Chapter 66: Lipstick mark on shirt

Ye Zhongjue remembered that Zeng Hanyu once told him that the little girl in Anjia liked to let him hold him when he was a child. She would cry when others hugged her, but in his arms, the little girl would never cry.
However, the little girl was lost in the hospital less than a month after she made a sound.
An Jia and Zeng's family have searched for so many years, but they have not found them.
Although it was just such an verbal marriage contract, Zeng Hanyu was very reluctant to his fiancée. He always felt that he would find her one day.
The world's richest man, An Zhenguo is the grandfather of that little girl. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Zeng Hanyu's continuous funding of Guoan Group over the years, Guoan Group might not have developed so well.
The possibility of An Zhenguo becoming the world's richest man is basically zero.
However, this affectionate man in front of him did just that, for the fiancee he had never met before.
Ye Zhongjue, as an outsider, couldn't say anything about such things.
He turned to look at Zeng Hanyu, "How was the matter handled this time?"
Zeng Hanyu smiled stubbornly. He was already good-looking. With thin lips and peach eyes, and a tall nose, he looked like a handsome guy among the best.
He smiled so scornfully, and one word is most appropriate to describe it, yuppie.
"Small case! It's a battle between several small gangsters, which affected our arms contact. There is no big problem."
Ye Zhongjue nodded, "That's good, I'll go first."
"Well, let's go, do you remember Mrs. Merissan's evaluation of the two of us?"
Ye Zhongjue said as he walked, "Remember, what's wrong?"
Zeng Hanyu said meaningfully, "She said that my nobleness is full of scorn, and your coldness and calmness is full of nobility. I always feel dissatisfied. I take it today!"
Ye Zhongjue turned to look at him, his eyes knew that he was asking why he said this.
Zeng Hanyu smiled and said, "Isn't that simple? You are the noble son, I am the little ruffian! Look, when you just walked in, there are so many beauties looking at you, and my heart feels 10,000 points. The blow."
Ye Zhongjue couldn't help but smile, knowing that his friends were in an active atmosphere and adjusting each other's emotions, so he didn't open his mouth.
"You are poor, I just left!"
Zeng Hanyu nodded and walked towards the reception center.
Ye Zhongjue didn't stay much longer. He relentlessly refused the compliments of those bosses, and found Song Pingting directly and planned to go back.
Who knows, as soon as he walked over, he saw Song Pingting pressing the buffet table next to him with one hand and holding a wine glass in the other, and the whole person looked unsteady.
Ye Zhongjue's brows jumped fiercely, with a faint sign of anger.
He knew it was inconvenient to bring a woman out.
She actually drank like this.
Although Ye Zhongjue was a little irritable, he still had the gentlemanly demeanor he should have.
He couldn't throw her a drunk woman here.
He helped Song Pingting go out, and while walking, he called Lin Ran and asked him to send Mo Suqing home. He must go back soon because he knew that if he didn't go back, Mo Suqing would not sleep. of.
He couldn't bear to let her stay up all night like that for himself.
Lin Ran hurried over when he received the call.
In the elevator, Ye Zhongjue held Song Pingting with one hand, but she was suddenly unsteady and planted toward Ye Zhongjue's chest.
Ye Zhongjue frowned and put the phone away, pulling her away from his chest.
He didn't notice that the place Song Pingting just touched her face left a light lipstick mark, especially on the white shirt.
Ye Zhongjue was outside the hotel, waiting for Lin Ran to come and take Song Pingting away, he breathed a sigh of relief and drove home immediately.
When he returned home, he opened the door and the lights in the room were all on.
He saw Mo Suqing who was sleeping on the sofa at a glance, and his heart suddenly became extremely soft, and all the irritability in his heart tonight disappeared instantly.
A bit of distress spread in his heart. She was just ill, and she was sitting on the sofa waiting for herself, what a silly girl.
He walked over gently, trying to carry her back to the bedroom.
As a result, as soon as he bent over, he saw Mo Suqing's eyes open.
Mo Suqing's eyes were still a little sleepy.
She stared at the man in front of her blankly, and only reacted for a long time, her voice was a little rustling with a trace of sleepiness.
"you are back……"
Ye Zhongjue nodded, bending over to hug her.
Mo Suqing did not resist either, she nestled in his arms like a lazy cat, letting him hug himself and walk towards the bedroom.
Her eyes were half open, and she looked very sleepy.
Suddenly, her eyes stayed on Ye Zhongjue's chest, the dazzling red on his shirt.
Mo Suqing's half-opened eyes suddenly opened.
She's not a fool, this mark couldn't be clearer, a woman's lipstick mark.
She remembered Ye Zhongjue's saying that he had socializing tonight. Is this the so-called socializing?
Her nose also seemed to become sensitive, a perfume smell she had never smelled before.
The smell of Ye Zhongjue's body is clear, and she almost never wears perfume, so the answer is obvious.
He must have embraced a woman tonight, and the smell of perfume on his body and the lipstick mark on his shirt were all left by that woman.
Mo Suqing suddenly felt an unspeakable depression in her heart, asked him?
She raised her head and glanced at Ye Zhongjue's cold face. His appearance was exquisite and beautiful, as if he was the most proud work of God. God treated him so kindly. Of course, he also has the capital to make women turn around behind him.
But, this lipstick mark, can she treat it as not happening?
Asking directly, she feels too stupid, don't ask, pretend to be nothing, she can't do it.
Mo Suqing was extremely conflicted.
She was lying on the bed and heard the patter of water coming from the bathroom. It was the sound of Ye Zhongjue taking a bath.
Her heart seemed to be pulled into a ball, without the slightest clue, like an insoluble knot.
She remembered someone once said that in love, the one who moved first must be the loser, because he had already lost the initiative.
Mo Suqing turned over, looked at the direction of the bathroom, and what they had known each other during this period of time appeared in his mind.
Everything seems to have happened yesterday.
Flash marriage, getting along, his care... Time flies so fast, it will be almost three months soon.
However, she suddenly discovered that she didn't know this man at all.
What did his family do, his parents, and too many, she didn't know.
Although they had a three-year marriage contract, she still took him home to meet his father Mo Zhenfeng.
However, Ye Zhongjue seemed to be in front of her and never mentioned his family.
Mo Suqing was depressed and uncomfortable, as if his whole heart was not his own.
The lipstick mark gave her too much shock tonight. She seems to have forgotten her original intention. How about saying a good heart is like stopping water?
She gave a wry smile, and she found out sadly now that she was moved by the man who had been with this flash marriage for three months.
But, sadly, he didn't know anything about him. They seemed to have nothing but a common house.
After Ye Zhongjue took a shower and went to bed, he whispered, "Suqing..."
Mo Suqing did not respond, she pretended to be asleep.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Ye Zhongjue lay down gently and turned off the light.
In the darkness, Mo Suqing kept his eyes open, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes, through the hair and seeping into the pillow.
Mo Suqing's mood remained low the next day. Even Leng Xiyao told her that she had already gotten the Jazz membership card, but Mo Suqing didn't react much.
During the lunch break, Leng Xiyao took her out and asked her what was wrong.
Only then did Mo Suqing slowly tell her what happened last night.
"Last night, he told me that he had dinner and socializing, so he would not come to pick me up. However, when I was sick recently, he was always taking care of me, so I was worried. I sat on the sofa at night and waited for him to come back. I'm back, but..."
The sadness and sadness on Mo Suqing's face made Leng Xiyao anxious.
"But what is it? You said, you are so anxious to death, Suqing!"
Mo Suqing took a deep breath, wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh at all.
"But when he came back, I found a lipstick mark on his clothes, and there was also a perfume smell. How could there be such a strong perfume smell on the clothes if it wasn't for intimate contact, let alone Lipstick gets on the clothes."
As soon as Mo Suqing finished speaking, Leng Xiyao exploded.
"You ask him, did he do something sorry for you, and dare not admit it, what a man!"
Mo Suqing shook his head bitterly, "I have no courage!"
"Why?" Leng Xiyao hated iron for not making steel.
"Why..." Mo Suqing's smile was uglier than crying.
"Because I found myself tempted, tempted, tempted to that ignorant man, do you know? I look back now and realize that I don’t know anything about him. You say, what are we? marriage!"
Leng Xiyao fainted as soon as she heard the words tempted.
"Yeah, if you are tempted, you will be very passive, but don't be too sad. You can even fall in love with a scum like Gu Jiannan. It's normal to like a man like Ye Zhongjue. I dare say, 9%. Nineteen women can't resist Ye Zhongjue's appearance. As long as he is more gentle, it is estimated that a woman will sink."
Although Mo Suqing knew that Leng Xiyao was telling the truth, the corners of her mouth twitched.
"Let's go!" Leng Xiyao took Mo Suqing's hand, "We will go out for a drink at night, and it won't be so uncomfortable when we are finished, okay?"
Mo Suqing thought that she would have to face Ye Zhongjue after she went back, and she panicked when she thought of what happened last night.
It's better to go out and relax with Leng Xiyao, maybe, it's not so sad in my heart.
When he was about to get off work, Ye Zhongjue called Mo Suqing.
Mo Suqing did not answer, she directly sent back a message to Ye Zhongjue, telling him that she was going out with Leng Xiyao at night.
When Ye Zhongjue called again, Mo Suqing's cell phone had been turned off.