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C10 Cold war

Mo Wenting sat on the sofa and clenched her fists tightly.

She had never expected anything like a pie falling from the sky, so why did the heavens torture her like this?

She Mo Wenting had thought that although she didn't have a father, her mother had loved her. In the end, one day, her mother became depressed, and the tense and oppressive atmosphere that pervaded the air throughout the year made her heart palpitate.

Then one day, she recognized her father. She thought she could get the love that she longed for for so many years, but she found herself defeated time and again by reality.

In order to recognize her father, who had saved her family's life, she went to her mother's ward to have her testify. She did not ask about her mother's condition at all.

He would never put his own happiness in his heart, so he would honestly tell her that marriage was too much of an outrageous thing.

He wasn't willing, and he was even willing to risk his mother's life to threaten her.

But now, Mo Wenting found out that this so called father, had even shamelessly said that Zhan Ning was a good person to marry even after knowing that Zhan Ning was a tyrannical person.

Mo Wenting's tears poured out once again. This time, they were truly, completely frozen in fear.

Mo Changtian, the tiger's poison is not a glutton, what's the difference between your actions and that of a beast's?

Mo Wenting's fingernails had sunk deep into his flesh due to him clenching them tightly together. However, this kind of pain was not even 1% of her heart.

His journey had been arduous, but in the blink of an eye, he was once more alone.

Mo Wenting cried loudly.

In all likelihood, the worst thing in life is to speak to someone who speaks to you.

After crying, Mo Wen Ting felt her mood lightened.

It was just that when she thought back to the happy memories she had with Zhan Ning, Mo Wenting did not know what kind of mood she should use to face Zhan Ning.

He was such a good man that he fell in love with him.

But what if this person turned bad in the blink of an eye?

Or perhaps he had always been using his fake face to get along with him, waiting for him to fall in and reveal his true face.

Mo Wenting was unable to deduce from all these guesses, but she was also unable to overturn them.

Putting aside the fact that she knew nothing about Zhan Ning at all, these secrets that he had revealed, regardless of whether they were real or fake, left her at a loss as to how she should face him. At least, it was like this at the moment.

Fortunately, Zhan Ning was on a business trip now, so he could take a deep breath to think about his emotions.

Just as Mo Wenting heaved a sigh of relief, her phone suddenly rang.

It was Zhan Ning's personal ringtone.

Mo Wenting subconsciously accepted it.

"What color do you like?" Zhan Ning went straight to the point.

"Eh?" Mo Wenting still had not reacted, as she said smoothly, "Pink."

Zhan Ning chuckled on the other end of the phone, and used his low and intoxicated voice to say: "Pink, not bad, your skin color is perfect."

Mo Wenting's face had turned red for some reason. She could only say, "Thank you for your praise."

Zhan Ning thought about his wife's embarrassed look, and could not help but deepen his smile, and said softly: "See you later."

"Right." Mo Wenting replied subconsciously and hung up.

After a while, someone suddenly remembered something.

Eh? Did Zhan Ning just say that they would meet again in a while?

He was coming back early?

Mo Wenting, who had just reacted, was embarrassed. After thinking for a while, her mouth revealed a bitter smile.

What was there to be afraid of?

If he had received such news an hour ago, he would have jumped up in excitement and prepared to welcome them.

But at the moment, Mo Wenting really didn't know what to do.

She knew that when a person's emotions were unstable, they were not suitable to talk about anything. It was not that she had never thought about openly talking to Zhan Ning before, but now was not the time.

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Mo Wenting rubbed her hair and sighed in disappointment.

Zhan Ning came back early, of course, it was for the benefit of being the CEO.

The personal assistant, Hao Feng, who was still outside the city, silently laid out the thick business plan that could smash walnuts in front of him.

Ever since the CEO got married, his benefits were getting fewer and fewer.

Originally, Zhan Ning would still do it himself out of boredom, occasionally participating in everyone's activities after setting a general direction. At that time, the efficiency would practically increase by hundreds and thousands of times.

But now, the CEO did not have the time to participate in the implementation of the specific project, so all the burden was placed on Hao Feng.

Hao Feng took a sip of the coffee beside him and began his difficult work.

Actually, the CEO also revealed the intention of raising her salary a little. It seemed that the new marriage was really just like the oil being poured over the honey, adding to the beauty of the happiness.

Then he would just have to put up with it. Hao Feng smiled.

Zhan Ning got off the plane and went back to find his wife.

In the end, he did not wait for Mo Wenting who was rushing over.

She must be preparing a surprise for me. Zhan Ning comforted himself and quickly shook off his disappointment.

As a result, when she walked into the house, the hall, dining hall and kitchen, Mo Wenting was nowhere to be seen.

Zhan Ning cast his gaze towards his bedroom.

Well, it looks like this is a big surprise. Zhan Ning laughed sinisterly, he straightened his clothes and walked over.

The result was a pleasant surprise.

The door was actually locked from the inside!

After Zhan Ning confirmed that he was really locked outside three times, he felt that it was somewhat unacceptable.

"Little Cun," Zhan Ning knocked on the door and called out seriously.

Mo Wenting, who was hiding inside, trembled in fear.

She would never admit that she had chosen to run away and be an ostrich with its head buried in the sand!

But this was really the best way she could think of to not enrage anyone.

At this time, Zhan Ning's serious voice sounded and he started to panic.

"I know you're in there." Zhan Ning did not reply. Although he felt it was a little strange, he still decided to ask his wife: "Why aren't you talking? What happened? "

Mo Wenting knew that it was impossible to not talk, so she buried herself in the quilt and spoke in a muffled voice: "I'm not in a good mood today, I'm afraid I'll get angry at you the moment I start talking, can we talk about it tomorrow?"

Hearing that, Zhan Ning couldn't help but laugh, and then said lovingly: "It's fine, if you want to get angry, come at me, I won't tell you."

Mo Wenting nervously closed her eyes, thinking, I don't dare to try right now.

"Tomorrow, will you?" Mo Wenting asked weakly.

Zhan Ning felt that there must be a deeper reason behind his wife's insistence. However, since the other party was unwilling to say it, his own words might actually backfire.

Zhan Ning thought for a while, then turned and went downstairs.

Mo Wenting who was in her bedroom heard Zhan Ning's footsteps and heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhan Ning immediately went to ask his aunt what had happened.

When Aunt saw that Young Mistress was not right, she told Zhan Ning everything.

The young mistress of the Mo family was upset over the sudden visit in the golden afternoon. When he heard that the young master was coming back, he shut himself in his bedroom and did not come out.

The color in Zhan Ning's eyes turned deeper, as if he had comprehended something.

The Mo family's daughter. Very good.

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