Chapter 927

Wu Pingping looks at the TV wall in disbelief, and a candid photo of Mo Ziyan is released on it.

Although she had only a side face, she was still surprised and wide eyed.

He, he's coming back.

I really met moziyan a week later.

Wu Pingping takes Fu suodong and Fang Qingqing to Linshi for a notice.

When they arrived at the airport, they were surprised to find that they were surrounded by fans and media reporters on the third floor.

The name of moziyan was written on the high sign.

"Is he coming home today?" Fang Qingqing, who is also a fan of moziyan, excitedly asks Fu suodong.

"I don't know. It's just these two days. I heard they've been squatting here all the time."

"Wow, I want to see moziyan, too."

"Well, we have to catch a plane." Wu Pingping said, "wait for me. I'll change my boarding pass."

She said, took two people's documents from the crowd to squeeze in.

All of a sudden, the crowd was in a commotion and the shouting was deafening.

"Moziyan! Moziyan! Mo Zi Yan

Wu Ping Ping was so crowded that she staggered at her feet and rushed forward.

"Ah Someone's foot on her hand made her cry with pain.

The bodyguard rushed up quickly to isolate the fans, but forgot to pull Wu Pingping out.

She is so embarrassed lying on the ground, eyeground reflects a pair of black casual shoes.

Along the shoes up, she saw a tall figure.

He was wearing a red windbreaker with a white shirt inside, black and hard chin.

But at one glance, Wu Ping Ping's heart came to her throat.

He looked down at her, and she looked up at her.

In a few seconds, he walked away from her.

"Moziyan."

She heard her voice, very small, small like a mosquito.

But he heard it and stopped.

Gritting her teeth and standing up, Wu Ping Ping forgets the noisy crowd around her and can't hear their voices.

In front of his eyes, only he, and his cold back.

Long time no see.

She said from the bottom of her heart.

Moziyan stood for half a sound, suddenly turned and walked towards her.

Only a few steps away, but it's like walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, hundreds of millions of light years.

Finally, standing in front of her.

He took off the black super, that pair of cold eyes more cold than winter.

"Do you remember what I said?"

He spoke deeply.

Wu Pingping was stunned and then began to laugh.

"I said that if we meet again, either you or I will die."

With that, moziyan put on his sunglasses again, turned and strode away.

……

The Zhou family.

"Dumplings!"

Zhou Miaoyu rushed up and gave moziyan a big hug.

Ignoring one side of his brother-in-law, Mr. Shan feiye's expression of killing, Mo Ziyan hugs the second elder sister, "elder sister, I miss you so much."

"You son of a bitch! I didn't go home for three years! " Zhou Miaoyu let him go and beat him on the shoulder.

Mo Ziyan smiles and holds her hand, looks at Mo Xiran, and opens his arm, "Mom."

Mo Xi ran immediately red eyes, sniffed, hugged his little son, "dumplings, dumplings, mom miss you so much!"

When the family meet, Mo Ziyan is very happy to hear that his elder brother Zhou Yao and his younger sister-in-law Gao Xing will be home tomorrow evening.

Mo Xi ran holds Mo Zi Yan's hand and doesn't let go. He can't see enough of it. "Finally he's back. The dumplings have changed a little."

Shan feiye said: "mature."

Mo Zi Yan raises eyebrows, "isn't it good?"

Zhou Miaoyu poked his head, "no matter how mature it is, it's stupid dumplings."

Mo Zi Yan snorted coldly and looked at his father, who was not very talkative all the time. "Dad, do you see that I'm not happy?"

Without waiting for Zhou Yanchen to open his mouth, moxiran said, "who said that? I know you got home today. Your father didn't sleep well last night. He tossed and turned, didn't he?"

Zhou Yanchen Phoenix eyes a Li, embracing his wife, threatening her to shut up.

Mo West dye had to silence, continue to smile at his son.

It's good to be home.

Moziyan was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling and sighing.

"Dong Dong."

There was a knock at the door.

He sat up and said, "come in."

Zhou Miaoyu pushed the door and asked with a smile, "are you tired?"

Mo Ziyan patted the bed and motioned her to come and sit down.

Sitting beside him, Zhou Miaoyu hesitated and asked him, "are you and her?"

Knowing what she asked, moziyan said slowly, "I've seen you at the airport.""Ziyan, you, you treat her?"

"Second sister, three years, I found that I still can't let go."

Zhou Miaoyu nodded and said softly, "as long as you are happy."

Wu Ping Ping, we have a long way to go.

……

To be exact, three years ago, it was Wu Pingping who dumped Mo Ziyan.

At that time, they loved each other to death.

No one knows why they broke up all of a sudden, and no one knows why moziyan suddenly went to another country and didn't return for three years.

But now, Wu Ping Ping knows one thing.

She was miserable.

In the past three years, Lin Liangchu's entertainment empire has expanded. Besides magic star entertainment, he also has star making entertainment.

Wu Pingping used to be the gold medal agent of magic star entertainment, but she was demoted to her present position because she offended Mo Ziyan.

Lin Liang Chu knocked on the table and asked with a smile, "Miss Wu, do you understand what I said just now?"

Wu Ping returned to herself and said, "Mr. Lin, I don't understand. You..."

All of a sudden, she was asked to go to star making entertainment, or to act as Mo Ziyan's temporary agent to arrange all his itineraries in China.

Maybe for others, it's pie in the sky.

But not for her.

"Miss Wu." With a sigh, Lin Liangchen stood up and said, "I hope you can understand me. I can't help myself. If you want to ask why, you can ask that one."

That one, moziyan?

Standing at the door of the lounge, Wu Ping Ping takes a deep breath and knocks on the door.

"Come in." A beautiful female voice came from the door.

Wu Pingping opens the door and sees Mo Ziyan putting on makeup with her back to her.

His impatience could be seen in the mirror.

That's how it used to be. He hated make-up the most. He was plain on the show.

Simply Mo young master's plain face is also amazing, no one said anything.

"Miss Wu?" Mo Ziyan side, about 20 years old Baijing girl mouth.

"Yes."

"Hello, I'm CC, Ziyan's agent."

"Hello."

Wu Pingping shakes hands with CC, but her sight falls on Mo Ziyan uncontrollably.

He deliberately closed his eyes from the moment she entered the door.

CC hook lip a smile, to make up a wink.

When Wu Ping Ping comes back to herself, she and Mo Ziyan are the only two people left in the lounge.

Open eyes, Mo son Yan sharp eyes suddenly lock Wu Ping Ping, not smile.

Wu Ping Ping pinched her finger and asked him in a low voice, "let me be your temporary agent. What are you..."

Before her words were finished, moziyan suddenly got up and walked towards her.

All of a sudden, Wu Ping Ping was trapped between the wall and her chest.

The slender finger pinches her earlobe, he frowns: "your ear hole?"

Wu Ping Ping tried her best to calm her breath and heartbeat. "She's dead."

She didn't have ear holes before. He bought a pair of diamond earrings and took her to make ear holes.

One left and one right, they are a pair.

Thinking, Wu Ping Ping's eyes fell on the hole in his left ear. The diamond was bright.

Her one has always been in her drawer and carefully collected.

"Oh." He faintly answered, but did not immediately evacuate, "what did you just ask me?"

"Ah?"

"What do you ask me?"

"I said you let me be your temporary agent..."

"Yes, it was my idea."

"Ziyan..."

For three years, he didn't hear her call himself that.

Suddenly, hugging her, Mo Ziyan lowered her voice: "Wu Pingping, you are 30 years old. It will be too late if you don't look back."

Yeah, she's 30, he's 27.

The difference between them is three years. It's as simple as three years.

"Ziyan, we, I didn't want to look back, we..."

Retreat, Mo son Yan Yin endure, didn't crush her to death all of a sudden, "Wu Ping Ping, do you think I will let you dump me for the second time?"

Turning around, he sat down in front of the mirror and raised his long legs on the dressing table.

"I will stay here for three months, only three months."

Only three months, he, will he leave?

Wu Ping Ping hung her eyes and laughed at herself.

Why does she think that the entanglement between them will not last only three months?

Forget it, now that you've come here.

She'll face up to what's ahead.

It's a big deal. It's scarred.

Looking up, she looked at him.

Three years, Ziyan, I love you as before.