Chapter 47: Silence is acquiescence

Ye Zhongjue looked straight at Mo Suqing, there was an emotion in her eyes that she couldn't understand.
Ye Zhongjue spoke dullly, like a wronged child, his tone was stubborn.
"I do not have!"
Mo Suqing didn't know why, her heart suddenly softened.
She turned around angrily, "Why are you silent without you? Isn't your silence equal to acquiescence?"
Ye Zhongjue heard her say this, his eyes suddenly turned dark, his voice was a bit gnashing his teeth, "Who said that silence is equivalent to acquiescence? So, you never gave me a reasonable explanation for the matter between Guan Zixuan and you, yes. It’s not that I can also think that you acquiesced in the relationship between you and him!"
Ye Zhongjue's tone was neither overcast nor overwhelming, and it sounded like an awkward older child.
Mo Suqing's expression was suddenly shocked.
He actually knew about this, so why didn't he ask himself, this man is so awkward that people can't bear to look straight.
Mo Suqing sighed in her heart for the thousandth time. It turns out that a man's heart is also a needle in the sea. She really didn't expect that he was because of this.
She blurted out almost subconsciously, "Do you know this?"
Ye Zhongjue raised his eyebrows, obviously unhappy.
"Should I not know?"
"Then why don't you ask me?"
"Why should I ask you?" Ye Zhongjue said it was a matter of course.
Mo Suqing felt annoyed in her heart. Why is this man so awkward that he doesn't want to say something in his heart. She has to let herself guess. It's weird that she can guess!
She didn't explain Guan Zixuan's affairs to him, because she thought he didn't know.
Who knows, he has always minded this.
Mo Suqing really wanted to sigh up to the sky at this moment, God, what is the structure of this man's brain!
"You ignored me these few days because of this?" Mo Suqing looked at him like a fly, feeling that he was really wronged.
She kept explaining her relationship with Zhang Yubin, but she didn't expect that it was not what people would mind.
"Huh..." Ye Zhongjue let out a low, low voice, and said proudly, "I'm not because of this!"
His emotions are too low, and Mo Suqing almost laughed. How could this man be so cute.
Obviously because of this, the duck's mouth is hard to admit.
She said angrily, "Things are not what you thought. I originally wanted to explain, but the scandal was clarified the next day. I thought you wouldn’t mind and didn’t know. I was afraid that the explanation would get messy. Besides, I and Guan Zixuan had only seen two sides, so I didn't explain it to you."
"It's like this, that day..."
Mo Suqing met Guan Zixuan at the airport, deceived him as a tourist, took pictures of him and Mu Linger, and promised him not to expose the photos, but he did not expect that the photos would still be stolen. The photos were posted in the newspaper. Only then did Guan Zixuan deliberately retaliate against himself, the follow-up thing.
Ye Zhongjue was clearly dying in comfort, but deliberately pretended to be cold and arrogant, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
He deliberately pretended to be indifferent, Mo Suqing had already seen through.
She couldn't help but sigh, this man obviously looks mature and stable, why is he pretending to be a young child in his heart.
It seems that what the world said is really right. Men are young children, and they have very naive moments.
After Mo Suqing explained, she continued to organize her clothes.
Ye Zhongjue's face that had just turned from cloudy to clear immediately turned cloudy.
He took Mo Suqing's hand a little bit angrily, didn't he say everything? Why does she still want to leave.
Mo Su was puzzled and glanced at him, "Why are you holding me?"
"You still have to go!" Ye Zhongjue's voice was almost cannibalistic, dripping gloomily.
Mo Suqing originally wanted to tell him speechlessly that she was just finishing her clothes, but she didn't expect Ye Zhongjue to react so much.
She deliberately teased him.
Her voice was flat, and she spoke coldly, as if she was in a bad mood, "Well..."
Ye Zhongjue was instantly angry, and he had listened to her explanation, but why did she leave? Is it because she did not do well enough, or because of something else.
As long as he thought that Mo Suqing might be because other people were leaving, he couldn't calm down at all.
He took Mo Suqing's hand tighter and tighter, and Mo Suqing frowned in pain.
She didn't think it was fun at all, and he was so painful that he pinched himself.
Ye Zhongjue has a dull temper. He is unhappy, he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't let others know when he is unhappy. He just took Mo Suqing's arm with an ugly face, but he just didn't speak.
Mo Suqing threw away his hand in anger and speechlessly, "Okay, you pinched me, I made you play."
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and smiled badly, closing the suitcase.
It took almost three seconds for Ye Zhongjue to fully react. This girl turned out to be on purpose.
As soon as Mo Suqing turned around and put down the suitcase, she felt a burst of power coming from behind, and she yanked herself back.
Then, what she felt was Ye Zhongjue's overwhelming kisses, as if he was about to eat himself into his stomach.
Mo Suqing patted his back vigorously, "Don't... I'm... almost out of breath..."
Ye Zhongjue seemed to be possessed and didn't let her go.
Her voice was intermittent, panting, pushing his shoulders with disgust, "You haven't taken a bath yet!"
A faint smile appeared in Ye Zhongjue's eyes, and he said playfully, "Just right! You accompany me to wash it together!"
Mo Suqing exclaimed, and was carried into the bathroom by Ye Zhongjue and closed the bathroom door.
The shower kept running down, and the misty mist floated hot in the bathroom, shaking Mo Suqing's eyes. She couldn't see clearly at all, and everything she saw was blurred.
Only the handsome face in front of him is the most clear.
Mo Suqing rejected Ye Zhongjue, and couldn't bear his teasing under the ice and fire. She looked like she wanted to refuse and greeted Ye Zhongjue even more beastly.
One night of breathlessness, one night of ambiguity, one night of ups and downs...
Mo Suqing felt like she couldn't even get up the next day.
Ye Zhongjue, this beast, kept cursing in her heart, and she almost tossed herself to death last night.
She said no, but he said that a woman said no, that would always be necessary.
She couldn't laugh or cry, how could there be such a person, she had never seen Ye Zhongjue play a rogue to herself like this.
He scolded him as a rascal, but he smiled softly and said that I was only a rascal to you.
Mo Suqing's heart was melted by him, such a man, she felt that a woman had no resistance.
Mo Suqing struggled to sit up. As soon as she was about to get dressed, the bedroom door was opened.
Mo Suqing was almost agitated, and quickly covered herself with the quilt, and slept in bed pretending to be dead.
Ye Zhongjue walked in slowly, he looked at the bed.
Mo Suqing covered herself into a ball, her body seemed to be moving slightly.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This girl is so cute. She has already seen each other frankly. She is really shy.
He walked over gently, deliberately pulling a corner of the quilt, his voice low.
"What to do? You will be late if you don't get up again."
When Mo Suqing heard that she had been seen through, she simply stopped pretending to be asleep, with a small face buried in the quilt, red with boredom.
I don't know if it is bored or ashamed.
"You go out, I want to dress!" Her voice was dull, like an unhappy child, awkward and cute.
Ye Zhongjue let out a deep smile, "If you don't get up again, I will help you dress."
Mo Suqing was embarrassed. If he dressed himself, she felt that neither of them would have to go to work today.
She hummed twice in the quilt, "You go out first!"
There was a hint of sweetness in her voice, as if she was acting like a baby.
Ye Zhongjue decided not to tease her anymore, so he got up and left.
Mo Suqing got dressed almost at lightning speed. She packed up and went out. At a glance, she saw the man leaning on the sofa reading the newspaper.
Ye Zhongjue wore the black windbreaker she bought for him today, so handsome.
Sitting there, the whole body seemed to carry a kind of innate nobleness, which was many times stronger than the handsome guy on the cover of the magazine.
Mo Suqing is a little idiot, looking at him intently, can't help but sigh, it's a pity that a man grows up like this and he doesn't become a star.
Ye Zhongjue had noticed her gaze a long time ago. After all, her gaze was too hot. If he didn't notice it, it would be wood.
He raised his head slowly, like a slow motion in a movie.
"How does it feel to put on clothes? Compared to me last night, I wonder which one my wife likes?"
Ye Zhongjue raised his eyebrows and deliberately looked at Mo Suqing and said, his whole body exuded a kind of enchanting smell. He looked at Mo Suqing jokingly, and stood up, "I wonder if Madam has seen enough, we can go to work."
It is rare for Ye Zhongjue to say such a long sentence at one time, but it is a pity that his words were too ambiguous. Early in the morning, Mo Suqing's heart was a bit unbearable, and she made a big red face.
She deliberately said in a fierce tone, "You are still addicted to your wife's call, right?"
Ye Zhongjue smiled, and stretched out his hand to embrace her, softly intoxicating, "You are!"
Mo Suqing suddenly glanced at her as if she had eaten honey. She blushed, lowered her head, and said nothing.
Ye Zhongjue is in a particularly good mood today.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, Lin Ran deeply felt his good mood.
Ye Zhongjue was full of spring breeze. Although he still didn't have a smile on his face, everyone could feel his joy today. He walked up, and it seemed that his steps were very brisk.
In the secretary's room, several secretaries get together to gossip.
"Did you see it? When the president just went in, it was a spring breeze. I was almost drunk..."
"Oh, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the president is wearing a windbreaker today, a black windbreaker. When have you seen the president wear a windbreaker? When the winter is particularly cold, I never saw the president wear it like this."
"Could it be that a woman bought it?"
"Could it be that the president has someone he likes?"
...
Several secretaries were guessing and laughing, unhappy.
Of course Song Pingting saw it. She also knew that what they said was true. She couldn't wait to break the folder in her hand. Why, why? Why can't he just look back at himself.