Tang Qian is always so transparent. Isn’t it tired to be with such a woman?

Only Gu Ziqi can bear it.

Zhou Yanchen thought about it, but thought about Mo Xiran and how relaxed he was with her.

Seeing his face change a little later, Tang Qian laughed softly and said, "Yanchen, why do I think you are a little bathed in love without knowing it?"

"Tsk!"

Zhou Yanchen turned his head to glar at her and sneered: "Please be careful! I am not Gu Ziqi, and I won't spoil you!"

"Haha." Tang Qian smiled lightly and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, "I know what you want to ask, Xiaohan is doing well."

After Tang Qian finished speaking, Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes flashed with annoyance.

What's wrong with me?

"Yanchen, you haven't let go of Xiaohan yet?" Tang Qian asked in a faint voice.

Zhou Yanchen smiled bitterly.

How to let go?

Everyone asked him to let go, but how did he let go?

He hurt her.

She lost her parents, destroyed her family, lost her voice for many years, almost died of depression, and was confused for a while, and wanted to use her...

With so many sins, he can't forgive himself, so how can he let her go?

That year, Jiang Xiaohan was 12 years old.

In the evening, Xiaohan begged him and said he wanted to see the fireworks.

He couldn't refuse, so he took her to put her in the house, which accidentally caused a fire.

He barely escaped with her, but her sleeping parents...

From now on, Jiang Xiaohan couldn't speak.

The Zhou family adopted her, but he knew that he would owe her all his life.

No matter how much I give it to her, I can't give it back to her healthy parents.

Bitting the chopsticks, Mo Xiran occasionally glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window with his eyes.

What are they saying?

With a thin and delicate eyebrows, she glanced at Gu Ziqi again.

Isn't it a madman who spoils his wife?

Why didn't there be any reaction this time?

Mr. Gu, haven’t you seen your wife talking to Zhou Yanchen?

Don't you want to go up and stop it?

When I just came out to protect my daughter, why don’t I use it now?

"Are you okay?"

When he found that Mo Xiran always peeked at him, Gu Ziqi's pupils were stagnant and finally couldn't help but speak out.

Although he and Zhou Yanchen were not in a match, he was not interested in using this move to get his wife's attention to anger.

"Ah?" Mo Xiran realized that his peeping was discovered.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she quickly pretended to lower her head and sucked something into her mouth to eat.

What’s hateful is that there is nothing in her plate!

Such a stupid woman?

How did that guy Zhou Yanchen endure it?

With a smile in his heart, Gu Ziqi curled his lips and talked to Mo Xiran with great interest.

"Hello."

Yes, Gu Ziqi is so arrogant.

Until now, he didn't know Mo Xiran's name.

But this is normal.

After all, in his eyes, there is only one kind of woman, that is, Tang Qian, and the rest are automatically blocked.

"What?"

I didn't bother to not call the other party his name, and Mo Xiran also knew himself.

Let Gu Ziqi remember herself, she knew she didn't have that ability.

"You usually do this?" Gu Ziqi asked in a deep voice.

"ha?"

What is the problem?

Gu Ziqi smiled even deeper, "I mean, are you so stupid in front of Zhou Yanchen?"

very good!

After this sentence, Mo Xiran's impression of Gu Ziqi was greatly reduced.

I thought he was just a little cooler and colder, but I didn't expect that his mouth was no less than Zhou Yanchen.

The nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes.

Mo Xiran was very angry, but due to politeness, he could only bear it and not speak out.

"Mr. Gu, I don't understand what you mean very much."

As for this sentence, Mo Xiran means to blame, but it is just said in a vague way.

But to Gu Ziqi, it's another meaning.

Tsk!

A woman who can't even understand such a simple question.

Why did he feel a little sympathetic to Zhou Yanchen?

What's his look!

What do you mean by the contempt and pity that passes through the double pupils!

Mo Xiran was about to get angry, and her slender fingers clenched into a fist. She was about to attack when her shoulder was held by a warm big grasp.

Zhou Yanchen bent over and approached her ear: "Does it look good?"

"What?"

Turning her head, she looked at him in confusion.

Why is it so difficult for them to understand now that one or two of them speak?

Or did she really become stupid?

"I said, is Gu Ziqi better than me?"

Zhou Yanchen clearly smiled, but his smile did not reach his eyes, but instead was mixed with coldness.

The force of holding her shoulders was also increasing, slowly increasing.

Mo Xiran hurt a little, dodged to the side, avoiding the confinement of his big palm.

Zhou Yanchen's face was gloomy and blue and black like iron.

"He's not as good-looking as you."

After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Xiran looked at his face and decided to admit defeat.

Zhou Yanchen got the answer and his face cleared a little.

Sitting down, he put one hand on the back of the chair behind Mo Xiran.

Silently show sovereignty.

Tang Qian also returned to Gu Ziqi. Gu Ziqi immediately picked up a piece of duck meat for her and whispered gently: "This is good."

Tang Qian smiled at him, and that smile was two levels of treating others.

One is indifferent, the other is warm.

It’s true that it’s deep love, it’s different.

Mo Xiran picked up the chopsticks and glanced carefully at the people around him.

He never had this time.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Yanchen grabbed her and glanced at her and raised his eyebrows.
To be continued...