northernbook Chapter 187 "Who said I'd marry you!"
Chapter 187 "Who said I'd marry you!"
Sheng Yuan raised his eyes and looked into Mo Bozhao's eyes.
There is a hint of expectation in the sharpness.
Sheng Yuan doesn't need any help now, everything is still under control.
But... it seems that Mo Bozhao really wants to do something to strengthen the connection between Shengshi Group and Mo Group.
Undoubtedly, the current chaos in Shengshi Group provides him with an opportunity.
Sheng Yuan's deep eyes turned slightly and he pursed his lips.
"Sheng Yuan, you don't look down on my ability, do you?" Without waiting for Sheng Yuan's response, Mo Bozhao frowned, his eyes became stern, and he felt angry.
"Mr. Mo, I didn't mean that," Sheng Yuan responded calmly. "I was just excited for a moment and didn't know how to thank you."
"If Mr. Mo is willing to give his all, I will definitely not let him down."
Since Mo Bozhao is willing, he might as well accept the favor.
There's nothing wrong with having an extra helper.
After all, the greater the interests involved, the more at ease Mo Bozhao would be in entrusting Lin Mingmo to himself.
Sheng Yuan's attitude has already been made clear. He looks calm and unperturbed by praise or criticism.
"Hmph." Mo Bozhao pursed his lips slightly in a proud manner. "You don't have to thank me for anything, but don't let Xiaomo down in the future. Give Azheng more advice..."
"Yes. I will."
Sheng Yuan's promise completely broke the dull and depressing atmosphere in the study.
After getting the result he wanted, Mo Bozhao finally relaxed completely and laughed heartily.
Mo Zheng also came over and bumped Sheng Yuan's shoulder, jokingly saying, "Finally, you made it through! Sheng Yuan, I've never seen you like this before.
Sheng Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold and he glanced at Mo Zheng coldly.
Still so murderous.
Mo Zheng smiled dryly and punched Sheng Yuan in the lower back.
"From now on, we'll be even closer than ever! Be nicer to me!"
Sheng Yuan curled his lips and smiled, ignoring Mo Zheng and turning his head to look at the door.
They intuitively felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at them outside.
Outside the door, a tuft of hair flashed by, but the scent of jasmine floating in the air still revealed a clue.
The curve of Sheng Yuan's mouth became even bigger. He deliberately lightened his steps and walked slowly towards the door.
The next time the sneaky "kitten" looked inside, he grabbed her by the collar.
"Ah——" Lin Mingmo was caught off guard and screamed in surprise, shivering her shoulders. She really looked like a kitten with its neck pinched.
The next second, she was hugged by the man who was smiling happily.
He bent down and kissed her forehead gently to soothe her frightened mood, and whispered, "Are you so sneaky in your own home?"
Lin Mingmo pounded his chest angrily, "No! I just... just..."
She just accompanied her grandfather and uncle for a walk until they had lunch, and she couldn't help but come to the study to take a look because she hadn't seen Sheng Yuan yet.
Lying on Sheng Yuan's chest, Lin Mingmo spoke in a vague and muffled voice, which sounded particularly cute to Sheng Yuan, who was in a good mood.
He raised his hand, held Lin Mingmo's face, gently stroked it with his fingertips, and stared at her with eyes as gentle as water.
"what……"
It was obviously just a very ordinary action, but Lin Mingmo's ears were burning and her heart was in turmoil.
Thinking that there were other people in the study, and that Sheng Yuan was holding her like this, Lin Mingmo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She took a deep breath to calm herself down, pushed him hard, and asked, "What are you talking about?"
When she eavesdropped at the door of the study, the few people seemed to have finished their conversation. Lin Mingmo only heard Mo Zheng say something like "closer relationship" or something like that.
I guess it has something to do with her.
"Hmm..." Sheng Yuan raised his eyebrows and deliberately dragged out his voice, "Guess."
"Guess what!" Lin Mingmo frowned and retorted unhappily.
But she looked at Sheng Yuan's expression, which seemed to show secret joy, so it shouldn't be a bad thing.
Sheng Yuan smiled, rubbed Lin Mingmo's cheek, leaned close to her ear, and said in a hoarse and charming voice: "Now that you have your parents' approval, the obstacles to marrying you will be much smaller in the future. Aren't you happy?"
So close.
The strong scent of jasmine from Lin Mingmo's body hit me.
Sheng Yuan remembered that Lin Mingmo used to like to use rose-scented perfume. When did she switch to jasmine-scented perfume?
He had been away from Lin Mingmo for too long, so he didn't notice some changes in time.
But it doesn’t matter now. There is still a long way to go, and he will never let Lin Mingmo leave him again.
He will slowly explore those changes.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss Lin Mingmo's plump and tender lips.
The door behind him blocked the view of the two people in the study, and Sheng Yuan was not worried that they would see him.
But Lin Mingmo didn’t think so. She was extremely panicked.
"Hmm...hmm...hmm!" Lin Mingmo murmured softly while patting Sheng Yuan's chest. She turned her head and missed Sheng Yuan's thin lips, and the warmth fell on her cheek.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Sheng Yuan!" Lin Mingmo said in embarrassment, "You...you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Sheng Yuan smiled faintly.
Lin Mingmo's cheeks were like ripe peaches, looking delicious. She looked just as flustered and embarrassed as before.
Fortunately, fortunately.
Lin Mingmo was not lost.
Thinking of this, Sheng Yuan's arms couldn't help but tighten a little, holding Lin Mingmo in his arms.
"Who said... who said I would marry you!" Lin Mingmo raised her voice and said loudly.
The sound startled Mo Bozhao and Mo Zheng who were in the study.
Mo Bozhao's face darkened, and he walked out with a frown, asking loudly as he walked, "Xiao Mo? Are you telling the truth?"
Mo Bozhao was already feeling sad about his daughter being obsessed with Sheng Yuan, and when he heard this, he became a little excited.
His daughter doesn’t have to marry!
"Huh? Ah..." Lin Mingmo quickly broke free from Sheng Yuan's relaxed embrace, stood in front of Mo Bozhao, waved her hands, and explained: "That's not what I meant... I just... just..."
My mind is a mess.
The instigator looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
Lin Mingmo angrily kicked Sheng Yuan's calf.
Although Mo Bozhao was old, he immediately understood that this was just a young man's flirting and not a real thing...
"Oh!" He sighed heavily, said nothing, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Mo Zheng seemed to have something else to say, and strode forward to catch up with Mo Bozhao.
Soon, only Lin Mingmo and Sheng Yuan were left at the study door.
The sunlight shone in from the covered bridge, warm and illuminating Sheng Yuan's facial features clearly.
His eyes rarely looked so light in color, like the color of the sea.
Lin Mingmo's face was flushed, not sure if it was because of the sun or something else.
Sheng Yuan leaned over and held Lin Mingmo's hand in his palm.
"The rest of the time... is all ours." Sheng Yuan said, "What are your plans?"
It was a very normal sentence, but Lin Mingmo inexplicably felt that it carried a self-evident meaning.
The burning sensation on her cheeks deepened. She avoided Sheng Yuan's gaze and pretended to yawn. "What plans do I have... I, I need to go back and take a nap."
As she spoke, Lin Mingmo walked towards her room.
Sheng Yuan held her hand and naturally followed her steps.
The Mo family's villa is very big, but Lin Mingmo's room is quite far away from Mo Bozhao's study. It took them twenty minutes to reach the door of Lin Mingmo's room.
When I opened the door, a burst of fragrance hit me in the face.
The room is spacious, clean and bright, and the pink furniture in different shades makes it look like a princess castle in a cartoon.
Looking at the bed warmed by the sun, Lin Mingmo kicked off her shoes, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, and wanted to run over immediately.
But suddenly, I felt my arm tighten and was pulled hard. When I turned around, I found that Sheng Yuan was still holding my hand and followed me into the room consciously.
A hint of ambiguous atmosphere suddenly arose in the warm room.
Lin Mingmo deliberately frowned, raised an eyebrow and said, "It's not very polite to just casually enter someone else's room like that, right?"
"Oh?" Sheng Yuan made an expression of sudden realization, let go of her hand and walked out of the door.
"Eh? Eh!" Lin Mingmo's hand suddenly dropped, and a sense of loss surged in her heart as she watched Sheng Yuan leaving.
He just left like this?
Considering Sheng Yuan's shamelessness, shouldn't he have been begging and saying something like "If you're impolite, then it's impolite"?