Mismarried wealthy wife

In the car, Su Qing stared blankly ahead, but the image of Zhuo Lingyue and Mo Yanye standing together kept echoing in her mind.

"Ling Han, can you tell me?" The voice seemed to come from a distant valley, it was unreal.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I think I'd better let the president tell you about this!"

Ling Han did not forget Mo Yanye's warning to him, that cold look in his eyes was something he had never seen before.

"Can you tell me what their relationship is?" Su Qing refused to give up and insisted on asking something.

But Ling Han's tone was also tight, and he refused to reveal anything. "Madam, please don't embarrass me. However, you have to trust the president, he will give you a reasonable explanation."

With Ling Han's words in hand, Su Qing waited for Mo Yanye in the living room.But after waiting, he didn't come back until the next day.

Su Qing stood listlessly in front of the sink, looking at her listless self in the mirror, her lips curled up weakly.

How stupid to believe him.

As the saying goes, if a man is reliable, sows will climb trees.Can sows climb trees?Won't!Therefore, the words of men cannot be trusted.

Ling Han is like this, and so is Mo Yanye.

No matter how you cover it, the dark circles on your face can't be covered. Su Qing entered the company with a pair of panda eyes.

"Qing, what did you do!"

As soon as she entered the company, Su Qing's strange behavior caught Pang Yan's attention.She caught up, grabbed her, and asked, "Didn't you ask for leave yesterday? Why did it become like this?"

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep well!" Su Qing waved her hand and returned to her seat with a sad expression.

Pang Yan was worried, but she didn't want to ask more questions, so she had to tell her a few words and leave.

All day long, Su Qing was in a daze, either looking at her phone, or sitting in a daze with her head propped up, all she could think about was Mo Yanye.

After get off work in the afternoon, she was the first to clock in and go home.As soon as she opened the door, she saw a pair of familiar leather shoes. She was overjoyed and went straight to the bedroom after changing her shoes.

Mo Yanye was just finishing taking a shower, his body was still dripping, and only a towel was wrapped around his waist.

Seeing Su Qing, he glanced away and then looked away.

"Where did you... go last night?" Knowing the answer, Su Qing couldn't help but ask.

"Lingyue had a stomachache yesterday, so I stayed with her to take care of her." Mo Yanye walked into the locker room, his voice was as light as a violin.

Su Qing staggered back a few steps, using the wall to support her almost limp body.

"You know I'm waiting for you at home, why..." Why did you stay with her?Su Qing bit her lip, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes.

Coming out of the dressing room, Mo Yanye had already changed into a black handmade suit.Hearing Su Qing's words, he paused his buttoning hand.

"I promised her parents that I would take good care of her."

"So... can you ignore me and not even give me a call?" After all, Su Qing couldn't bear the anger in her heart and yelled at him loudly.

Mo Yanye stared at Su Qing obsessively, but finally stepped forward and gently hugged her into his arms.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't care about your feelings."

When encountering such a thing, it was his mistake that he didn't explain clearly to Su Qing immediately.

However, Zhuo Lingyue's affection for him had already been clearly felt when he met again in the United States.

Not refusing, not responding, is what he thinks is the best way.

It's just that she didn't expect that she and Su Qing were good friends in the past.In desperation, he chose to appease Zhuo Lingyue first.After all, she had just lost her parents, and in the huge city A, she had no one to rely on.

With an apology, Su Qing's heart softened immediately.

She approached his arms, felt the unique temperature of his body, and her fearful heart finally returned to the distance.

Greedily absorbing the breath from his body, Su Qing said lightly: "Where are you going? Can you not go?"

Mo Yanye was slightly startled, and then gently pushed her away from his arms.

"Qingqing, Lingyue has a stomach problem, I have to see her."

Su Qing froze on the spot, holding the clothes on both sides tightly with both hands, lowered her head and looked at her toes, for a long time...

"You go! Leave me alone!" After a long while, she slowly raised her head, the smile on her lips was barely audible, and the nostalgia just now disappeared from her eyes.

She seems to have given up on something...

Sensing her strangeness, Mo Yanye took a step forward, intending to hug her into his arms, but she took a step back.

"Go, it's getting late, Lingyue will be anxious if she can't wait for you!" After speaking, Su Qing turned and walked out of the bedroom, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Turning on the TV, the screen kept flickering, but she couldn't see it at a glance.

Forget it, it's not your own at all, why bother grabbing it in your hands.

As she walked out of the room, seeing the woman in the living room with a faint smile on her lips, Mo Yanye pursed her lips, grabbed the coat beside her and left without saying anything.

Tears that were held back fell down her cheeks the moment the door was closed.

Su Qing stretched out her hand to brush it, she was surprised, looked at her slender fingers, lost in thought.

Hehe, after all, I can't be calm...

For several days in a row, Su Qing, who was depressed, finally couldn't bear the guilt in her heart, and Fang Hanshen offered to resign.

Because of her mistakes in official affairs, the company was in crisis several times, and she was left speechless.

"Su Qing, have you really decided?" Looking at the white envelope, Fang Han frowned deeply.

"Yes, President, I've made a decision!" She needed to find a place to regulate herself.

"Since this is the case, I can't force you to stay. Just hand over the work at hand to Pang Yan."

"Thank you, President!" Su Qing nodded, relieved that she was relieved of the pressure of work.

Pack up your things, it's already off-duty time.Refusing to have dinner with Pang Yan, she left with her personal belongings in her stomach.

Standing by the side of the street, looking at the endless stream of cars and passers-by, she was at a loss...

Suddenly, a car stopped in front of her. Fang Han poked his head out and looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Miss, do I need to give you a ride?"

Su Qing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile. "If Mr. Fang doesn't mind, I think I need your help."

After getting into the car and fastening the seat belt, Su Qing looked at Fang Hanshen with a full smile.

"Alright, let's go!"

Fang Han raised his eyebrows deeply, and said with a smile, "Let's go? Where do you want to go?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, any place is fine!" As long as there is no Mo Yanye in that place, it will be fine.

Pulling the car into the driveway, Fang Han glanced sideways at Su Qing, a trace of struggle flashed across his handsome face. "you you……"

"Is there a place for me to borrow?" Su Qing spoke first, and the atmosphere in the small carriage froze because of her words.

Fang Han frowned invisibly, and then asked, "Did something happen?"

"It's nothing, I just need to find a place to calm down." I don't want to face the empty house every day, and I don't want to go back to face the stepmother's mean face.

Fang Han smiled deeply, as if the extinguished flame in his heart was burning again in an instant.

"No problem, I'll take you there."

Within ten minutes, Fang Hanshen showed up in a small but exquisite apartment with Su Qing.

The apartment is very small and clean. Fang Hanshen said that it was a friend's house. Because his family immigrated abroad, the house was vacant.

"You can live here temporarily, when you figure it out, if you want to go back, go back!"

"Okay, thank you, Han Shen!" Su Qing couldn't do anything but thank you.

"You're welcome, do we still need to say thank you?"

With a foothold, Su Qing's tense mood relaxed a little.After seeing the bedroom, she walked into the kitchen.The spotless kitchen gave her the urge to cook.

"Han Shen, I don't even know how to thank you for helping me so much. Why don't I treat you to dinner!"

"Let me treat you, you see that you need money everywhere now, you should save your own money." Fang Hanshen thought she was going to invite herself out to dinner.

But seeing the hidden smile on her face, she suddenly understood.

"We don't go out, we eat at home."

"Of course, no problem!" To be able to eat her handicrafts is incomparable to the delicacies of mountains and seas outside.

"Take it away, let's go shopping!" Su Qing hadn't bought food for a long time, and Su Qing could feel that she was also a little excited.