Their Love Stories

Although Leng Xiyao didn't get out of the car, she saw Mo Suqing standing there stiffly, and then looked over.

The moment she saw An Huilin, her face turned pale, and then she forced an ugly smile.

As soon as Leng Haojun opened the car door, the other three people's car also stopped. When they got out of the car, they looked at Jian Jian and An Huilin, and looked at each other.

Why are these two people here?

Although Mo Suqing knew that simplicity was Ye Zhongjue’s chief secretary, she felt very uncomfortable looking at simplicity. Thinking of the words that simplicity deliberately misled her, she felt that the woman in front of her was very deep and hypocritical, even though she Blocked a shot for Ye Zhongjue.

Leng Haojun seemed to have known that the two of them would come, he walked to the back and took Leng Xiyao out of the car.

Leng Xiyao seemed to be deliberate, reaching out her arm around Leng Haojun's neck, An Huilin's face changed, but she was very witty and did not speak.

Leng Xiyao's movements didn't affect Leng Haojun much, he just froze, and then continued to walk into the villa holding Leng Xiyao.

"This is the simplicity of An Huilin and her friend, I invited it, let's come in together!"

After Leng Haojun finished speaking, he walked in first.

An Huilin pulled succinctly, and followed Leng Haojun.

Concise Looking back at Ye Zhongjue from time to time, Mo Suqing felt as though she had eaten a fly in her heart. She was very uncomfortable. She took Ye Zhongjue's arm and felt uncomfortable all over her body.

Today, these two people will appear here, she did not expect at all.

Ye Zhongjue didn't speak from beginning to end, until he walked to the entrance of the main hall, and suddenly turned around to take a look at Ye Zhongjue.

"Ajue, I didn't expect you to come over in a few days."

Ye Zhongjue glanced at her blankly, "How is your injury?"

With a gentle smile, "It's much better, Ajue, you don't have to take it to heart."

Mo Suqing was very awkward, listening to other women calling her husband A Jue affectionately, and she knew that this woman was interesting to her husband, but she couldn't do anything.

Because this woman saved her husband's life.

This feeling is really terrible!

Guan Zixuan gave her a caring look, and Ye Zhongjue held Mo Suqing's hand tightly and gave her a comforting look.

Simplicity seems to have seen nothing, turned around and followed An Huilin in.

When the group entered, Zhang's mother had already prepared lunch.

Leng Haojun held Leng Xiyao to wash his hands first. When he came out, everyone was already sitting at the dinner table.

At the round table, Leng Haojun held Leng Xiyao and sat down.

Leng Xiyao was sitting next to his right hand. Next to his left hand was An Huilin. Next to An Huilin was simplicity. Next to simplicity was Ye Zhongjue. Mo Suqing was sitting between Ye Zhongjue and Guan Zixuan.

Zeng Hanyu sat next to Guan Zixuan alone, and his other hand happened to be Leng Xiyao.

Zhang Ma brought the food, Leng Haojun hadn't spoken yet, An Huilin was the first to speak, she had a cold and gorgeous smile when she was already looking cold.

"Thank you everyone for helping during Yaoyao's illness. Yaoyao was discharged from the hospital today. I and her younger uncle are very happy. I will toast everyone a glass of wine first. Feel free to everyone!"

An Huilin looked like a hostess, with a simple smile and opened her eyes, followed her to pick up the wine and drank a glass.

Ye Zhongjue frowned, "Succinctly, your wound is not healed, you drink less!"

Mo Suqing lowered her head, pursing her lips, making Leng Xiyao's face extremely pale.

Leng Haojun seemed to be unaware of the weird atmosphere at the dinner table. He picked up his chopsticks and gave Leng Xiyao some food.

"Everyone eat as much as you like, first eat something to cushion your stomach, otherwise your stomach will feel upset after drinking."

Ye Zhongjue calmly gave Mo Suqing food, Zeng Hanyu looked at the label of a good show, Guan Zixuan's frowning old man, this was much more lively than their set.

He glanced at Mo Suqing worriedly. Mo Suqing was a stubborn girl. Although Ye Zhongjue didn't do anything extraordinary, Guan Zixuan knew that she must be particularly uncomfortable at this moment.

Halfway through the meal, a dish was gone.

An Huilin stood up directly and picked up the plate, "I went into the kitchen and asked Madam Zhang to see if there is anymore this dish, let her fry another plate."

An Huilin's posture was too casual, and Leng Xiyao's hands holding chopsticks turned white.

At first, Mo Suqing became a little lost because of her concise appearance. When she looked at Leng Xiyao, she realized that Leng Xiyao's mood was very wrong.

A trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and Leng Xiyao's performance did not seem to be amnesia at all.

However, if she has no memory loss, why would she lie to everyone?

An Huilin brought the plate into the kitchen and came out.

After she was seated, she took up the wine glass again.

"Since everyone has eaten almost, I will toast everyone a second cup. I am in a good mood today, Hao Yun, don't blame me!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and blinked at Leng Haojun.

Leng Haojun gave a lukewarm grace, An Huilin raised her glass and drank it.

Leng Xiyao's face was already ugly and couldn't be more ugly, Mo Suqing didn't understand what was Leng Haoyun's intention to indulge An Huilin like this.

At this moment, she has no time to pay attention to the concise and constant gazes cast at Ye Zhongjue, she looked at Leng Xiyao distressedly.

Zeng Hanyu leaned back in the chair lazily, drinking one by one, Guan Zixuan drank several cups in a row in silence.

It's succinct. After listening to Ye Zhongjue's words, he stopped drinking, eating vegetables silently, taking a look at Ye Zhongjue from time to time.

When An Huilin picked up the wine glass again, Mo Suqing broke out completely.

"An Huilin, you used to be my boss, but now you are not, I call you that, don't you mind!"

An Huilin looked at her without a smile, and said in four rounds, "You are Mrs. Ye now, the young lady of the Ye family, how dare I be your boss!"

Mo Suqing's face was pale, she sneered, her heart was full of anger towards Wei Yaoyao, "Yes! Since you love to drink so much, then I will accompany you for a good drink today!"

After Mo Suqing finished speaking, he picked up the wine bottle and put it to his mouth.

Ye Zhongjue frowned fiercely. He took Mo Suqing's hand and put the wine bottle aside, looking at Mo Suqing deeply, "You can't drink either. Since everyone is in such a good mood, drink it! "

After Ye Zhongjue finished speaking, he poured a glass of wine into the cup in front of him and drank it all in one go.

His thin lips were pursed slightly, and a thin anger was glowing. Mo Suqing knew that he was angry, he disliked himself for not cherishing his body, and Ye Zhongjue didn't like her drinking, she knew.

But, how could she watch Yaoyao feel so stubborn!

An Huilin smiled and toasted, and glanced at Leng Xiyao contemptuously. Leng Haojun never spoke, but only when he saw that the dishes at the bottom of Leng Xiyao's bowl were gone, he would take the initiative to pick her up.

Leng Xiyao is like a lifeless robot, repeating an action mechanically, picking up vegetables and putting them in his mouth, even chewing looks very mechanical.

There was too much in Mo Suqing's heart, why Leng Haojun would indulge An Huilin so much.

Soon, when the lunch came to an end, Mo Suqing finally knew the answer.

During a lunch, Leng Haojun didn't speak, and didn't speak until the end, shocking the four people.

He said, "Today's meal is a thank you to everyone for your concern for Yaoyao. At the same time, I will also announce a news that I will be engaged to An Huilin in a month!"

His words were like throwing a stone into a calm lake, causing huge ripples.

Leng Xiyao was the first to lower her head, and Mo Suqing subconsciously looked over. Everyone had mixed expressions.

Zeng Hanyu's playful expression, Guan Zixuan's frowning expression, Ye Zhongjue's cold expression, and An Huilin's triumphant expression are like a rooster in a battle, how arrogant and arrogant it is.

Concisely and contemptuously looked at Mo Suqing, as if to say that your final fate is no better than your good girlfriend!

Mo Suqing was completely messed up.

Leng Haojun’s emotional voice continued, "I hope that when I am engaged to An Huilin, everyone can come to join me. When Yaoyao’s injury is completely healed, I will marry An Huilin and the invitation will be given. In your hands."

After Leng Haojun said these words calmly and calmly, Mo Suqing saw that Leng Xiyao with his head down, the stars in his eyes, one after another, falling...

An Huilin sat next to Leng Haoyun, reaching out to take his arm, smiling sweetly like a little woman.

"Hao Yun, look at you, I'm embarrassed to say it so straightforward, but then everyone must come to my wedding!"

Such a charming and proud An Huilin was something Mo Suqing had never seen before. The An Huilin she had known before was all glamorous.

In Leng Xiyao's previous words, it is an outstanding representative of menopausal women, dissatisfaction with desire and uncoordinated sexual life.

However, now she is smiling so arrogantly, and her Yaoyao is so sad, so powerless!

Leng Xiyao finally seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. She suppressed her voice and tried her best not to let others hear her cry.

"Suqing, I want to go outside to get some breath, you accompany me!"

Without even thinking about it, Mo Suqing got up and pushed the wheelchair in the living room over. Leng Haojun didn't say anything, but silently carried Leng Xiyao into the wheelchair.

Mo Suqing didn't give him a look. In her heart, she hated Leng Haoyun very much. She felt that he had bullied Yaoyao.

Her Yaoyao, even if she loses, she must still be proud of losing!

Mo Suqing pushed Yaoyao towards the garden in the villa without looking back.

They stood in front of a cluster of pale yellow chrysanthemum-flowers, and Mo Suqing stood silently behind Leng Xiyao.

After a long time, she let out a helpless sigh.

"Yaoyao, for so long, you have pretended to be, you have no memory loss at all!"

Leng Xiyao stiffened, she gave a wry smile, "You can see it! It seems that my acting skills are really bad!"

Mo Su walked up to her in confusion and stared at her, "Yaoyao, can you tell me why? Why do you pretend to have amnesia?"