C8 It Is Touching to Tell Anecdotes

Was it to remind him of Mrs. Lu's identity? He hadn't forgotten!

Extremely angry, she laughed and leaped forward, pressing Yan Yiqing against the wall.

"I can't remember the identity, but I can only remember Yiqing's identity from that night."

Yan Yiqing narrowed her eyes and glared viciously at Yung Mo.

At the bottom of his heart, he couldn't believe what Yung Mo said.

A huge sense of humiliation swept through her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

Yung Mo also knew that this topic would make Yan Yiqing angry, but even if she was angry, it would be better than being so cold.

Both of his hands refused to budge, but he locked them with one hand, cutting them back to back. His back felt like it was stuck on the wall.

"Yung Mo, what the hell are you doing!"

This posture made Yan Yiqing feel uncomfortable.

"Am I crazy?" Yung Mo stared at her, and with his other hand, he grabbed her lower jaw.

"Then tell me, does Lu Qin know about our relationship?"

Yan Yiqing didn't answer and just turned her head to look away. However, she was pulled back by Yung Mo. She smiled frivolously.

"What is it? "Are you that unwilling to look at me, or is it that you don't dare to look at me?"

"Let go!" Yan Yiqing was so angry that her liver hurt.

"Let go? It's just that I'm not letting you go, so what can you do to me? " Yung Mo looked straight at her.

Yan Yiqing choked. Why didn't she realize that Yung Mo was such a rascal before?

"Since you were a child, you have been protected by the stars and the moon. Although you have always been casual, you have never been close to anyone. Even if I say those words coldly, I still won't give up. "

Yung Mo said fiercely.

"What about now? Was he just young at the time? "Yan Yiqing, you're really easy to turn around!"

Yung Mo originally didn't want to argue with her today, but she could always easily provoke his anger.

"Come with me!"

Yan Yiqing was a little taken aback by his words, but she still followed him to the car.

Looking out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, Yan Yiqing couldn't help but to bitterly smile.

Yung Mo drove very fast. He stepped on the throttle on the open road, and the sound of turning the car made Yan Yiqing unable to control her stomach.

It was as if he was throwing a tantrum at someone.

Yan Yiqing got off the car and covered her stomach, retching a little.

"If you're not feeling well, won't you tell me?!" Yung Mo was furious.

"There's no need." Yan Yiqing replied indifferently.

Only then did he take a closer look at the large villa in front of him.

Yan Yiqing, who was entirely white and had a low-key temperament, walked in with Yung Mo.

He pushed open the big wooden door, and from the ceiling lamp to the stairs at the corner, all of them came from Yan Yiqing's manuscript.

Yan Yiqing had learned to design and had designed a dreamhouse of her own.

He even half-jokingly told Yung Mo that if anyone wanted to marry her in the future, they would have to build this one first.

After that, he was so busy with his studies that he forgot about it.

I didn't think that Yung Mo would …

Needless to say, Yan Yiqing was moved.

However, even if Yung Mo built it for her, it should be a thing of the past.

Since the time he abandoned the bankrupt Yan Family and married Liao Zilu, even if there was feelings between the two of them, they had already died.

How could she forget her poor child, who had been pushed down the stairs by Liao Zilu and had died in front of her?

Yan Yiqing did not deny that Yung Mo had feelings for her.

But that was too weak for benefits.

Easy-to-break.

"You can stay here tonight." Yung Mo said to Yan Yiqing.

Although he could see emotions in Yan Yiqing's eyes, they disappeared in a flash. What replaced it was a deep loneliness, as well as a grievance that made his heart tremble.

She mocked herself in her heart. No matter what he did, she wouldn't be moved in the slightest.

Is it for Lu Qin? Or was it because of the dead child?

At this time, an old woman walked out and looked at Yung Mo and then at Yan Yiqing.

"The girl's clothes are all wet, do you want to go in for a hot bath and change clothes?" The smile was soft and kind.

Yan Yiqing nodded and followed him.

"This young lady is the first woman the young master has brought here." The old woman passed the change of clothes to Yan Yiqing.

The first one? She raised her eyebrows.

"Then Granny knows how long this place has been built for."

"Three years."

Yan Yiqing was shocked. Three years later, judging by the time, it should have been right after she finished painting those paintings that he started to build.

But her manuscript was clearly on her desk, wasn't it?

At the same time, Yung Mo sat by the window.

His elbow was resting casually on his leg, while his one leg was crossed. His posture was lazy.

He habitually took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and took one out with his long bony fingers.

Looking at the house that had poured his endless blood and sweat, he blew out layers of smoke rings.

Since three years ago, his dream had been to bring her here one day.

Look at her smile, her jubilation.

Why did it happen now? He was still unhappy, and the depression in his heart grew even stronger.

Yan Yiqing changed out a set of clothes. It was a style she liked before, but it changed after she married Lu Qin.

"It suits you."

Yung Mo looked at the girl who came out.

He was tall and slender, with fair skin. His long, fine curly hair was let loose at will. He looked more mature than before, and every movement he made was filled with grace.

Her pure white short skirt accentuated her snow-white skin, her bright red lips, and her cheeks that were still faintly pink.

Originally, it was a lovable beauty, but in Yung Mo's eyes, it lacked warmth.

Was this how she appeared in front of Lu Qin every day in the past?

A cold glint flashed across his eyes.

"Clothes don't suit you."

This pure white was no longer suitable for her.

Yan Yiqing was taken aback. She didn't understand why it was inappropriate anymore, but she didn't say anything. She just thanked him anyway, politely and coldly.

Although this aid was not what she wanted, she still had to give her thanks.

No matter how much enmity there was between them.

He picked up a key from the table and handed it to Yan Yiqing.

"This is the key here. Don't lose it, but Aunt Li is usually here."

Huh?

Yan Yiqing's eyes couldn't help but widen as she looked at the shiny silver key in his hand.

Ye Zichen lowered his eyes and smiled, then pushed his hand back.

"I accept Director Yung's good intentions. I have no reason to take this key."

No reason?

As for the reason, it all depended on whether or not he wanted it to.

Instead of withdrawing her hand, she grabbed onto Yan Yiqing's wrist.

"If you don't accept it, could it be that you will return to Lu Family tomorrow?" Yung Mo raised his eyebrows.

"I'm going to stay at Hsiao Mengyao's house."

"She? She's gone on a business trip to Shanghai and should be back in about half a month. " Yung Mo answered.

She didn't know how he knew?!

"I just bought Wan Xin Group." Seeing her confusion, Yung Mo reminded her kindly.

Wan Xin was Mengyao's company!

His mind raced. Was he doing it on purpose to bring her to Hsiao Mengyao's house?!

Despite knowing that Hsiao Mengyao wasn't around, he still went with her.

"Then why did you take me to Mengyao's house?" Yan Yiqingbo was angry.

"Of course it's to make you give up." Yung Mo answered.

He knew she wouldn't want to bring her directly here.

He was actually teasing her from beginning to end? Anger burned in Yan Yiqing's heart. She really couldn't believe this person …