The car drove into the downstairs of Su and Mo's house. Su and Mo got out of the car. Quan Youchen stood in front of her. He was tall and elegant. The sun had set and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on them.
"Mo Mo..." Looking from a distance, Quan Youchen held Su and Mo's hands, kissed the back of his hands like a nobleman to say goodbye. The setting sun sets, and only purple colors remain. This beautiful purple is gentle to the two.
People inlaid with beautiful halos.
When others look at it, they feel like lovers in fairy tales, so romantic, so beautiful, and so dreamy.
It makes people feel excited when they see it.
Su and Mo seemed to be infected by this atmosphere. She raised her head and saw it deeply and deeply for the first time.
This man is noble, domineering, and cold, but in this cold, he has fragility that is not easy to be noticed.
Ming Baishang seemed to feel something. He poked his head out of the kitchen window. Seeing this scene, a strong sense of jealousy and anger surged in his heart. He wanted to jump directly from the window and drive Quan Youchen away.
Go and pull Su and Mo back, he couldn't ignore the fairy tale and dreamy feeling when they stood together.
He suddenly felt that it was funny to sit here in a funny apron, so idiot.
The dishes in the pot slowly became burnt.
"Dad Bai Shang, hurry up and stir-fry it, it's almost messy." Su Che pulled Ming Bai Shang's sleeve from the side.
"Oh..." He turned off the fire and carried Suche out of the kitchen, "You sit here, I'll pick up Su and Mo downstairs."
He opened the door, closed it, and walked towards the two of them. His eyes were filled with great anger, his fists were clenched, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.
"Young Master, you have bought the ingredients you want." Lumo, who was ordered by Ming Baishang to buy ingredients in the supermarket, came back from the other side. He did not see Quan Youchen and Su Yumo, nor did he notice him
The young master had the crazy anger on his face that could kill people. He thought he couldn't wait, so he came down to get things himself.
"Get out." His voice was very small, but it made Lumer feel a creepy warning, as if he dared to take his life one step closer.
"Wife, are there any customers?" Ming Baishang walked forward, pulled Su and Mo into his arms, and said like a husband.
"Ming Baishang, this is Your Highness, you don't know him?"
"Did you forget that I have selective amnesia? People who don't like or people who hate them don't remember them." The words were said to Su and Mo, but their eyes were looking at Quan Youchen, and the two men met again
No one is afraid of anyone, and no one is willing to show weakness, as if the one who shows weakness will lose the qualification to compete.
"Bai Shang..." Quan Youchen looked at Ming Bai Shang holding Su and Mo's hand tightly, "This kind of drama is too childish. Mo Mo is not your wife, not before, not now, not in the future, not in the future, always
No!" Mo Mo, it's his.
"You have the final say! Su and Mo, go!" Ming Baishang couldn't help but pull Su and Mo upstairs.
"Let go, I will leave myself, it hurts!" He held her burned hand.
"Hurry up!"
"Okay, I'll leave myself."
Quan Youchen stood under the sunset, watching the two people walking home in a fight, and then heard Su Che calling out to Mommy and Bai Shang’s daddy.
If Bai Shang knew that Su Che was his own son, would he take Mo Mo for himself at all costs?
He knew his cousin, he was a playboy, but he was absolutely serious about Su and Mo. He had never seen Ming Baishang care so much about anyone.
"Your Highness, it's time to go back.
For a long time, Bella urged.
Quan Youchen turned around and got into the car. He leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes deeply.
"What are you going to do?
"You fell in love with Quan Youchen, right?" Ming Baishang threw her on the sofa. The sensible Suche wanted to give her daddy and mommy a space. He just heard the sound of two people going upstairs.
He brought the rice and hid in his children's room for dinner.
"You said, are you falling in love with him?" His voice suddenly became cold and cold. He could not ignore the scene he had just seen. His jealousy was about to burn him to death. She didn't wait for her to turn over.
When he came, he pulled her hand hard and asked.
"Ah... you hurt me." He was so strong that her scald had not healed yet.
"Say! Do you like him?" He lost his mind by being jealous in his rage, and did not notice Su and Mo's unusual cry of pain. He was only aggressive and asked what he wanted to know but was afraid of.
"Yes! I'm just moved by him, what's your business? Why do you care about me?" Su and Mo were so angry that they shook Ming Baishang's hand away and stood up from the sofa.
Today I suffered a great humiliation at the banquet of Ito. Both psychological and physical injuries have not healed, but he yelled and screamed at her like a storm.
"What did you say?" His hand stopped, and there seemed to be blood surging in his chest to vomit. His stiff and cold expression was scary, and his tone was very stiff. "Did you really fall in love with him?" he asked again.
The eyes were like a sharp net, trapping her firmly, and his body was as straight as an ice sculpture.
"Don't bow your head! Look at me and answer me!" Not only Quan Youchen, but he also has cold times.
He pinched her chin and tried to see the message she was lying in her eyes.
"I..." Was that moved? Since I saw him being slapped hard in the government office of the Jun Shang, I knew that he had an unbearable childhood. When she saw him, she could not only feel it when she saw him.
She would feel the fragility and melancholy behind him, and she would feel her heartache for him.
She hesitated, and Ming Baishang thought she had admitted it.
His hand slowly let go of her chin, and a trace of wounded pain flashed in his eyes.
He stood up, picked up the clothes on the sofa, and put them on his body. His self-esteem was strongly stimulated. He straightened his back and walked out. He opened the door and said lightly:
"Okay, since that's the case, I'll make you happy."
She raised her head in surprise, but saw that there was no one at the door. After a while, she heard Lumo calling the young master. She thought she would hear the sound of him roaring at his subordinates as usual, but, no.
Only the sound of the car starting and leaving was heard.
Su and Mo sat on the sofa, buried their faces deeply in the palm of their hands.
"Mommy, actually, Bai Shang's daddy is pretty good. He is cooking for you." At some point, Su Che walked out, stood in front of Su and Mo, and said.
Su and Mo looked over and found that there were indeed two dishes on the dining table in the small living room, and were there any good dishes in the pot in the kitchen?