"No, he just complained a few words. Don't go to him, otherwise he will misunderstand."
Thinking of the last words Yu Jingzhou said, Mo Yurou stopped Fu Yusheng.
If you let Fu Yusheng go find Yu Jingzhou, what's the difference between you and Jiang Moyao.
"Yurou, me."
Fu Yusheng knew what Mo Yurou meant and was a little sad.
But Mo Yurou knew that some things had to be cut quickly. She sat up a little, straightened her body, then looked at Fu Yusheng and smiled slightly.
"Brother Yusheng, you know what I'm thinking. This is fine for now. I don't want any changes."
It's a clear response.
Fu Yusheng tightened his grip on the steering wheel, then looked at Mo Yurou with a look of resentment on his face, then put away his sad expression, smiled bitterly, and said jokingly.
"Mo Yurou, you are so heartless."
"Brother Yusheng, I just don't want to ruin the friendship between us."
Compared with fragile love, Mo Yurou wants to protect the friendship between her and Fu Yusheng. If this friendship is gone, then there will really be nothing left for her to cherish in Luo City.
Twenty minutes later, Fu Yusheng sent Mo Yurou to Huating Garden.
"I won't invite you upstairs. Be careful on the way."
After getting out of the car, Mo Yurou stopped Fu Yusheng. It was already very late. Please ask Fu Yusheng to go upstairs. It would be inconvenient.
Fu Yusheng shrugged, watched Mo Yurou enter the corridor, got in the car and left.
At the Haoting Hotel, not long after Mo Yurou left, Zhou Junyi also took Zhou Xinze to the guest room upstairs.
The banquet ended around ten o'clock. Jiang Moyao accompanied Xiao Zichen to see off all the guests. Finally, she and Xiao Zichen accompanied Lu Yazhen and his wife to the parking lot.
"Momo, I'll drive my parents back to Xiaozhai, where are you going?"
Before getting in the car, Xiao Zichen asked, a car can only seat five people. In addition to the driver, there is also a caregiver who helps Lu Yazhen accompany him and take care of Xiao Moxiong. If Jiang Moyao also wants to return to Xiao's house, what will Xiao Zichen have to do?
Rearrange a car.
Jiang Moyao glanced at the car where there was no seat for her, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but then he smiled slightly and said with a magnanimous face.
"I'll go back to Yutingwan. You guys should go back early and be careful on the way."
With that said, Jiang Moyao walked towards his car.
Xiao Zichen was a little surprised that Jiang Moyao was suddenly so obedient, but he didn't think much about it, and then watched Jiang Moyao get into his car before letting the driver drive away.
After getting in the car, Jiang Moyao did not leave the parking lot. She held her phone tightly in her hand and kept staring at the flickering screen.
After a long time, the vibrating cell phone finally became silent. Jiang Moyao was like a deflated rubber ball, leaning on the back of the chair in defeat, with his eyes closed tightly and a tired look on his face.
Suddenly, the phone beeped, and the screen lit up again. Jiang Moyao, who was originally a little relaxed, suddenly became nervous. He lowered his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the phone in his hand. The next second, his face turned blue.
A fierce cold light burst out from those dark and turbid eyes.
Jiang Moyao sat quietly for another three or four minutes. When her phone vibrated again, she got out of the car, walked into the hotel not far away again, and entered the elevator.
Xiao Zhai, Xiao Zichen did not go back to his room after he came back. He kept sitting in the living room downstairs. He drank a lot tonight, but he was not drunk.
After Lu Yazhen settled Xiao Moxiong, she was going to wash up and rest, but when she came out to drink water, she saw her son still sitting in the living room, so she made a cup of sobering tea and walked over.
"Zi Chen, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
As Lu Yazhen spoke, she placed the sobering tea in front of Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen was closing his eyes to rest, but when he heard the voice, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at his mother, his eyes became much softer.
Xiao Zichen sat up, picked up the sobering tea and took a sip.
"Mom, I'll go to bed soon. You go to bed first."
With that said, Xiao Zichen leaned on the sofa again. It could be seen that he was not in a good mood and seemed to have something on his mind.
Zhizi Mo Ruomu, at tonight's birthday party, Lu Yazhen saw very clearly that his son may not be as affectionate towards Jiang Moyao as before.
"Zi Chen, you and Miss Jiang..."
"Mom, we are fine."
Before Lu Yazhen could finish speaking, Xiao Zichen spoke.
After Xiao Zichen said this, he paused, then looked at Lu Yazhen with a serious face and said.
"Mom, I'm going to get the certificate with Momo in two days."
Hearing this, Lu Yazhen sighed softly and frowned slightly.
"Zi Chen, have you thought clearly?"
Xiao Zichen hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Well, actually I should have done this a long time ago. Momo has suffered a lot of grievances, so I can't feel sorry for her anymore."
"Son, no one is sorry for love. There is only love or no love. Last time, your marriage was a forced decision, but this time, mother hopes that you will not regret the decision you made. Love should not
Mix in any emotion."
Xiao Zichen's hesitation just now made Lu Yazhen very worried, but she had already interfered once. She didn't want to influence her son's decision, so she could only give a kind reminder.
When Xiao Zichen heard this, he was slightly stunned, but then he gave a forced smile, patted Lu Yazhen on the shoulder, hugged her gently, and said.
"Mom, I think very clearly that the position of young mistress of the Xiao family should belong to Momo."
Hearing Xiao Zichen's words, Lu Yazhen sighed again. There was nothing that should or should not be done, but she also knew very well that her son would not tell her if he had not made up his mind.
Finally, Lu Yazhen hugged her son with her backhand and said softly and kindly.
"Son, if you have decided, then go for it. No matter what, your parents will always bless you. Well, it's getting late, go and have a rest quickly. Good night."
After saying that, Lu Yazhen stood up from the sofa, then looked at Xiao Zichen with a solemn expression, frowned, turned around slowly, and left the living room.
The next day, at 7:30 in the morning, when Mo Yurou was about to leave for the company, she received a call from Zhou Junyi.
"Brother Tuesday, what do you want early in the morning?"
"Xingxing's luggage was left in the trunk of your car. Can you help me take it to the hotel?"
After Zhou Junyi said this, Mo Yurou remembered that she had arranged for the driver to pick up Zhou Junyi from the airport yesterday, and she probably left him behind when he returned to the hotel later.
Mo Yurou looked at the time. Anyway, she had to go through the Haoting Hotel to go to Sino-Ocean Group, so she didn't have time, so she replied.
"Okay, I'll send it to you in a moment."
After that, Mo Yurou hung up the phone, put on her coat, took her bag, and went out.