Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Mu Qiu sat in the co-pilot, and the man drove himself. The car was too quiet, and Mu Qiu felt embarrassed, so he took the initiative to find a topic to discuss. She asked the man: "Did your husband just come home after work?"

"That's it." After the answer, perhaps because he felt that the answer was too short and would give people a sense of indifference, the man added: "I just came back from a business trip."

"That's it." Mu Qiu occasionally glanced at the man beside him, feeling that his appearance was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. Mu Qiu was restless and didn't speak much afterwards.

When he parked the car at the gate of Amethyst Capital, the man reminded Mu Qiu who was wandering: "Little girl, here it is."

Mu Qiu returned to his senses, holding the seat belt in his hand and nodding to the man in thanks: "Thank you."

"No need."

Mu Qiu took off his seat belt, got off the car and stood by the car and thanked the man again before entering the community. Watching Mu Qiu's thin back disappear at the end of the winding sidewalk in the community, Cheng Yanmo just turned around and prepared to go home.

On the way, he received another call.

Cheng Yanmo connected the Bluetooth phone. "Hey?"

The other side was noisy and noisy. After a while, a man approached the phone and asked tentatively: "Hello, is this Cheng Ye?"

Cheng Yanmo then picked up the phone and glanced at the caller. The call belonged to Cheng Ziang.

He knew it clearly. "My brother is with you?"

"Yes." The man on the other end said: "Second Young Master Cheng invited everyone to drink tonight, and opened a bottle of more than 300,000 bottles of wine. I can't sleep well at this moment, so I can trouble Master Cheng to come and help. Does he settle the bill?"

After a while of silence, Cheng Yanmo gave a hum.

After half an hour, Cheng Yanmo's car stopped in Bar Street. He got out of the car and walked into the bar, his figure shuttled among the drunk people who had nowhere to put hormones, a kind of arrogant coldness.

Cheng Yanmo walked into a box and saw Cheng Ziang, who had fallen into a puddle of mud on the sofa.

Cheng Ziang's white suit was messy, and there was a lipstick mark kissed by a woman on his face. On the table, there were a table full of expensive glass wine bottles, and one or two used latex covers.

Cheng Yanmo stared at the dirty things on the table, pushed his glasses with his fingers, then calmly turned his head, and handed a bank card to the barkeeper behind him. "I'll check out, and I will take away the people."

The boss looked curiously and in awe at Cheng Yanmo, who is said to be the legendary "Famous Master of Wangdongcheng". Compared with Cheng Ziang, this playboy, Cheng Yanmo is really a dragon and phoenix, and at a glance, you know that this son is extraordinary.

When the boss took the bank card and turned around to leave, he suddenly turned around and said to Cheng Yanmo: "Master Cheng, please persuade brother, I am a regular bar." He glanced at the set on the table and said, "Like Don’t come to me to do this kind of thing in the future. The temple is small and can’t hold it.”

"There are so many hotels on the street, just find one, isn't it all more luxurious and convenient than my small box?"

How could Cheng Yanmo not understand the boss's sarcasm? He was not angry, but a well-educated apology: "Boss, I'm causing you trouble." After finishing speaking, he bent down to help Cheng Ziang up and carried him out of the bar.

Walking to the end of the street and standing next to a small fountain, Cheng Yanmo suddenly let go of Cheng Ziang. Suddenly losing support, Cheng Ziang's figure shook a little. Without warning, Cheng Yanmo took a kick and kicked Cheng Ziang, who was so drunk that no one could see, into the fountain.

"Ah!" Lying in the water, with his mouth and nose blocked by the water, Cheng Ziang instantly became sober.

He flopped a few times, and realized that the water under him was not deep, Cheng Ziang knelt on his knees. He coughed a few times, wiped the water stains on his face, raised his head and looked at Cheng Yanmo standing in front of him.

Looking at Cheng Yanmo's eyes that were not mixed with a trace of emotion, only the color of disgust and disgust, Cheng Ziang suddenly woke up. "Big brother..." Cheng Ziang stammered, feeling a sense of panic that the cat was caught by its tail.

Cheng Yanmo turned around and left.

Cheng Ziang hurriedly got up from the pool, trot and followed, with a watermark on each foot. "Brother, aren't you on a business trip? Why did you come back?"

Cheng Yanmo ignored him. He just opened the door and sat in, before starting the car and leaving. Cheng Ziang quickly got into the co-pilot, he sat down, and just closed the door, the car ran away.

Cheng Ziang hurriedly fastened his seat belt. He asked Cheng Yanmo with a guilty conscience: "Big brother, you brought me back from the bar?"

Cheng Yanmo finally spoke. "You can't take care of your stuff?" Cheng Yan frowned and said disgustedly: "If you want to do it, you can't find a hotel?"

Cheng Ziang knew that Cheng Yanmo was angry.

Although they were born to the same parents, Cheng Ziang and Cheng Yanmo had two extremes. The elder brother is outstanding and dazzling, but the younger brother is dull and wandering, living a happy life all day long.

Facing this dazzling big brother, Cheng Ziang felt guilty and inferior. Hearing Cheng Yanmo's education, Cheng Ziang couldn't help feeling a little upset. He said listlessly, "I feel uncomfortable."

Cheng Yanmo: "Heh!"

Cheng Ziang said: "Song Ci is married." He chased Song Ci so much before, and he didn't see Song Ci ever moved. In a blink of an eye, Song Ci said that he would marry when he married. Cheng Ziang's self-confidence Was a great blow.

He thought that Cheng Yanmo didn’t know about Song Ci’s marriage, and he was busy complaining to Cheng Yanmo: “Song Ci got married, not only for the unknown, but also for the disabled! I’ve investigated, the man named Han Zhan has no father. Mom, I have no power and no influence. I only have a broken house of more than 200 square meters under my name. I bought the house with a loan and a broken car."

"I can't figure out why Song Ci would like him!" The more he said, the more angry Cheng Ziang became.

Cheng Ziang has been being laughed at these days. Everyone laughed at him: "Second Master Cheng, Song Ci would rather marry a disabled person than marry you. Your Second Master's charm is nothing more than that!" I heard a lot of such words, and Cheng Ziang wanted to kill Song Ci. The man's heart is gone.

Cheng Yanmo couldn't listen anymore, he interrupted Cheng Ziang's endless chatter: "Except for his surname Cheng, is he not worse than you?"

Cheng Ziang was taken aback.

Because he will reincarnate, because his surname is Cheng, Cheng Ziang is not short of money. He has many houses, many cars, and many friends and votes, but Song Ci did not choose him. But his brother said that apart from not being able to reincarnate, that man is no worse than him.

Being devalued by his brother to the point of being useless, Cheng Ziang felt embarrassed, and his face couldn't hold back. He said gloomily: "Brother, have you seen that man, you know he is better than me?"

Cheng Yanmo said: "I have seen it."