"You let me go yesterday." Zhou Yanchen repeated word by word.

If you have to say that something has changed a little, then the tone this time is colder than the one just now.

The chill hit the soles of the feet, and the blood in the body instantly freezes.

Mo Xiran seemed to be in an ice cave, unable to move all over his body, only his eyes were dripping.

The slender fingers gently tapped the smooth office desk, and the sound squeezed into the Moxi-stained cochlea inch by inch, adding to the condensation.

"Let me go to have fun, you'd better make up a decent reason."

With a hint of curve upwards, Zhou Yanchen saw through Mo Xiran's little thoughts.

Mo Xiran swallowed and raised a flattering smile, "President, can you listen to my explanation?"

Zhou Yanchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, but he just smiled in his eyes, "Say, I'm listening."

"Actually, actually, I..."

"Don't want to get a marriage certificate with me?"

Suddenly, the low male voice took over the conversation.

Mo Xiran nodded subconsciously, "Yes, I don't want to get a certificate."

She finished speaking and stopped.

I dare not look up at the other person's face.

It's finished!

What the hell is she talking about!

At least it should be more tactful, right?

The sound of leather shoes rubbing across the ground was so clear, and then the smell of cologne floated into the end of the nose.

The shadow was covered with the top of her head, and her cold fingertips pinched her jaw.

Mo Xiran lowered her head tightly, but she could not resist the opponent's strength.

Her head was forced to lift up, and she crashed into the depths of her obscure and gloomy phoenix eyes, and was swallowed up by the vortex in her eyes.

"Are you playing tricks on me? If you don't want to get a marriage certificate, why do you have to sign a marriage agreement?"

"President." Mo Xiran blinked and tried to disguise himself as innocent as possible.

Then she stammered, "I don't dare to fool you even if I eat Xiongxin and leopard courage! That, I personally think that this marriage agreement and getting a certificate are all two things. Anyway, no one will check our marriage certificate, just understand me, I don't want to become a second marriage in the future."

After saying that, Mo Xiran bit his diamond-shaped cherry lips twice, lowered his eyes, and left a punch on his eyelids.

With Mo Xiran's face moving left and right, Zhou Yanchen let go of his hand.

A small red mark left on her chin, which shows how much force he used just now.

With one hand in his pants pocket, Zhou Yanchen leaned against the desk, bowed his body slightly, and glanced at her.

"Go back to pack your luggage and move into Zhou's house tonight."

"oh."

In a few seconds—

"ah?!"

...

I don't know how I returned overseas.

Mo Xiran sat down and lay on the table.

Her face was buried in her arms, and she frowned, feeling upset.

It was obvious that they lived their own lives after marriage, but she thought she only needed Zhou Yanchen to accompany him back to the Zhou family as his wife when she needed it.

And he also said that there is no wedding, so it is hidden to the outside world.

In this way, it will not have any major impact on her.

But why did things become like this now?

She wants to move into Zhou's house?

He is so old, why do he still live at home?

Does he know what independence means?

While cursing Zhou Yanchen in his heart, a warm male voice suddenly rang out.

"Assistant Mo."

"yes!"

She stood up suddenly, because she was too strong, her head dizzy and her body was a little unstable.

Holding the table, Mo Xiran looked at Shirai City, "Manager Bai, is there anything wrong?"

Shirai Castle frowned slightly, "How are you? Is it okay?"

A trace of warmth penetrated into the body, Mo Xiran smiled: "I'm fine."

"Well, there is a document here." Shirai Castle nodded and handed over the document in his hand. "You can handle it, you will use it tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes." Mo Xiran took it, looked around, "I'll deal with it right away."

Shirai Castle curled his lips, "By the way, do you have time tonight? Thank you for sending me the cactus, I'll treat you to dinner."

"I..." She was excited to respond, and suddenly remembered that she was going to pack her luggage and move into the Zhou family tonight.

With a sad face dyed with a sad face, Mo Xiran said apologetically: "Sorry, Manager Bai, I have something to do tonight."

"That's it." Shirai Castle seemed a little disappointed, "Then there is nothing I can do, next time."

"Well, sorry, Manager Bai."

"It's okay, you're busy."

Watching Shiraicheng turn back to the office, Mo Xiran sits down with the documents in his arms.

Staring at the document sadly, she hated Zhou Yanchen even more.

A rare date, just like that!

...

Dragging two large suitcases, Mo Xiran took every effort to move down from the building.

The black Bentley parked downstairs, Zhou Yanchen sat peacefully in the car, putting his arms on the window, and his posture was leisurely.

Seeing her come out, he said impatiently: "Why are you so slow? Are you a snail?"

Mo Xiran dared not be upset and smiled, "I'm sorry, CEO, the thing is a little heavy."

She deliberately bit the word "shen", hoping to arouse his meager sympathy and help her put her suitcase in the trunk.

But the truth is, she overestimated him.

"Shen?" Zhou Yanchen glanced at the suitcase that Mo Xiran was dragging, and said coldly: "Who asked you to take so many things!"

Mo Xiran: "..." I silently said in my heart, I will tolerate it! I will tolerate it!

Smiling, she dragged her suitcase to the back of the car.

Zhou Yanchen pressed the button and the trunk lid popped up.

She stuck her butt out by herself and finally stuffed her suitcase in.

"Okay, okay! Get in the car quickly!" Zhou Yanchen was still urging.

Mo Xiran waved his fists twice in the place he couldn't see and responded: "Okay! OK!"

After closing the trunk, she trotted to the co-pilot, opened the car door and sat in, "Sorry, President, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhou Yanchen started the car with a cold face.

...

Zhou Family.

"Are you here?" asked Old Mrs. Zhou.

Zhou Yanxi has been standing in the floor-to-ceiling window since half an hour ago, helping the old lady look outside.

Upon hearing this, she laughed.

"Not yet, mom, don't worry."

Old Mrs. Zhou said: "I'm not in a hurry."

I asked once every few minutes whether I had come or not, and I still said there was no hurry.

"Mom, I'll let Xiao Dong clean up the room." Wang Ruoqing walked over and sat next to Old Mrs. Zhou, "A Chen and Xixi will be able to have dinner later."

"Yes." Old Mrs. Zhou nodded and couldn't help asking again: "Are you back?"
To be continued...