He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

the other side.

Yu Zeyao ran back to the hotel in the morning-today is the last day of the itinerary, much more leisurely than the previous two days. As soon as he arrived in the room, Mo Huan was already there.

"Morning, Ze Yao." Seeing him, Mo Huan stood up and smiled at him.

Yu Zeyao only looked at the solemn one side with a deep gaze, and took a step back with a guilty conscience. He didn't meet his gaze. Obviously, he invited people in without authorization.

"Why so early?" Yu Zeyao asked Mo Huan, "What's the matter?"

"Is it a big deal to bring you breakfast?" Mo Huan pushed out the dining car. The accompanying people wanted to take out the meals one by one, but Mo Huan waved his hand and refused, and everything came in person.

"Thank you. Eat first, I'll take a bath." Yu Zeyao maintained the attitude of a gentleman.

After nodding with Mo Huan, they walked into the bathroom alone.

Mo Huan looked at the figure from behind, feeling a little lost in his heart. He doesn't seem to have changed, he still maintains his past attitude towards himself, a gentleman polite. However, it seems to be very different again. This kind of gentleman seems to be far more alienated than before.

She couldn't quite see through the man's mind, but now, it seems even more difficult to consider.

Mo Huan looked solemnly, "Has your husband liked someone recently?"

When solemnly heard this, there was a "chuckle" in my heart. It is said that a woman’s sixth sense is very spiritual, but I never thought it was true.

Seeing solemnly this way, Mo Huan felt a little deeper, "Really?"

"No, it's not." Solemn came back to his senses and quickly returned. Well, he is not a lie—after all, the husband is not someone he likes recently, but he has been looking for him for several years. Thinking about it this way, his back straightened, and he had more confidence in his words, "Mr. has been upset recently, so it is inevitable that Miss Mo will be a little cold, and I hope Miss Mo will not mind."

Mo Huan smiled when he heard Solemn's words. He didn't know if he believed it or not, but the beautiful eyebrows were a little more low. He glanced into the bathroom again.

"Since he has so many things, I won't bother him." Mo Huan retracted his gaze and looked solemnly, "Remember to remind him to have a good breakfast. No matter how busy he is, breakfast is the most important thing."

"Definitely, thank Miss Mo for caring."

Mo Huan didn't stay too much. Yu Zeyao just took a simple shower and came out soon. He was wearing a white bathrobe, wiping his wet hair with a towel in his hand, and took a solemn look. "It seems that you have become more and more accustomed to making the decision lately. Why? Is your salary given to you?"

Solemnly called himself wronged, "I also think deeply. I know that Miss Mo will definitely not hurt you, so I let Miss Mo in."

Yu Zeyao didn't answer the conversation, just glanced at the breakfast in front of him. Solemnly said: "Before Ms. Mo left, she asked me to remind you to remember to eat breakfast."

As he said, he looked at someone's expression and couldn't help saying: "Actually, I think Miss Mo really cares about you."

There was not much change on Yu Zeyao's face, as if no waves were seen. He picked up the chopsticks and asked solemnly, "What do you want to say?"

Solemnly thought for a while, "Ms. Jing doesn't really care about you with Miss Mo. I also read the comments of netizens on the Internet today, and they all said that you and Miss Mo look very good."

Yu Zeyao frowned, "When did you become so talkative?"

"..." Solemn and helpless, didn't the husband just ask himself? But he didn't speak, just stood silently on the side.

After taking two bites, Yu Zeyao suddenly remembered something and raised his head to look solemnly, "Is there news about me and Mo Huan on the Internet?"

Solemnly did not speak.

Yu Zeyao was impatient, "Give me the phone."

So solemnly took the phone and gave it to him. After searching the Internet at random, he could see that the photos of him and Mo Huan were overwhelming. There are also countless news links.

Yu Zeyao glanced solemnly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"The former husband never cared about these news." Especially these lace news, he never paid attention, whether the protagonist was him or not. Zhuang Yan had thought about whether to report all the news to him before, but he usually only responded to him with the word "boring".

Today this time is definitely an accident in an accident. He felt that not only did the husband feel bored this time, he seemed to be particularly concerned about the news.

"Don't tell me the news again in the future." Yu Zeyao ordered and asked: "What time is it in China?"

"It's almost noon."

"That is to say..." Yu Zeyao glanced at his private mobile phone, which was always quiet at hand, and said to himself: "Anyone in China who only needs to watch TV or surf the Internet will know the news?"

"There should be nothing wrong with this," replied solemnly. But he saw the husband sink a lot.

Yu Zeyao threw the cellphone used to access the Internet on the table and threw a'bang --' sound, and solemnly listened to the side with a fright.

Then, he bowed his head and continued to eat. However, something seemed to affect him. He didn't take two bites, and threw away his chopsticks, and ordered: "People take the breakfast away. I'll go and make a phone call."

He picked up the phone again and walked into the bedroom. Looking solemnly at the breakfast that hadn't been touched much, after considering it for a moment, I still found someone to clean it up.

This early morning, the husband's mood was so ups and downs, it seemed that it must have been influenced by Miss Jing. However, Miss Jing's radiation range is really too wide! They are all out of the country, separated by tens of thousands of kilometers, and they can have such a big impact.

Yu Zeyao's phone number was not dialed to her, but to the vice presidential palace.

The one who answered the phone was the butler.

As soon as the butler heard his voice, he asked hello first, and said wittily: "Sir, you want Miss Jing to come and listen to the phone. I'll find her right away."

"No need." Yu Zeyao stopped the housekeeper, paused for a moment, and then asked: "What is she doing?"

"Miss Jing should be sleeping in the morning in the building right now!"

"Nap." He repeated these two words, looking into the distance with heavy eyes, and asked quietly: "Did you see the news about me and Mo Huan today?"

"Have."

"Where is she?"

"There are." The butler said: "Ms. Jing watched TV in the hall for a while, and it happened to broadcast the news about you and Ms. Mo. I also saw it with Miss Jing."

"Really?" Yu Zeyao asked: "Did she say anything? Or, did she ask anything?"

"I did ask." The butler recalled, "Miss Jing just asked me if you and Miss Mo look good."

Yu Zeyao sneered, "What else?"

Through the electric current, the housekeeper can clearly feel the obvious emotional ups and downs on the end of the phone.

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