Chapter 1113
At about eight o'clock in the evening, Zhong Yang and Muya left the Longting hotel.
Near the time when time is quiet, the two people can see that the door of time is full of people in black suits.
A lot of people were watching.
And the customers in the shop come out from the inside again and again, while the clerks are all apologetic, sending the guests out and apologizing constantly.
Zhong Yang's car slowly drove to the quiet door of the years and stopped.
"Boss, Mr. Zhong, you are back."
When the shop assistants saw Zhong Yang's car, they were all around as if they had seen a savior.
Moya got out of the car first. She looked at the people in black standing at the door and asked one of the clerks, "what happened?"
Those people in black are all your family's subordinates. When they saw Muya, they all shouted with one voice: "Miss mu."
Muya glanced at them and waited for the clerk to answer her.
"Boss, it's Mr. Zhan who is coming. Mr. Zhan's mood is very bad. He brings these people here and lets them block at the door. No one else is allowed to enter. The guests inside are also driven out by him. Mr. Zhan doesn't allow us to call you, so he will unplug the phone line when he comes in. As long as anyone dares to call, he will take our cell phone away. "
Muya was so angry at Zhan Peng's actions that she squeezed two words out of her mouth:" bandit! "
Then go in with Zhong Yang.
There was only Zhan Peng alone. He drove all the guests out of Muya and kept the time quiet.
Years of quiet good originally quiet, forced by him to clear, become more quiet.
He wants to use the quiet years to calm his restlessness.
When he forced to clear the venue, even if it was quiet, he found his impatience was still strong.
"Give me two strong cups of pure coffee. I'll have coffee if I don't sleep tonight."
Soon, two thick cups of coffee were heavily placed in front of him, and he angrily scolded, "what attitude?" Looking up, he found that it was the coffee that Muya had sent in person. He quickly smiled, "Muya, I am not scolding you."
"The person you just scolded is me. Even if you don't scold me and scold my assistant, you are beating me in the face of being a boss."
Muya stands in front of Zhanpeng. "Zhanpeng, this is not the place for you to vent. If you feel in a bad mood, you can beat sandbags and make sure that you can vent your dissatisfaction overnight."
"Muya, I'm not I just want to be quiet. "
"Peace of mind. No one can influence you when you are in a busy city. Even if you are the only one in the world, you can't be quiet."
Zhan Peng stopped talking, silently took up his coffee and drank it with a big mouth.
After a cup of coffee, he said, "I'll give you money. Tonight, you can give me your time when it's quiet."
Muya gave him a white eye, and then sat down in front of him. "Zhanpeng, it's not a problem of money, it's not a problem that can make your heart calm. You need to find out the real reason why you are upset, and then you can solve the problem."
Zhan Peng said nothing and continued to drink a second cup of coffee.
Mu Yading looks at him, knowing why Zhan Peng is upset because Ling Yue is going to have a blind date tomorrow.
Mingming loves Lingyue deeply, but she says she wants to marry her.
Sometimes Moya thinks Zhanpeng is a poor smoker.
He is wonderful to her, not love. She can feel that his kindness to her is different from Zhongyang's kindness to her. Everything Zhongyang does for her can reveal his affection, but Zhanpeng's is pure.
How many years must a love be buried
how many days must a letter be delayed
how much pain must two hearts endure
before they can fully understand each other
you should understand my love
although I have never confessed to you
for many years, I have silently cared for you deeply
why You can't understand that it's my long-term expectation that I won't give up your love
……
Years of quiet inside the original melodious music, listening to people can relax, but now it is replaced by the classic sad song Li Maosheng sang, "late love.".
The song changer is Zhong Yang.
When the song with countless regrets rings, Zhan Peng stops drinking coffee, leans back in his chair and listens quietly.
Then, his face became whiter and whiter, and his hands became fists.
Lingyue never confessed to him, but Lingyue has feelings for him, and Lingyue has been caring for him silently for many years. Doesn't he understand?
Although Lingyue will not walk into the wedding hall with others tomorrow, she will go into the wedding hall with others' hands if he goes on like this.
What he can do then is to sing "late love"
it's sad, with regret.
If two people can be honest with each other, how can they come to "late love"?
when the other party is going to enter the wedding hall, you can tell him that it's too late, just like the song is sung, and you are not willing to give up, which is always expected, but it can't be reserved, otherwise it will be unspoken harm to the other party.
This song also makes Muya deep in thought.
Will she and Zhong Yang get to that point?
"Late love" is a sad song echoing over and over again in the quiet years.
Zhong Yang did not come near, quietly looking at Mu Ya and Zhan Peng.
When Zhan Peng suddenly stood up, he breathed a sigh.
"Muya, I have something urgent to do. Let's go first. I will supply you ten times as much as I have lost by my coming. " Zhan Peng left a word and hurried out.
Zhong Yangmu took him out.
Soon, those people in black outside were taken away by Zhan Peng.
On the way back to the Celebrity Garden, Zhan Peng called his subordinates and immediately helped him to dispatch a private plane. He wanted to fly back to city B all night. Lingyue should never be allowed to have a blind date with others.
"Boss, I'm sorry, the private planes are all in use at present. They can't be dispatched for the time being. They need to wait until tomorrow."
The answer from his subordinates made Zhan Peng furious again.
He ignored his good adoptive father. Needless to say, he must have been the devil of his adoptive father.
"Is the adoptive father back?"
"No, the owner is using a private plane."
Zhan Peng frowned. "The young master will go to school tomorrow. Why does he go back to city B?"
"The young master didn't go back. He just bought some potted flowers and transferred a private plane to send them back to city B to Miss Ling Yue. He said that she could raise flowers and make grass to kill time."
Zhan Peng has a black face.
A few potted flowers, call a few private planes!
Who else can do such a thing?
Is that little guy on purpose?
"Book a ticket back to city B for me at the airport right away."
"Good."
Zhanpeng hung up the phone, who knows that a few minutes later, his subordinates called him, or the bad news, "boss, tonight's flight to city B has been sold out."
Zhanpeng:
It's the rhythm of death.
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