Chapter 399 Second Uncle, are you unhappy?

  Received Qin Baiyu’s answer, Mo Liangyu was like a new life.

  He almost jumped up from the sofa, a pair of amorous peach eyes full of excitement.

   "Four brother, are you serious?"

  The man looked at him calmly and said, "Really."

  Mo Liangyu was excited, untimely excited.

  He got up and picked up his mobile phone to make a call. After realizing it, he felt abrupt. He stood in front of the sofa and smiled so hard that he could not see his teeth. "Fourth brother, sister-in-law, wait for the good news from me."

  After speaking, he strode out of the drawing room.

  Yan Shiqi stared at his back and frowned helplessly.

  Mo Liangyu was not stable enough after all. After meeting Ling Mi, he lost his sense on this occasion today.

  Yan Shiqi put the cup in her hand on the square coffee table in front. She gently scratched the man’s wrist and raised her eyebrows slightly: “Did you instruct Ling Mi’s marriage?”

   "It's not an instruction, it's time to get married when you are old!"

  The man only gave a faint explanation, and his tone was indifferent and he couldn't hear the emotional temperature.

  The clever and clear Yan Shiqi, a little bit of clues can be guessed after a little thought.

  She thought for a moment, and then turned her mouth in the direction Mo Liangyu was leaving, "Then do you think Xiaoyu can succeed?"

  The man turned his eyes to look at her, his thin lips lifted up a seemingly non-existent curve, “It’s always good to hit the south wall.”

   Hearing the sound, Yan Shiqi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled jokingly: "Fourth brother, it's black enough."

  After speaking, she gave Mo Liangyu bitter tears in her heart.

  It seems that the man feels the same as her, and she can almost foresee that Mo Liangyu will inevitably hit his head in front of Ling Mi.

  That’s fine, at least it will let him see some facts clearly.

  The man beside her lighted a cigarette slowly while she was thinking, he was breathing the smoke, his eyes were very far-reaching.

Yan Shiqi beside    felt a little backache. She leaned back on the sofa, hooked his fingertips across the armrest, rubbed his fingertips lightly, and asked curiously, "Where’s Brother Qiao? He’s not here today?"

  The brothers of the fourth elder brother all came over, just now she vaguely saw Ling Wanxing at the door of the condolence hall.

  But I haven't seen Qiao Mu.

  Then, the man breathed out the mist, narrowed his eyes and said, "He is abroad."

  ……

  At this time, it’s night in the U.S.——

  What is Qiao Mu doing? Sitting in the living room, studying with his cutie.

   is still in Ling Zihuan’s apartment, these days he has been with her, even sleeping at night, preferring to sleep on the sofa in the living room, and never returned to his own suite apartment opposite the door.

  At this moment, he is sitting on the sofa with his legs on the coffee table, holding the phone in a deep thought.

  Uncle Mo of the Qin family has passed away. He received a message from his elder brother Qiao Qing in the middle of last night.

  But he, can't go back.

  Qiao Mu felt uncomfortable. Uncle Mo was an old man who had watched them grow up together.

   didn't even want to leave so suddenly, he sighed in a daze.

  During this period, he was by Ling Zihuan's side, and the thought of not wanting to be separated from her became thicker and stronger.

  Grass, when did he become so clingy?

  Qiao Mu is a bit disturbed.

  Domestic Joe’s work needs to be maintained, and Joe’s Entertainment is waiting for him to go back to take care of it. It seems that the days to be with the little girl are getting less and less.

  He wants to return to China to deal with work affairs, it is urgent.

   "Second Uncle?!!!" Qiao Mu was trapped in his troubled thoughts, unable to extricate himself, until Ling Zihuan called out loudly in his ears, and he was shocked to return to his sanity.

  Qiao Mu curled his eyebrows, looked at the little girl intently, and squeezed her soft face, "What's the matter?"

  Her face is wet, she has just washed her face and still wears a bunny ears hair band on her head.

  Ling Zihuan blinked and frowned, a touch of concern flashed in her dark eyes, "Second Uncle, are you not happy?"

  10 more, good night.

  (End of this chapter)