Chapter 50: Is this the rhythm for rectification?

Mo Zhenfeng thought, the youngest daughter was right, that was already the case anyway, he had to find out who it was that allowed Mo Suqing to hide the marriage from his family and quietly get married.
"Okay, I'll call her to bring someone to the house for dinner. I want to see what kind of man it is that she is so fascinated that she doesn't even want a house!"
After hanging up the phone, Mo Sulian felt that he was guilty.
As long as she thinks of Ye Zhongjue, she feels that her whole body is swaying, she does not believe that that man can escape from her palm.
As long as she can give him enough money, she doesn't believe that that man can stay with her without betraying Mo Suqing.
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Mo Suqing and Ye Zhongjue left the restaurant, and the two casually walked away, and Ye Zhongjue returned to the company.
After all, the noon break is still limited.
As soon as Mo Suqing returned to the magazine, Mo Zhenfeng called.
She frowned and looked at the phone screen. After the Mohs crisis was resolved, her father had not contacted herself for a long time.
How could he suddenly remember to call himself?
Mo Suqing thought for a while, and finally answered the phone.
Her tone sounded very cold.
"Hey, Dad, what's the matter?"
Mo Zhenfeng's tone was majestic, with a touch of anger.
"You still have the face to ask me what's wrong? You said, did you cheat the hukou to get married, and told me that the unit was divided into houses? You think it's still in the 70s and 80s. How can there be such good things!"
Mo Zhenfeng became more and more angry as he talked about it, as if Mo Suqing had done something unreasonable.
Mo Suqing almost thought about it, and she knew that Mo Sulian had told him. She said in a light tone, "Didn’t I just get married? Are you so angry? Didn’t you go on a blind date as you thought, you were so angry? ?"
Mo Zhenfeng was very angry and roared, "You unfilial girl!"
Mo Suqing just walked to the desk. Leng Xiyao heard the sound through a partition. She stood up, pretending to be scared, her lips moved slightly, and deliberately said, "Oh my god! I'm so scared!"
Mo Suqing glared at her angrily and continued, "I am not filial, but you know why I am not filial!"
Mo Zhenfeng almost couldn't get up, thinking of Mo Sulian's words, he tried to calm himself down.
He suppressed his anger, "Okay! Let's not discuss the matter of your marriage without authorization, you just talk about it, your marriage is closed, when will you bring people home, let me see!"
Mo Suqing thought for a while, since her father's attitude has eased, she didn't have to fight him.
"Okay, then I'll ask him, let's go home for dinner when we have time, but!"
Mo Suqing's tone suddenly became tough, "After we come back, you can't lose your temper to Ye Zhongjue. If you lose your temper, don't blame me for denying you! I will take him and leave!"
Mo Zhenfeng didn't expect Mo Suqing to say this, he almost fainted with a hand covering his chest.
"You..." Mo Suqing hung up before he finished his words.
Mo Suqing sat lazily on the chair, Leng Xiyao slid the chair over and asked curiously, "Did you not go on a date? Why did you come back so angry?"
"Don't mention it!" Mo Suqing adjusted his emotions, "We went to eat, but we met Mo Sulian by accident. I guess she was scolded by me today and felt uncomfortable. Tell my dad that I am married. I will take Ye Zhongjue home."
Leng Xiyao was stunned, and then he didn’t care about it. "Then go back, what's the big deal, anyway, you are already married, and he can eat you, I don’t believe it, he can drag you to divorce. It's an international joke!"
Mo Suqing lowered his head, did not know what to think, and did not answer.
Leng Xiyao continued, "It's just that this woman, Mo Sulian, is too rampant, she really has forgotten what her surname was before, and I have to deal with it!"
Mo Suqing looked at her helplessly, with a slightly joking tone, "Yaoyao, you are a girl. When you don't talk, you always have a profane tone. Be careful not to marry later!"
Without even thinking about it, Leng Xiyao blurted out, "You can't get married!"
She realized that Mo Suqing was already married.
She deliberately looked at Mo Suqing pitifully, her big watery eyes, like a pet wagging her tail begging to be petted, "You bully me!"
Then, quickly turned around and started working.
Mo Suqing was startled and smiled slightly.
Hey, it is estimated that taking Ye Zhongjue home will be another Hongmen feast, what a pity! Inevitable!
When I was about to get off work in the afternoon, Mo Suqing called Ye Zhongjue.
"Hey……"
Mo Suqing's soft voice came over the phone, and a smile appeared involuntarily at the corner of Ye Zhongjue's mouth.
"what happened?"
"what are you doing?"
"Work, how can I feed my baby if I don't work..." Ye Zhongjue said jokingly.
Mo Suqing's face turned red.
"Well, don't you have any other plans to leave work this afternoon?"
Ye Zhongjue heard a knock on the door, and he said to come in.
Song Pingting opened the door carefully and came in.
"President, let me report..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Ye Zhongjue raise his hand and motioned her not to speak.
His tone was extremely gentle, "No other arrangements, what's the matter?"
Mo Suqing was startled, she seemed to have heard a woman's voice just now.
She frowned, "I seemed to hear someone talking over there just now?"
Ye Zhongjue raised her head and glanced at Song Pingting who was standing at the desk. She looked a little cramped.
He shook his head, "No, I just said a word to your colleague, nothing happened."
Listening to what he said, Song Pingting, who was standing in the office, showed a shocked expression on her face, and her colleagues? Who is the president talking to? Not only is his tone gentler than ever before, but he also speaks like this. Is it true that the president really has someone he likes?
Song Pingting suddenly felt an unprecedented gap in her heart.
Although Ye Zhongjue wouldn't look at himself in the past, he is the same for everyone, everyone is fair, and there is no special treatment.
At this moment, she suddenly became very jealous of the person on the other end of the phone.
"Oh..." Mo Suqing nodded thoughtfully.
"That's it. Mo Su Lian told my family about my marriage. As you know, I used to hide it from my family. Now they all know. Let me take you home at night. Do you have time? ."
Ye Zhongjue was taken aback, and then a wicked smile appeared on his face. Is this a rhythm to justify himself?
His voice seemed to have a faint smile.
"Suqing, are you trying to justify your father's name?"
Mo Suqing just picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. Hearing Ye Zhongjue's words like this, she couldn't help but sprayed it out.
Looking at the water stains on the computer screen, Mo Suqing was speechless to the culprit on the other end of the phone.
"Can't you speak tactfully?"
Mo Suqing sounded like gnashing her teeth, and Ye Zhongjue felt that if she were in front of her, she might have devoured herself alive.
A faint smile appeared on his face, "Tactfully... Does that have a reputation since then?"
Mo Suqing was choked again, and she bet she would spray it again if she had just drunk water.
While wiping the water stains on the computer, she said, "Okay, don't be poor. Let's go back together after get off work. That's it, I'll hang up first."
Ye Zhongjue hung up the phone reluctantly, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
Song Pingting was completely shocked. The smile in Ye Zhongjue's eyes made her crazy with jealousy, but she couldn't help but be fascinated.
Ye Zhongjue hung up the phone, and when he looked up, he saw Song Pingting's obsessive eyes.
He coughed slightly, "What's the matter? Tell me!"
Song Pingting suddenly recovered, she looked at Ye Zhongjue a little gaffe, and quickly adjusted her state, and recounted the schedule for tomorrow.
Ye Zhongjue lowered his head slightly in thought, after a long time, he raised his head and waved his hand.
"Okay, I see, you go out first."
Song Pingting walked back, and Ye Zhongjue looked at her back, a little fascinated.
He knew Song Pingting's thoughts about him. Under normal circumstances, he would not put people who have any personal feelings with him beside him.
However, Song Pingting joined the company after graduating from university, and had been with herself for more than three years. He had been used to work for a long time, so he did not replace her.
However, if she doesn't restrain her feelings anymore, then he really has to consider replacing the chief secretary.
After get off work, Ye Zhongjue arrived at the door of Fengxing Magazine early.
When he called Mo Suqing, Mo Suqing had already walked out and she quickly got into the car.
Ye Zhongjue drove the car in the direction of Mo's Villa. When he first got married, he sent Mo Suqing to get his luggage, so he remembered the road.
Along the way, Mo Suqing was a little uneasy, she turned around and said to Ye Zhongjue.
"You said, did Mo Sulian add energy and jealousy to my dad today? In short, when he called me, his tone was very bad. If he loses his temper for a while, you will be minded."
Ye Zhongjue nodded, calming her emotions, "Don't worry, I won't."
Mo Suqing nodded, lowering his head not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, she turned her head again.
"For a while you really don't mind their behavior, I don't get along well with them..."
Mo Suqing frowned, pondering, not knowing how to explain to Ye Zhongjue the constant and messy relationship between her and her family.
Ye Zhongjue held the steering wheel with one hand and held her hand with the other, comforting her with his eyes.
"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I can handle it."
Immediately, he smiled, "Obviously I went to your house, why are you more nervous than me? How can you make it like you see your in-laws..."
Mo Suqing suddenly became embarrassed. Seeing her in-laws, although she was married, she felt that this was so far away from her, and Ye Zhongjue had never mentioned it, but it was better.
Ye Zhongjue had already investigated Mo Suqing's family background and was very familiar with her situation. How could he not understand her.