"What? You can't say anything? Do you think you're useless? "Mo Qianni asked aggressively.
"I won't argue with you about this. You can think whatever you want. What's more, I didn't want to get married. Some things can't be explained in a few words. "Yang Cheng smiled indifferently.
Mo Qianni suddenly gritted her teeth, "I want you to be more motivated. That's why I'm telling you this. You're not stupid. You're even smarter than other people. It can be seen from the fact that you can learn so many foreign languages. But why can't you do a good job and work hard like other young men? Do you want to stand behind a woman and live off her for the rest of your life!? Even if Ruoxi is just using you as a cover for other men, one day she might not need you anymore. What will you do then? "
"Living off a woman is not bad." Yang Cheng nodded, "I'm driving my wife's car and living in my wife's house. I think my life is very good. If one day she doesn't need me by her side, I can go back and sell mutton skewers. "
"You …" Mo Qianni was furious. She was trying her best to persuade him, but he acted as if it was only right and proper for him to do so.
After taking a few deep breaths, Mo Qianni felt her chest was a bit better. But the more she looked at the face in front of her, the more uncomfortable she felt. So, she shouted to Auntie Xiang, "Auntie Xiang, give me two bottles of white liquor, the high liquor!"
Auntie Xiang was cooking. After hearing this, she smiled and responded.
"White liquor? Is it sorghum liquor? "Yang Cheng didn't know much about the traditional liquor in China.
"Yeah, if I don't drink, I'll be suffocated to death by you!" Mo Qianni stared at Yang Cheng.
Auntie Xiang obviously knew that Mo Qianni could eat spicy food and drink. So, the dishes that were served, no matter if it was seafood or vegetables, were all spiced with chili oil. As for the two bottles of white liquor without labels, it was obvious that it was cheap but strong liquor.
"Do you know how to drink?" Mo Qianni opened a bottle and looked up at Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng felt a bit dizzy when he smelled the fragrance of the wine wafting out. He had drunk quite a bit of foreign wine and often drank wine, but he had rarely touched this fiery and spicy sorghum wine. Seeing the charming Mo Qianni's "I can drink a lot" expression, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and say, "I'll drink less, I'm not used to it."
"You're really not a man." Mo Qianni sneered and poured a small cup into Yang Cheng's small glass.
Auntie Xiang had to entertain the customers, so she chatted with Mo Qianni for a while before she went elsewhere. Only the two of them were left sitting in a corner of the food stall, eating hot and spicy Sichuan food and drinking fragrant Kaoliang wine.
At night, the riverside was illuminated by the twinkling lights.
In the sky, a bright white moon was reflected in the water, dotted with stars, and the river rippled like the Milky Way.
In the cool breeze, the noise didn't seem too ear-piercing.
As Yang Cheng ate the spicy dishes and sipped the scalding wine, he gradually felt the surrounding atmosphere brimming with enthusiasm. His heart felt especially comfortable, so he was a bit lost in thought.
Wasn't this the life he yearned for?
There was wine, there was meat, there were all kinds of people walking around, he could feel the wind blowing, the trees swaying, the sound of water flowing, and the chirping of insects. All of this seemed so beautiful, making one yearn for it.
After a long time, Yang Cheng came back to his senses and looked at Mo Qianni on the other side of the table. He couldn't help but stare blankly.
Mo Qianni had already drunk a bottle of white wine, at least half a catty. A drunken red had already climbed up to her delicate face, and her delicate white skin appeared especially rosy and attractive under the light.
The woman's eyes were like the ripples of the lake, quietly looking at the dishes on the table, but she didn't move her chopsticks. She only held the wine glass with one hand, as if in a daze.
"That's about it, did you always drink this much before?" Yang Cheng felt that for a woman, half a catty of white wine was already a lot.
Mo Qianni looked at Yang Cheng with a somewhat innocent expression. She was obviously a bit drunk, shook her head, and said in a muffled voice: "There wasn't anyone who could accompany me here before, I can't drink this much alone."
"Don't you have friends?" Yang Cheng asked curiously.
Mo Qianni burst into laughter, like a blooming red flower, "Do you think the friends of Yu Lei International's PR Department Head would like to eat in a dirty food stall?"
Yang Cheng was silent. Indeed, with Mo Qianni's current status, not to mention whether those people she befriended were true friends or not, why would people from that circle come to such a noisy place to eat for no reason? They would only feel that their social status was lowered, and they would lose face.
"In that case, I'm very honored to be the first person to accompany you to eat here," Yang Cheng said in a self-deprecating manner.
"And you're the first man I invited alone," Mo Qianni said with a bit of a mischievous tone: "If other men wanted to invite me to eat, I wouldn't go."
"Fortunately, it's a food stall, or else if it was seen in other places, I would become the public enemy of all men," Yang Cheng said.
"Is it not good? I think the food here is much better than those five-star restaurants. "Mo Qianni grinned, as if she was a lot happier.
Yang Cheng nodded, although it was a bit spicy, the food here had more of a taste of life, which was also what he liked.
As the two were talking, Mo Qianni's phone on the table vibrated. Mo Qianni elegantly picked up the phone and looked at the number. The smile on her face froze for a moment, then she pressed the call.
"Mom … En … Got it. I will go … Okay … you take care of yourself …"
After hanging up the phone with a calm face, Mo Qianni threw the phone away, picked up the wine glass, and drank the remaining white wine in the glass.
Yang Cheng saw the scene and asked in confusion, "Your mom's phone call?"
Mo Qianni glanced at him and nodded. "Didn't you hear it?"
"Is there something urgent?"
"No."
"Do you need help?"
"No need."
"You don't look so good."
"You're annoying!" Mo Qianni frowned impatiently.
Yang Cheng smiled awkwardly. "I'm full. What about you?"
"Let's go if we're full." Mo Qianni didn't hesitate. She got up, picked up her belongings, and left the seat.
Although Auntie Xiang repeatedly refused, Mo Qianni still gave her the money. She even gave her a few hundred yuan bills, saying it was to buy food for Auntie Xiang's child. Auntie Xiang seemed to know Mo Qianni's stubborn temper. In the end, she couldn't refuse and accepted it.
The two walked back to the parking lot. Along the way, Mo Qianni seemed to be absent-minded. She didn't say anything as she walked in front.
When they walked to the parking lot, the gravel road looked quiet and empty under the dim street lights.
Suddenly, Mo Qianni turned around. Her watery eyes stared at Yang Cheng. In the dark night, her beautiful face looked a bit more tired.
"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng felt that there was something wrong with Mo Qianni. But he couldn't guess a woman's mind, so he stayed silent with her.
"Can I hug you …"
"What?"
Mo Qianni answered Yang Cheng. She opened her arms and hugged him.
Yang Cheng didn't refuse. When Mo Qianni's cold and smooth arms wrapped around his neck, a sweet body fragrance mixed with the smell of alcohol hit him. And from Yang Cheng's chest, he could clearly feel Mo Qianni's round and soft breasts.
After hesitating for a bit, Yang Cheng sighed. He opened his hands and hugged Mo Qianni's jade back. He gently stroked it twice.
Under the night sky, the two were like a couple in love. They were hugging each other sweetly in the deserted suburbs, enjoying a rare time together.
"Actually, you can tell me if you have something. Maybe I can help you, just like today." Yang Cheng said.
Mo Qianni leaned her head on Yang Cheng's chest. She rubbed it a little and said vaguely, "Don't say anything. Don't ask anything. Just let me hug you for a while. A while is enough …"
In a trance, this hug seemed very long. But when the two separated, it felt like only a very short moment had passed.
Mo Qianni stroked her hair. Her face was a little red. She looked at Yang Cheng shyly and said, "Thank you. Let's go back."
"A beauty threw herself into my arms. I'm the one who took advantage of it."
"I know you don't have those thoughts." Mo Qianni looked at Yang Cheng's lower body. "Unless you don't have that ability."
Yang Cheng's face stiffened. It was hard to be a pure man these days. This woman was too bad. She actually paid attention to his physiological changes!
After taking Mo Qianni's car back to Yu Lei International, Yang Cheng said goodbye to Mo Qianni. He then drove his car to the hospital. Although Lin Ruoxi had completely given up on Lin Kun as her father, he still had to tell her the news that Lin Kun had gone crazy.
When he arrived at the hospital, it was already past 10 pm. On the way there, other than the nurses and doctors on duty, there was no one else. When he walked to the door of Lin Ruoxi's ward, he saw that the lights in the room were on. He thought that Lin Ruoxi wasn't asleep. But when he walked in, he guessed wrong.
The lamp on the bedside table was still on. Lin Ruoxi, who was lying on the bed, had already fallen asleep. She was lying on her side on the pillow. She was even holding a book about the market economy in her hand. She wore loose blue and white lined men's pajamas. Her messy hair covered half of her face. She revealed a delicate beauty that was rarely seen on normal days.
It was hard to imagine that such a young woman was the CEO of a famous listed company. Her thin shoulders carried the burden of hundreds and thousands of employees from all over the world.
Yang Chen couldn't help but admire his wife when he thought of this.
Feeling that the air conditioning in the room was a little cold, Yang Cheng saw that Lin Ruoxi had fallen asleep while reading. Her upper body was exposed outside the blanket. He couldn't help but worry that she would catch a cold again.
After thinking about it, Yang Cheng quietly walked to the bedside. He quietly supported Lin Ruoxi's head with his hand. He pulled out the high pillow and let Lin Ruoxi rest on it.
Then, he slightly pulled the blanket until it reached Lin Ruoxi's shoulders. He carefully tucked the corner of the blanket to ensure that it wouldn't leak out.
At this moment, the sleeping Lin Ruoxi drowsily opened her eyes. She looked at Yang Cheng with a complicated expression.
Even though he was just looking at her quietly, Yang Cheng could feel that her eyes were crystal clear and deep. He couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
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