When they came back last night, the two of them took a shower and went to bed. Mo Zhengyan was originally obedient, but as soon as the lights were turned off, he turned over and pressed up. Now it was fine. He was struggling until midnight before he could stop. In the end, Song Qiyue didn't know how she fell asleep. In short, she was discharged from the hospital and was even more tiring than being hospitalized.

When she woke up, Song Qiyue opened her eyes and habitually picked up the clock at the head of the bed to see the time!

But immediately, she widened her eyes!

How come it was already ten o'clock!

I was staying in the hospital before, of course there was no alarm clock, but the alarm clock should be counted on time and reminded her to get up and go to the company!

Song Qiyue was hospitalized unexpectedly these days. She told Chu Yan and Shao Fei and asked them to deal with the company's affairs. As for her hospitalization, she didn't say much. But several days have passed, and she should rush back. Yesterday she sent a message to Shao Fei that she would go to the company to report tomorrow.

It's good now, I'm going to be late again, so what's going on with this hateful alarm clock?

Song Qiyue got up quickly and could not continue to stay in bed. She didn't bother to wear slippers and ran out directly, but when she opened the door, she was stunned!

The apartment is extremely clean and tidy, even revealing a faint fragrance!

What's going on?

Song Qiyue walked a few more steps, but saw that the living room was extremely neat and looked around. Mo Zhengyan was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he was sitting at the dining table with a cup of coffee and enjoying it.

But even the dining table changed at this moment. It was a slim table before, with some tissue boxes and other things, but now it is covered with solid-colored plain white dining table mats, with white candlesticks and woven baskets on it. There are long strips of cereal bread in the basket, and exquisite ceramic plates are neatly placed on the side. Even the patterns on the plate are in fine European style, and there are all kinds of breakfast snacks inside.

Mo Zhengyan was relaxed and comfortable, sitting in it, without a trace of abruptness, and it was completely natural.

Song Qiyue was shocked when she saw such a picture!

Is this still her home? It almost made Song Qiuyue think it was Mo Mansion’s small restaurant!

Song Qiyue was really dumbfounded and couldn't react for a moment. Mo Zhengyan took a sip of coffee elegantly, but his eyes looked at her, and scanned her slowly, "Are you awake?"

"You..." Song Qiyue paused, "Is this my home?"

"Of course, have you not woken up yet?" Mo Zhengyan asked back.

It was indeed her apartment! Song Qiyue looked at it again, "But why is this happening? Where did these furniture come from? Who cleaned it? And how could you have breakfast?"

"I asked Qi Jiansang to move the furniture here early in the morning. Your place is too simple. In the future, someone will clean the apartment. As for breakfast, I went downstairs to buy it. There is a breakfast shop downstairs, which is not bad." Mo Zhengyan said with a smile, his eyes fixed on a certain part of her body, "My wife, should you put on your clothes and come out?"

Song Qiyue immediately looked down and realized that she had no bra at all, and the thin silk pajamas directly pressed against her body, exposing her! She quickly ran back to the bedroom to change her clothes, and after washing up and sat in front of him to enjoy the breakfast together, she was still very strange.

"This breakfast tastes really good." Song Qiuyue praised while eating.

"You haven't lived here and you haven't bought it?" Mo Zhengyan couldn't help asking.

"I don't have time, so I usually have to go to the company when I get up."

"Then you don't have breakfast?"

"Fei'er will buy it for me."

"He is really a good helper."

It is worth having a delicious breakfast to eat, but after eating it in a hurry, Song Qiyue was exhausted again. Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "Eat something, are you as tired as a war?"

"Who is it all blamed? Who didn't let me sleep yesterday?" Song Qiyue asked.

"Who made you hospitalized?" Song Qiyue was too lazy to argue with him because of the words that some culprit said, "I'm late, I'm going to the company!"

"Let's go, I'll give you it."

...

Mo Zhengyan drove her to Dingxin Company. Song Qiuyue asked, "When will the car be repaired?"

"Repair?" Mo Zhengyan glanced at her, "Your car can be scrapped."

"Ah? I've only bought it for a few years, and it's still new!" Song Qiyue was about to feel distressed again. Could it be that she was going to have heavy bleeding again?

The car was scrapped and it was really unusable. The important thing was that the capital injection problem was not solved. Returning to Dingxin, Chu Yan blocked her in the office and criticized her, asking her where she had gone in the past two days, and the stall was given to her. Song Qiuyue told her that she had gone to get sponsorship. As for the result, she had to continue waiting.

"Dongdong!" Just as she was explaining, Shao Fei came in. Song Qiyue thought that she could make Chu Yan stop and slowly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "What's the matter? Fei'er."

"Mr. Sun from Huipin called, Mr. Sun asked you to go to the company for an interview at 2 pm." Shao Fei said.

"I will arrive on time after the receipt." Song Qiyue smiled and Shao Fei nodded.

"Mr. Sun Huipin?" Chu Yan's eyes narrowed. She searched for Huipin Company in her mind and suddenly said, "Isn't this a subsidiary under the name of Sun Goldman Sachs?"

"That's right."

"The only beloved daughter of Sun Yingzi, General Manager of Huipin, Sun Yuanzhou,?" Chu Yan asked again.

"Yeah."

"How did you hook up with her?" Shao Fei was also curious.

"This is a long story." Song Qiyue smiled, and Chu Yan said, "Then let's talk about it short."

"This is the thing. For the sake of money, I want to talk to Miss Sun. A sudden accident happened. Someone wanted to hit Miss Sun and the others. It happened that I was there, so I saved them, so I contacted them." Song Qiyue said in a short sentence.

"Someone wants to hit Sun's daughter? Do you save them? Who is there another one?" Shao Fei asked.

"Lu Zhanyan, the vice president of Huipin." Song Qiyue said.

"Song Qiyue, you are really bold!"

"You are careful not to lose anything, you don't even have a life!"

Chu Yan and Shao Fei colluded and scolded her again, and Song Qiyue's ears were almost calloused.

...

Generally speaking, Mo rarely comes late or leaves early, but today is not only late, but also postponed the morning meeting.

"I was very busy last night? You didn't come back to stay." In the evening, Luo Zheng came to deliver the documents. After the business was over, she asked.

"There was something unexpected in July. I have been in the hospital these days. I picked her up yesterday." Mo Zhengyan said simply.

"An accident? Is it serious?"

"It's nothing, I just stay in the hospital for a few days, and it's all gone now."

"No wonder you didn't come back yesterday." Luo Zheng seemed to understand. She thought for a while and said, "Zheng Yan, you can take July tonight."

"No." Mo Zhengyan said, "She has been busy with company affairs recently, so it is more convenient to live there."

This may be true, but it may be a reason, Luo Zheng said, "What about you?"

"I won't come back to live anymore." Mo Zhengyan said in a warm voice.

"Don't you go back to the mansion to live?" Luo Zheng was surprised! You know, unless it was a work requirement, Mo Zhengyan would hardly live outside the mansion.

"July month has her own apartment, she wants to live there. I will accompany her during this period." Mo Zhengyan said with a smile, it doesn't matter.

Leaving the top floor, Luo Zheng returned to his director's office.

She thoughtfully picked up her phone and dialed a number. She held her breath and waited for the other end to be connected, but she felt a little nervous.

"Miss Luo Zheng." The voice of the middle-aged woman was the voice of the middle-aged woman.

"Sister Jiang." Luo Zheng said, "Please tell Aunt Fu that Zhengyan no longer lives in the mansion, and he moved to July."

...

The old house of the Mo family—

In the tea room of the villa, Mrs. Mo was calming her mind while tea art. The tea master accompanied her, and Mrs. Mo was moving slowly, very familiar. Suddenly, the wooden door behind her was gently knocked, and it was Sister Jiang's voice, "Madam."

The tea servant behind saw that Mrs. Mo was silent, and she immediately turned around and knelt down and pushed the wooden sliding door open.

Sister Jiang glanced at the tea attendant, and the other party immediately retreated and brought him to the door.

Sister Jiang came to Mrs. Mo and she knelt down.

Mrs. Mo was cleaning the tea set. She was orderly in the cumbersome steps, one after another, “What’s wrong.”

"Madam, Miss Luo Zheng called just now." Sister Jiang said.

"What did she say?" Mrs. Mo asked softly.

"Miss Luo Zheng said that the young master is no longer living in the mansion, and he has moved to Miss July's residence." Sister Jiang reported this. Mrs. Mo was about to make tea, but her hand suddenly suffocated. The force was not sure about it. She trembled slightly and some water splashed out.

Mrs. Mo's gesture was quickly closed, only one or two drops splashed. She immediately raised it. Seeing this, Sister Jiang immediately took the teapot and placed it aside.

Mrs. Mo then changed again and continued to move, "Why is no one reporting the news in the mansion?"

"Back to Madam, the mansion in Hong Kong City, that housekeeper Cao was chosen by the young master, and he only listened to the young master." Sister Jiang said.

"First I changed the housekeeper, and now I moved out with her." Mrs. Mo said softly.

"Madam, if this continues, I don't know what to do." There was a hint of worry between Sister Jiang's eyebrows.

"Zheng Yan, I spoil her so much." Mrs. Mo was already displeased.

...

It was already time to get off work, and Song Qiuyue planned to stay and work overtime, but the rest of the staff were about to leave, but suddenly, someone saw it outside the window, which suddenly caused a sensation, "Come on here! Look!"

Everyone leaned out to take a look, but they saw a row of white luxury cars parked on the roadside downstairs of the company.

"Porsche Cayenne, Audi, BMW, Maserati..." The men knew the cars and reported them one by one, and they were even more amazed.

"Did you see the car downstairs outside?" Chu Yan also saw it and asked in the office.

"Who is such a big deal?" Song Qiyue turned her head and looked at her, and was also shocked.

But immediately, Song Qiyue's cell phone rang. It was Mo Zhengyan's call. He said on the other end, "Down."

"What to do?" She had an ominous premonition.

"Pick one." He said on the other end, and Song Qiyue only thought it was too outrageous.

"Mo Zhengyan, do you say you sent the cars downstairs?" Song Qiyue asked in disbelief.
Chapter completed!