"Say what you want" Gu Nanqing also sat opposite her.
Tang poetry handed a magazine in his hand. "This is the magazine I saw after I returned to China. This magazine said that he was married?"
Gu Nanqing turned his eyes to the magazine and opened the page, which was reported by Lin Mochen and Mrs. Lin.
-digression–
It’s even later today. Thank you for your efforts earlier.
I won’t give up so easily.
Gu Na looked at the magazine page and frowned slightly.
It’s been a while since I read this magazine, and Tang poetry didn’t come back until last night, so she could get it and come to him. It can be seen that someone has already prepared everything for her.
Tang poetry saw that Gu Nanqing didn’t speak. She continued, "Why didn’t Nanqing answer me?"
"What do you want to hear?" Gu Na inclined to raise her phoenix eyes, and her eyes were angry and mixed with sad eyes.
"This he reported that the two ChiSong families have offended this woman, and Mo Chen has been cruel to both ChiSong families. They all say that Mo Chen is very caring for this woman, and now no one dares to provoke this woman! Is this really the case? That woman is a square figure. What sycophantic thing did she do to make Mo Chen look like a different person? "
The eyebrows of Tang poetry gradually puckered up. She just heard about Lin Mo-chen’s affairs and came back from abroad. She heard about what happened at two engagement parties in Chi and Song Dynasties. She watched the report and listened to others’ colorful description of Lin Mo-chen’s pet of another woman. Hearing this made a woman jealous, but she felt like a knife. She really wanted to find Lin Mo-chen immediately and ask all this clearly, but she was afraid that she could not afford to know that she would really meet.
She hesitated for a long time and summoned up the courage to call Lin Mochen. In the past, it was the other party’s machine.
She didn’t sleep well that night and came to Gu Nanqing early the next morning.
Gu Nanqing is Lin Mochen’s best buddy Lin Mochen. He should be very clear about everything. Plus, he is his classmate. Some things are also convenient to say. Getting answers from him is the same as getting answers from Lin Mochen. Is it because Lin Mochen personally said that she thinks this may not hurt so much?
Gu Nanqing pointed out to Mrs. Lin that Tang "that woman" could not help but frown more.
It’s really impolite to call it that. It will be even more uncomfortable if Lin Mo-chen hears it.
"Tang poetry is not ink, he has changed, he has never changed, but you have never seen him clearly." Gu Nanqing is very clear about Tang poetry.
"If he hasn’t changed, how can he marry another woman? And all of a sudden, I had no idea. I don’t think I would have known if a friend hadn’t told me that Mo Chen took Mrs. Lin to the two engagement parties in Chisong! " Tang poetry complained that he was cheated by Lin Mochen. "I went abroad for further study to make myself better and deserve him more, didn’t I?"
"I like Mo Chen since I was a child, but he is very clever and abnormal. He is very capable of doing everything well. I just told myself that I must keep refueling and study hard from all sides to grow up to the best condition, so that I can be qualified to say that I love him. But what does he know that my mind knows that I love him, but he still has to do this to me? I don’t! "
"South tell me who is Mrs. Lin? Which darling daughter is someone I know? " Tang poetry is no longer taboo and asks him directly.
She didn’t know that she passed Lu You just now, that is to say, Mrs. Lin.
"Tang poems are all private affairs of ink, and I will answer you instead of him." Gu Nan leans slender and crosses his fingers, and a pair of phoenix eyes are deep.
"Can’t you even tell me the truth?" Tang poetry moth eyebrows tightened their eyes with mist. "You know I like Mo Chen for many years … I’ve been waiting for him to look back at me one day. Do you have the heart to watch me get hurt and cheated?"
"Tang poetry, you also saw what the report said, so you should accept it and face the reality, right?" Gu Na persuaded her to calm her down. She was very excited. "Mo never lied to you. His love for you is not that men and women like him. His feelings for you are just that of his brother and sister. He never asked you to become better than excellent and match him, didn’t he? All this is your own imagination … Tang poetry is that you don’t want to accept ink, and you don’t like it for men and women. If you had accepted it earlier, you wouldn’t have gone on to study … Love is not a match, but a fit, a love or not. "
"No, I don’t listen to you. I don’t listen to Mo Chen. He was so kind to me when he was a child. I don’t believe that he was so rude to me. He must have hidden worries …" Tang poetry stubbornly put his hands over his ears and refused to listen to these cruel words. "I don’t believe Gu Nanqing!"
"Well, since you don’t believe me, you must come and ask me again?" Gu Nan looked at her beautiful face with tears in her eyes. "If Tang poetry doesn’t want to be so painful, let it go. Give yourself some ink. If you really want him, don’t disturb the ink life and let him live in peace, okay?"
"I can’t let go." Tang poetry took a deep breath and raised my hand to wipe a wet corner of my eye, then smiled like a flower and showed strong "I won’t give up so easily."
Gu Nanqing felt that all she said was nonsense. "Tang poetry hopes you can calm down and be rational, and don’t do anything irrational to Mrs. Mo."
"Nanqing, thank you, I think, but I have loved Mo for so many years. How can I be content if I don’t work hard once?" Tang poetry eyes are unwilling.
"Tang poetry you bitter like this? Such a painful person can be yourself! " Gu Nanqing has no bad impression on Tang poetry. She is a natural young lady, lively, cheerful, beautiful and charming. She has always insisted on this matter: "Tang poetry is so well-born and your external conditions are so good. What kind of man are you looking for?" You can look back at those men who have been pursuing you. They may have neglected the one who really loves you. "
"Gu Nanqing, please stop. I know what I should do." Tang poetry put on her sunglasses again and covered her reddish eyes. "I’ll leave you alone."
Tang poetry got up and carried a black small backpack with a small pink pompom hanging on it, which was very beautiful and lovely.
"Don’t touch the Tang poetry, does she know?" Gu Na looked at her back and woke her up again.
Tang poetry took a step, but did not look back or answer Gu Nanqing and left his office alone.
Gu Nanqing felt that things were really complicated.
Tang poetry really liked Lin Mo-chen from an early age, and it was good for everyone to play together when he was a child.
Tang poetry is much better than Lu Yu in all aspects, and it can also bring greater help to Lin Mo-chen’s career. Men who want to marry Tang poetry can say that Tang poetry is destined not to come with Lin Mo-chen.
Think about it, some people feel sorry for the Tang poetry. They like it for more than 20 years, and suddenly a man marries someone else without any warning or psychological preparation. She is still the last one to know that no one has such a good psychological quality. He hopes that the Tang poetry can think calmly and don’t conflict with Lin Mo-chen.
Tang poetry left the star media and drove his red Ferrari convertible to the south of the city.
South of the city is one of the famous families in the urban society.
The richest and most famous place here is Lin Jia-Lin’s Manor, which is located in this gorgeous Feili Mountain. The ink garden of Lin Mochen is also the first one, and the ink garden and Lin’s villa are far from each other.
Tang poetry galloped around the mountain road in a sports car, lush and green, pouring into his eyes, and even his breath was particularly fresh and refreshing.
She drove 120 yards, and the fierce wind poured in, blowing her long hair up like undulating waves.
Tang poetry bit his lip and endured the sting of his heart until he reached the door of Linshi Manor.
She honked the horn, and someone opened the door for her. She drove in from the door and walked along the wide main road. The main road was lined with tall and prosperous trees, and the main road was covered with fresh green, and the broken gold face jumped over.
Lin’s manor is built in Jiangnan garden style, and it is antique everywhere, with a strong antique taste, as if it had entered the aristocratic family in ancient times.
Tang poetry parked her car at the entrance of the villa. She got out of the car neatly and then walked up the steps. At the gate, a servant dressed in clothes made a respectful way to her, "Hello Miss Tang."
Tang poetry is not in the mood to ignore them. They just walked in, crossed the hall, bypassed the huge landscape painting screen of China and entered the living room.
Ping Bo, the housekeeper of Lin family, is watching the servant cleaning at the door of the stairs.
"Where’s Grandpa Pingbo?" Tang poetry walks over
Pingbo, the "Miss Poet", was a little surprised to see Tang poetry appear at home. Isn’t she abroad? Why did you come to Lin’s house? "I’ll call her for you in the master’s backyard."
"I can’t find him myself." Tang poetry went to the backyard from the back door of the living room.
Looking at the backyard of Tang poetry, Lin Shiguang, who is teasing the birds, looks very energetic in a Tang suit.
Tang poetry called "Grandpa" sweetly before a trot.
Lin Shigemitsu was attracted by this call and saw the Tang poem "Poetry … how did you come back?" Didn’t you stay well in America? How did this come back so suddenly? "
He wanted to wait for Lin Mo-chen and Lu You to come back after things were handled, which was affected. I didn’t expect her to come back before.
Lin Mo-chen cried, "Grandpa, you have to make decisions for me."
-digression–
There will be another watch later
He is valuable to me.
Tang poetry turned red when he spoke, and his bright eyes were filled with injustice and pain.
Lin Shigemitsu’s pupil contracted slightly, and the in the mind seems to have thought about Lin Mo-chen’s marriage, which has been known to her. This heart is somewhat nai.
He still did not move. "What’s going on? Who bullied my lovely poem? Say it, grandpa will make decisions for you. "
"I … I heard that Murchen got married, didn’t she?" Tang poetry bit his lip. "Grandpa, is this true? You tell me this is not really a lie! "
Tang poetry still doesn’t believe the report and Lin Mochen got married.
Lin Shigemitsu knew that paper couldn’t contain fire, and things couldn’t be hidden. Although he had let people lower the heat of the news, he didn’t want Tang poetry to know, but she still knew that even if he didn’t say anything, she would know from other places that there was no windtight wall in this world.