Chapter 1071

The headlines in city a are all about Mo Yanchen and Shen Chengjing's marriage. Some people also exaggerate how they met each other, saying that they realized that it took only more than ten days to get married, which is a flash marriage.

After Shen Chengjing and Mo Yanchen returned to city a, they did not directly return to Mo garden, but went to Mo house.

"Back? Come on in At this time, Lin Qinghui was rolling up her skirt and holding scissors to trim the plants. After hearing the sound of the car, she looked up and saw Shen Chengjing and Mo Yanchen coming back.

"Mother." She called in a low voice. Lin Qinghui quickly handed the things to the next person and followed her into the hall.

"Your father also talked about you last night. It's hard to take a vacation and find a better place for honeymoon. Women can't be too workaholic. When appropriate, they still have to rest and work hard. Let men do it." Lin Qinghui also taught her in private.

Mo Yanchen followed behind and heard.

"Mother, how do I think oranges are yours?"

"It's not too late to know! Don't bully her in the future. " Lin Qinghui seldom has humor. Shen Chengjing covers her mouth and smiles. She looks at Mo Yanchen shrugging her shoulders and looks very happy.

When Mo Yanchen went in, he was called upstairs by Mo Yan, and Mo Chengzhao was also in it.

"Mother, what happened to them?" She felt that the atmosphere at home was a little strange, especially Mo Yan and Mo Chengwu, who were inexplicably serious.

"Don't worry about men! They are nothing but work. " Lin Qinghui did not dare to tell her the truth, for fear that she would hear and think a lot.

Mohist people all know that someone made a scene yesterday, and then they were disposed of.

In the study, three men of the Mohist School talked about things. An hour later, Mo Yanchen came downstairs.

"Orange quiet." Mo Cheng called her down the stairs, walked towards her, sat on the sofa, looked at her and said, "if there's any problem with Shen's group, you can go directly to me. Shen Zhicai, the old man, is still a little energetic. He won't be so easy to deal with."

"Don't worry, father. I'm afraid I'll trouble you then."

"What? If you don't deal with your own troubles, why don't you let outsiders take advantage of them? Don't worry. If you have something to do, I'll help you the first time. " Mo chenghuo patted his chest to promise.

"All right."

She said, Mo Yanchen came over, she can only say goodbye to them, left Mo house.

All the way back to the ink garden, here is still a festive, looking at the scenery outside the window, there is a feeling not too real! It seems that I was still in a trance yesterday. How could it pass in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming?" She turned to look at the man, eager to be pinched by him.

Mo Yanchen released a hand and touched her forehead: "is the dream so real?"

"Are we really married?"

"What do you say?" The man thinks funny, looking at her cute, he can't help shaking his head.

After the car stopped, she wheeled down and suddenly saw a car parked outside the ink garden not far away. She turned her head and looked at it.

"Uncle."

"Well?" Mo Yanchen went back and found that she didn't follow.

"I'll go out and be right back." Shen said. Without waiting for him to answer, she turned and trotted to the outside of the ink garden.

Mo Yanchen turned around and looked at the black Mercedes outside, with deep black eyes, but he didn't say much. He turned and walked back.

She took a furtive look and found that Mo Yanchen didn't keep up with her. Then she quickened her pace. She felt a little guilty.

"Qiming?" She galloped towards the black.

I reached out and knocked on the window, but there was no response.