In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

Mo Songlin's eyes were wide open, his facial features were distorted, but his terrified voice changed at the end.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Jiang Yu who broke out from the room beside the railing of the stairs: "You... who allowed you to come out..."

Jiang Yu's hand was on the guardrail, completely ignoring Mo Songlin, he looked straight at Qin Huai, his lips began to tremble: "Are you kidding..."

Qin Huai raised his head and smiled: "Xiao Jiang, why do you live here?"

Dazed by emotions, Jiang Yu didn't notice Qin Huai's sudden pretense, Qin Huai just took a step towards the stairs, Mo Songlin immediately blocked him, with a very unnatural expression: "He, he is my relative's child... ...come to live with me for a few days..."

"So it is."

"The child made a mistake just now, I asked him to go back to the room and reflect on it," Mo Song winked at Jiang Yu, and yelled in a low voice, "Go back to your room."

Jiang Yu went back angrily.

Mo Songlin's tone became much gentler again: "Sit down, I've got someone to bring you a nice red wine, would you... would you like some?"

Qin Huai pulled out the chair and sat down calmly, folded his long legs, and quickly glanced at the decorations in the villa, "No, I came here by car."

"Drink some... It doesn't matter, I will take you wherever you want to go."

Qin Huai had a calm smile on his face: "No need."

"Then, let's have a meal. What do you want for lunch? I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you immediately."

Qin Huai glanced at his watch: "Don't bother, I'll just sit down for a while..."

"No trouble!" Mo Songlin interrupted him bluntly and hastily: "You finally came here, how could you leave without eating? Uncle Wang! Tell the kitchen to start preparing now!"

The butler nodded repeatedly and informed the kitchen to go.

Mo Songlin turned back again, with a flattering expression on his face: "It's still early, we haven't seen each other for a long time... Shall we talk?"

Qin Huai's eyes drifted to the closed door on the second floor.

Mo Songlin said to himself: "I'm really happy that you called me. I heard that you didn't seem to be in China a while ago..."

"Visiting relatives."

"Oh, it's good to visit relatives, you should walk around more between relatives—the marriage partner you mentioned..."

Qin Huai withdrew his gaze from the guardrail on the second floor and looked directly at Mo Songlin: "What's wrong?"

"Is he... male?"

Qin Huai said lightly: "Yes."

Mo Songlin frowned, his expression turned ugly, but he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Who is so lucky?"

"you do not know."

Mo Songlin's hand on the table slowly clenched into a fist: "Just say what you want, I know basically everyone with a name and surname in City A."

Qin Huai raised his eyes: "It's not from City A."

"That is……"

"I was introduced by my family. They are nice and considerate."

Mo Songlin's face turned extremely ugly, he couldn't control his gloomy expression, he clenched his hands tightly, his knuckles made a soft ringing, and his voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be squeezed out: "I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in the study I haven't finished tidying up, you can just stroll around, I'll be back in a few minutes, don't, don't go, let's have lunch together!"

Mo Songlin hurriedly stood up while pressing the back of his chair, turned around and walked into the back study.

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows.

In Jiang Yu's room, the two of them were sitting on a hard bench. Feng Qiu moved the bench to Jiang Yu's side, and saw Jiang Yu staring blankly at the wall, looking lost, wanting to comfort him but didn't know how to comfort him. ——Because his clever mind couldn't figure out why Jiang Yu took over his work just after he finished his self-isolation.

"Sister, sister..." Feng Qiu tentatively stretched out his hand halfway and then put it down.

"Why don't you tell me not to call you sister..." Feng Qiu really couldn't understand what happened to Jiang Yu, so he sat beside him with a sad face and emoed together: "How will our sisters live in the future— —”

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Yu rolled his eyelids.

"I'm going to open the door..." Feng Qiu looked at him, walked past with small steps, the door opened, Qin Huai's stern face appeared behind the door, Feng Qiu was startled for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes wide.

"You are, you are..." Feng Qiu seemed to have seen a ghost, his eyeballs were about to fall out, and there was a sound of "ho ho" in his throat, he covered his mouth, Back away slowly.

Qin Huai walked in and closed the door behind his back: "Why is this room so cold?"

Jiang Yu sat by the wall with a cold face and a cold voice: "The heating is broken, don't you know?"

Qin Huai wondered how I would know.

Feng Qiu retreated all the way behind Jiang Yu and looked at Qin Huai in fear: "Sister, he is that person... that person..."

Jiang Yu raised his eyelids: "What are you afraid of him doing? Just come."

Feng Qiu: "But if he comes, won't Mr. Mo's heart be completely taken away..."

Jiang Yu snorted and said angrily, "Only by him?"

"..." Qin Huai frowned slightly, looking at the narrow room.

Broken heating, leaky windows, and tattered curtains...

This side is the dark side, it is estimated that there is no sunshine all year round, the room is bleak and cold, but Jiang Yu is wearing a thin and yellowed old shirt, as if he has been used to it for a long time.

"You've been living here?"

Qin Huai's words were submerged in the chirping between Feng Qiu and Jiang Yu, they were like two little sparrows in the wheat field, chatting for a long time, saying words that Qin Huai couldn't understand.

For example, "Queen Chunyuan came back to life, and Huanhuan should be assigned to Ninggu Pagoda--", "Huanhuan and Guojun King, we only have to die...", and "From now on, Qing Denggu Buddha, don't care about world affairs, shave your hair and practice, convert to the Buddha's heart—”

After the two of them chattered, Jiang Yu suddenly stood up: "What are you afraid of? Watch me fuck me!"

"Sister, sister don't want it! We are no match for him!" Feng Qiu stood behind Jiang Yu and tugged at his arm frantically.

"Let go of me! You are afraid of him but I am not afraid of him! I want to tell him that I have endured him for a long time!"

"Sister! Sister, I beg you not to be impulsive! There is hell ahead!!!"

"What's the noise?! I don't know if there are any guests today?" The butler pushed open the door and was about to scold him, but then he was stunned and looked at the three big men standing in the narrow room staring blankly in surprise.

"...Mr. Qin, so you are here..." The corner of the housekeeper's eyes twitched: "These children are ignorant, did they offend you? Come with me, my husband is waiting for you."

"Got it." Qin Huai glanced at Jiang Yu, turned around and left.

Sitting at the table, Mo Songlin watched him come down from the second floor, his expression changed again, but he still forced a smile and asked, "What did you do?"

"Look for the bathroom." Qin Huai said.

"The bathroom? That's the one in the corner." Mo Songlin pointed to him, "The one with the white door."

Qin Huai nodded lightly, not intending to go.

Mo Song Linchao's housekeeper winked.

The butler immediately called a musician, holding a violin, and played the melodious music slowly.

The level of the musician is good, and the song he played is romantic and soothing, but Mo Songlin seems to be very anxious: "Your marriage partner..."

A hint of impatience flashed across Qin Huai's eyes.

"You want to see him?"

Mo Songlin's eyes flickered, surprise was hidden in his eyes, but his tone was forced to be steady: "I think, of course I want to, I also want to see how good someone who can match your vision is..."

Qin Huai: "Maybe he's just an ordinary person?"

Mo Songlin's eyes quickly flashed a trace of anger, but his expression remained unchanged: "How can you be an ordinary person—look at you joking, I know your eyes."

How could he be inferior to an ordinary person in Qin Huai's eyes?

Qin Huai leaned back in the chair: "What's the name of the piece he played?"

Mo Songlin was stunned.

"Ask you, let's talk." Mo Songlin turned to the musician and said.

The musician stopped playing, looking a little at a loss: "Gentlemen, it's "A Greetings from Love."

"Love compliments..." Mo Songlin stroked his chin: "That's a good name."

"Indeed, the melody is good. I will use this song at the engagement banquet." Qin Huai stood up and buttoned up his suit.

"You, where are you going?"

"I still have something to do, don't stay longer." Qin Huai smiled: "After a while, if the wedding time is confirmed, the number of participants will be counted. Don't forget to accept the invitation card when the time comes."