes.

Chen Mo leaned on the sofa, took a sip from his teacup, touched his pocket and took out his cell phone, hesitated for a while and then dialed it, but the incoming call was still turned off.

Chen Mo threw away his mobile phone and sat slumped on the sofa, raised his head and stared at the ceiling, with one hand on his forehead, thinking about... what Xiao Yihan is doing now.

At this moment, Xiao Yihan was soaking himself in the brightly lit bar, the laughter and laughter around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, only the seven or eight bottles of wine on the table belonged to him.

Xiao Yihan has been soaking in the bar since he came back from the airport, he just ordered a bunch of wine and drank desperately, trying to use alcohol to numb his nerves.

But today I don’t know what’s wrong, no matter how much I drink, Zaili’s wine can’t make him forget those things, no matter how much I talk about it, it just makes him even more unable to forget, Chen Mo paid attention to him at first because he was like that person That's all.

One bottle after another, Xiao Yihan was the only one in the bar who was pouring alcohol desperately, before the liquid that flowed from the corner of his mouth could be wiped off, he was poured again, and the sound of 'gulling' came from his throat, It never stopped.

As the sky outside gradually darkened, the bar became more lively, and all kinds of men and women flocked inside together.

Xiao Yihan was sitting at an off-corner corner, leaning on the sofa and pouring wine with his head up. He finished drinking the last bottle of beer in his hand, and slammed the can on the table, "Waiter, bring ten more bottles."

"It's so boring to drink alone, how about I drink with you?"

It wasn't the waiter who covered the light above Xiao Yihan's head, and that person's voice was not very loud. When Xiao Yihan tilted his drunken head and looked over, all he saw were overlapping shadows.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yihan pointed to the person who came.

"Jiang Yuyang," the person who came took the beer brought by the waiter, opened the beer caps one by one with a wrench, and said, "What's the matter? He's drinking here alone."

"It's none of your business," Xiao Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly, but his hands still didn't stop. He picked up Jiang Yuyang's beer and just kept drinking it.

The leaked beer flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin, and slowly passed through his throat and into his clothes, but it was still not enough, no matter how much he drank it.

Jiang Yuyang frowned and stood up, reaching out and snatching the wine bottle from his hand, "If you don't tell me, then don't drink it, if you drink it like this, how can your body bear it?"

Xiao Yihan lost the support of the wine bottle, and he lay down on the table decadently, but he kept muttering: "Dachen..."

Jiang Yuyang clenched his fists, pulled Xiao Yihan up and walked out, but it was really difficult to go through the flow of people and support the dishonest Xiao Yihan.

Every step stopped, and when he reached the door of the bar, his head was already covered with sweat.

"Let me go...Give me wine, I want wine..." Xiao Yihan struggled to raise his arm, but it was just an arm, now he was limp all over, raising his arm was already his limit.

Jiang Yuyang slapped Xiao Yihan's back irritably, which made him cough, and finally stopped a taxi with his shoulders.

When he entered the house, Jiang Yuyang directly asked someone to carry Xiao Yihan into the room, and went downstairs to pour a cup of tea and prepare to go upstairs.

"Yo, when will my brother bring men back?"

The one who just came down from the upstairs was a long-haired beauty with a devilish figure with bumps and convexities. Her heavily made-up face made her even more seductive. Every step she took in a pair of [-]cm high heels, she could make a 'click' sound.

Jiang Yuyang ignored her and walked past her directly to the bedroom. The room was large and clean.

When Jiang Yuyang went in, he saw Xiao Yihan lying on the bed. He first went to the window and pulled down the curtains, then sat by the bed and stared at Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan was lying next to him and muttering in his mouth, he couldn't hear clearly, so he had to bend down to hear it clearly, but just as he bent down, Xiao Yihan threw himself on him.

"Dachen..." The voice was so small that it almost came from deep in his throat, but Jiang Yuyang thought it was him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuyang asked.

Xiao Yihan's head was in a mess, and at this moment he couldn't tell who belonged to whom, he only felt that the one under him was his Dachen.

But it just so happened that the person under him didn't continue to make a sound or move, so he pushed even further. He lowered his head and blocked the mouth of the person under him, and then kissed carelessly.

Xiao Yihan's kissing action slowed down obviously, slowly raised his head to look at the person below him, shook his head vigorously, and said, "Aren't you Dachen?"

This sentence was undoubtedly a blow to Jiang Yuyang, anger slowly rose in his heart, he stood up abruptly and said loudly: "Can't it be done without him?"

Xiao Yihan sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at Jiang Yuyang, his burning throat stopped him from speaking loudly, so he could only say in a hoarse voice: "Do you think I will sleep with a rival in love?"

"Rival in love?" Jiang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, it was so stupid that he felt like a rival in love, and then laughed at himself, "Who do you think I like? Chen Mo? Heh..."

"Otherwise?" Xiao Yihan hammered his sore head, feeling bad!

"I've always fucking liked you," Jiang Yuyang said with a sneer, "I've always been. I'm not obvious enough or you see me as annoyed, making you think I like Chen Mo."

As soon as Jiang Yuyang said these words, Xiao Yihan was stunned. What does it mean that he is the one who has always liked?Don't you... don't you like Chen Mo?Xiao Yihan's head was a little dazed at the moment, which made him unable to get over this issue for a while.

Did Chen Mo already know?Still don't know?

He was about to explode with his messy thoughts, Xiao Yihan stood up and pushed Jiang Yuyang away and ran out. The purpose of entering was not the hotel floor, but the luxurious living room, and...a woman.

It was the woman who refused him a drink at the bar.

"Hi! Handsome guy, we meet again!" Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Yuqing greeted the people upstairs with the corners of her eyes bent.

But Xiao Yihan only glanced at her, and then ran out quickly holding on to the railing, unable to hear the sound of someone calling him behind him, and the images that appeared in his head were all about Chen Mo.

Standing at the intersection, Xiao Yihan clasped his head in both hands, raised his head, "Ah~" His voice, which was originally hoarse, became even more silent after shouting like this, and almost turned into a crying voice at the end, his eyes were clearly staring at the sky, Why is there still fluid coming out of the corner of the eye.