"I thought you really wanted to die alone or be with Song Yu. After all, that girl is the only one who doesn't care about your lonely life."
Zhang Lingyue said seriously, with some sigh in her tone, but more ridicule, especially the words "don't care".
From childhood to childhood, many girls were scared away by the young master's life style. Only Song Yu, the girl, thought he would really be with Song Yu in the future, but he didn't expect that another girl broke his life style.
And now Song Yu is back.
There will be a good play in the future.
Say that Song Yu, in fact, they all know that the girl doesn't really treat Si Moyan.
If it were true, she would not have chosen to leave at that time, and now she will come back when he has just reached his age and solved his lonely life.
Although the purpose of her doing so is not so obvious, it is not difficult to guess.
It's nothing more than taking Si Moyan as a spare tire. Now that the spare tire has a master and has passed the deadline of life, she's uncomfortable. Of course, she'll come back to stir up the situation. Moreover, Si Moyan is now in a mess in the eyes of outsiders. He is also the Si family. This identity alone can crush a large area.
Although he knows Song Yu's virtue, it doesn't prevent him from making fun of Si Moyan.
Who let this good friend either not open a peach blossom, or open a bad mess.
His red Luan star is really not an ordinary rough.
Zhang Lingyue looked at Si Moyan jokingly, but Si Moyan looked up and gave him a cold look.
But he said very seriously, "I don't know who Song Yu is, but Gu qiaoyue is your sister-in-law."
"Sister in law?!" Zhang Lingyue said with a shocked look.
This is really moving.
However, master's calculation of the life style is very accurate. Since the life style has been broken now, the person who broke his life style must have made him move his heart, otherwise the life style can't be broken.
Ignoring Zhang Lingyue's shocked appearance, Si Moyan urged again:
"Hurry back. I'll go up the mountain tomorrow. You'd better persuade your master before going up the mountain."
When he finished, he ignored Zhang Lingyue.
Zhang Lingyue was shocked and silently remembered the name Gu qiaoyue in her heart.
He was curious about what kind of woman could move his good friend like Luocha in the eyes of outsiders.
Zhang Lingyue left. Si Moyan put down his documents and dialed the phone with an ugly face.
"Help me keep an eye on Song Yu. Yes, keep an eye on her, and then pay attention to the movements of the Song family."
Song Yu, she dares to move the little girl as soon as she comes back!
It's about the little girl, which makes him have to guard and be careful.
He had always felt unusual about boss Huang, but he never thought it was her pen.
Si Moyan continued to be busy.
In the evening, the phone at my desk rang.
"Mo Yan, you've been back for so long. When will you go home for dinner?"
This is the voice of he ronghua.
Si Moyan thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back later."
He has been back to the capital for a few days, but he has been busy with all kinds of things and hasn't gone back yet.
And he will go back to Daqing when he invites Zhang Tianhe tomorrow. He should go back and have a look before he goes back.
"OK, OK, hurry up, your boy. Mrs. Wang made you your favorite dumpling."
"Well, I see."
Hung up the phone, looked at the time, and Si Moyan drove back.
He has been in Mohs group since he came back. In the eyes of others, he is just a small general manager of Mohs group.
The legitimate descendants of the Si family work under the hands of others, which makes the sons of the Si family look down on him. When they see him, they all look down on him.
If you want to say how much these sons of the Si family respected him in the past, now these sons of the Si family despise him.
Because he was once their goal, they all imagined him learning to become a leader in the army, but he chose to retire.
It's just retirement. You have to make a career outside.
But he was a legitimate son of the tangsi family, but he ran out to find a job and work for others. No one wanted to run. Finally, he only became a general manager in a newly rising Mohs.
What is the general manager?
In the heart of the proud family children, they are the children who work for others.
Sima Yan, a military leader they admire and respect, has become a migrant worker in other people's homes. How can they accept it.
From the initial unacceptable to the final contempt and hatred.
Si Moyan drove all the way back to Si's courtyard.
When I stopped the car and walked to the Si family courtyard, the Si family's children pointed and talked as soon as they saw him.
One of the younger generation walked towards this side with his neck stuck, pointed to him and said, "our general manager is back. This car is equipped by the company, but it really... Deserves your identity."
Si Moyan looked at him indifferently and was ready to leave without saying anything.
But the man went up and stopped him, saying with disdain:
"I really thought I was the former special team leader. I really lost our family. If a good special team leader doesn't do it, he will go to work for others. It's embarrassing. You don't deserve to be our own children."
Si Moyan just looked at him indifferently, didn't speak, just raised his feet and was about to leave.
At this time, a voice behind him sounded again: "Xiao Ye, how did you talk? That's your brother."
Hearing this sound, Si Moyan paused, looked stiff, and then raised his feet and left.
The voice behind him again said softly, "Mo Yan, you're back."
Sima Yan ignored him and walked away.
The young man called Xiao Ye pointed to Si Moyan's back and said to the man, "little uncle, look at him. He's really arrogant. What's he? He's not a member of the army. He's still so..."
"Shut up!" the Secretary drank for the military calendar.
Lin immediately keeps silent and carefully lowers his head, afraid to see him.
"You haven't said his qualification!" Si Weijun said coldly, turned and left. His body was straight, his fists hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched together, his face was ugly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Long after Si Weijun left, Xiao Ye dared to look up, silently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and patted his chest with palpitation.
God, my little uncle is getting more and more terrible.
He looked at the direction Si Moyan left again, disdaining it in his heart, and his face was also a haze.
He silently shook his fist and looked at Si Moyan's eyes with some anger.
Does he still think he is the leader of the family?
I dare to show him face, but it's just a waste who quit the competition.
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