Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Mu Qiu sat in the co-pilot, and the man drove the car himself. It was too quiet in the car, and Mu Qiu felt embarrassed, so he took the initiative to find a topic to talk about. She asked the man, "Did you just come home from work, sir?"

"That's it." After answering, perhaps he felt that the answer was too short and would give people a sense of indifference. The man added: "I just came back from a business trip."

"So it is." Mu Qiu occasionally glanced at the man beside him, and felt that his appearance was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. Mu Qiu was restless, and didn't say much after that.

Parking the car at the gate of Amethyst Capital, the man opened his mouth to remind Mu Qiu, who was distracted: "Little girl, it's here."

Mu Qiu came back to his senses, holding the seat belt in his hand and nodding his thanks to the man: "Thank you."

"No need."

Mu Qiu took off his seat belt, got out of the car, stood beside the car and thanked the man again, and then walked into the community. Watching Mu Qiu's thin back disappear at the end of the winding sidewalk in the community, Cheng Yanmo just turned around and was about to go home.

On the way, he received another call.

Cheng Yanmo connected the Bluetooth phone. "Hey?"

There was a lot of noise on the other end, and after a long while, a man leaned over to the phone and asked tentatively, "Hello, is that Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Yanmo then picked up the phone and glanced at the caller. The call was from Cheng Ziang.

He knew it. "Is my brother with you?"

"Yes." The man on the other end said, "Second Young Master Cheng invited the audience to drink tonight, and opened a bottle of more than 300,000 wines. He is unconscious at the moment, can you trouble Master Cheng to come and help? Has he settled the bill?"

After a while of silence, Cheng Yanmo hummed.

Half an hour later, Cheng Yanmo's car stopped at Bar Street. He got out of the car, walked into the bar, and walked through the intoxicated people whose hormones had nowhere to go, a kind of arrogant coldness.

Cheng Yanmo walked into a box and saw Cheng Ziang lying on the sofa, drunk into a puddle of mud.

Cheng Ziang's white suit was messy, and there was a lipstick mark on his face that was kissed by a woman. On the table, there was a table full of expensive glass wine bottles, and one or two used latex cases.

Cheng Yanmo stared at the filthy things on the table. He pushed his glasses with his fingers, then turned his head calmly, and handed a bank card to the bar owner behind him. "I'll settle the bill, and I'll take it away."

The boss looked curiously and in awe at Cheng Yanmo, who is said to have the reputation of Wangdongcheng's 'No. Compared with Cheng Ziang, a playboy, Cheng Yanmo is really the best in the world, and at a glance, you can see that this man is extraordinary.

The boss took the bank card, turned around and was about to leave, suddenly turned around and said to Cheng Yanmo: "Master Cheng, please persuade your brother, I am a regular bar." He glanced at the cover on the table and said, "Like a Don’t come to me to do this kind of thing in the future, the temple is small and can’t hold it.”

"There are so many hotels on the street, just find one, isn't it more luxurious and more convenient than my small box?"

How could Cheng Yanmo not understand the boss's sarcasm? He wasn't angry, but instead apologized well-bred: "Boss, I've caused you trouble." After speaking, he bent over to help Cheng Ziang up and carried him out of the bar.

Walking to the end of the street, standing next to a small fountain, Cheng Yanmo suddenly let go of Cheng Ziang. Suddenly losing his support, Cheng Ziang swayed a little. Without warning, Cheng Yanmo kicked and kicked Cheng Ziang, who was so drunk that no one could see clearly, into the fountain pool.

"Ah!" Lying in the water, with his mouth and nose blocked by the water, Cheng Ziang woke up instantly.

He fluttered a few times, realizing that the water under him was not deep, and Cheng Ziang fell to his knees. He coughed a few times, wiped the water stains on his face, raised his head and looked at Cheng Yanmo standing in front.

Looking at Cheng Yanmo's eyes that were not mixed with any emotion, only disgust and disgust, Cheng Ziang suddenly woke up. "Big, big brother" Cheng Ziang stuttered as he spoke, with a sense of panic as the cat was caught by its tail.

Cheng Yanmo turned around and left.

Cheng Ziang hurriedly stood up from the pool, trotted and followed, one foot with a watermark. "Brother, aren't you on a business trip? Why did you come back?"

Cheng Yanmo ignored him. He opened the door and sat in, starting the car and leaving. Cheng Ziang quickly got into the co-pilot, he sat down and just closed the door, the car started running.

Cheng Ziang hurriedly fastened his seat belt, and he asked Cheng Yanmo guiltyly, "Brother, did you bring me back from the bar?"

Cheng Yanmo finally spoke. "You can't take care of you?" Cheng Yanmo frowned and said disgustedly: "If you want to do it, can't you find a hotel?"

Cheng Ziang knew that Cheng Yanmo was angry.

Although they were born to the same parents, Cheng Ziang and Cheng Yanmo had two extremes. The elder brother is excellent and dazzling, but the younger brother is rambunctious, living a carefree life all day long.

In the face of this too dazzling big brother, Cheng Ziang felt guilty and inferior. Hearing Cheng Yanmo's education, Cheng Ziang couldn't help but feel a little resentful. He said listlessly, "I feel uncomfortable."

Cheng Yanmo: "Oh!"

Cheng Ziang said again: "Song Ci is married." He chased Song Ci so highly and eagerly before, but he never saw that Song Ci was moved. suffered a great blow.

He thought that Cheng Yanmo didn't know about Song Ci's marriage, so he hurriedly complained to Cheng Yanmo: "Song Ci got married, not only for the unknown, but also for the disabled! I have already investigated, that man named Han Zhan has no father or not. Mom, I have no power and no power, I only have a broken house with more than 200 square meters in my name, and a broken car, and I bought the house with a loan."

"I can't figure out, how could Song Ci fall in love with him!" The more he spoke, the angrier Cheng Ziang became.

Cheng Ziang has been being laughed at these days. Everyone laughed at him: "Second Young Master Cheng, Song Ci would rather marry a disabled person than marry you. Your Second Young Master's charm is only like that!" A man's heart has it.

Cheng Yanmo couldn't listen anymore, he interrupted Cheng Ziang's chatter: "Except for not being Cheng, is he any worse than you?"

Cheng Ziang was stunned.

Because he will be reincarnated and because of his surname Cheng, Cheng Ziang is not short of money. He has a lot of houses, a lot of cars, and a lot of friends and money, but Song Ci didn't choose him. But his brother said that the man was no worse than him except that he would not be reincarnated.

Cheng Ziang was embarrassed by his brother's devaluation to the point of being useless, and his face could not be hung up. He said gloomily, "Brother, have you seen that man before, so you know he is better than me?"

Cheng Yanmo said, "I have seen it."