Chapter 642

It is said that behind a successful man, there must be a woman.

Shen Chengjing seems to be silent, but many things are handled properly for him.

Mo Yanchen disdains to deal with relations. Besides, he is always silent and does not explain when things happen. He has been used to his relations with Mohist people for a long time, but her appearance has settled a lot of things for him. Moreover, the people in Mo house seem to be quite quiet.

"Didn't you say you went to find Zhou Yuncheng?" She suddenly remembered that Mo Yanchen had something to do with it. Then she went to find Zhou Yuncheng by the way.

He took the cup from which she had finished drinking, got up, walked aside and put it down.

Tell her the dialogue with Zhou Yuncheng again!

"Uncle, you are so bad." After listening, she commented.

This man, is really not the general black belly, do not look at his usual, are calm appearance, do things really a set.

"Don't do this to me in the future." She got up, trotted forward, jumped up, hugged him and said.

He also lowered his eyes, extended his long arm and hugged her. His soft voice was very perceptual: "it depends on whether you listen."

She hugged his neck, raised her eyes and looked at him, gently skimming his mouth: "my family, do you want to do the same? I decided to run away from home for a few days. "

"Ha ha." Listening to her words, he gave a deep smile and looked at the suitcase that she had already packed. I'm afraid she was waiting for him at home.

"For you?"

"No! It's not parting. " She's listening, in his arms!

If he sent her, she would not give up. Although she only came back five or six days after going out, five or six days is a long time! Sometimes, she would like to stay with him all the time, but it was said that parting is better than getting married. She just started, and the days will be long.

"Lingling." At this time, her cell phone rang.

Mo Yanchen took her to the soft couch, put it down, reached for her mobile phone, looked at the number, did not dare to answer, and handed it to her directly.

"Who is it?" She was curious to see that he didn't answer.

He always answers her phone!

"Grandfather?" She lowered her voice and looked at him in disbelief. Mo Yanchen motioned for her to answer. She took a deep breath for a few seconds before answering the phone.

Mo Yan never contacted her, but Ye Feng saved her number last time! Say something, can't deal with, can find grandfather.

"Hello, Grandpa." She whispered, nervously drilling into the man's arms, looking for a sense of security.

"Orange quiet." Mo Yan's low voice came from the phone. Through the phone, you can feel his majesty.

"Yes! What can I do for you, grandfather? " She asked, clearing her voice.

"You're old, too. It's time for the wedding! I've made a list of the guests. Let's see when it suits you. " He came to the point.

She was so scared that her mobile phone fell down. After Mo Yanchen reached for it, he took it hands-free.

"What? Not willing to have a wedding? " Mo Yan listened to her silent, not happy.

His Mohist wedding, it is to do scenery, at least to feast for three days! Let the whole city get involved in their happy events of Mohism.

"No, no! When do you think it's suitable, grandfather? " She looked up at the man and saw that he was silent. She had to ask nervously.

Mo Yan is the most dignified old man in his family! Naturally, I will listen to his arrangement.

"Well, I think the fifteenth day of the first month is wrong. It's a traditional Chinese festival and a symbol of reunion." Mo Yan listened to her question, and he was happy.