Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 096, Yan, happy new year [three shifts]

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Ji Ruonan.

The last call was a week ago.

The time is half an hour.

Mo Shangyun glanced at the very long call log, but he didn't bother to look at the date, so he directly backed it out.

She really doesn't remember who Ji Ruonan is. It's like, she doesn't remember Lin Qi.

However, in her opinion, it doesn't make much difference-anyway, there is no characteristic that impresses her.

As for how close I am with Yan Tianxing, it is not under her jurisdiction.

Find the first number in the address book.

Remarks: A.

Mo Shangyun clicked in and sent a text message to A.

——【Payment password. 】

After sending successfully, I lost my phone, stood up, and went into the bedroom again.

In less than five minutes, she pretended to be dressed in casual clothes.

A turtleneck sweater is paired with jeans, a pair of slippers stepped on her feet, and a brown cloak in her hand.

Mo Shangyun's face is rather gloomy.

Back on the sofa, throwing the cloak away, Mo Shangyun picked up the phone again and looked at it and found that Yan Tianxing had already returned the message.

A string of numbers, concise and clear.

——【Lend you a coat to wear. 】

——[Not satisfied with the preparation? 】

——[Hmm. 】

——【I will come back and bring you a new one. 】

Avoided the topic of asking her to "borrow" the coat.

It's deep meaning, surprisingly, but I guess it's seven or eight.

Anyway, she didn't refuse her "borrow".

Mo Shangyun didn't reply again, he called for a car with his mobile phone software, then glanced at him, and fell on the brown cloak beside him, his face turned black again.

Hang tassels, lace edges, cute style.

She is not a picky person, but this style is her culprit.

What's more, this is not a desperate situation. With choices, she... is quite principled.

Retracting his gaze, Mo Shangyun turned around and entered Yan Tianxing's room.

Not long after, I put on a large black coat, answered the call from the driver, and went out with his mobile phone.

*

Mo Shangyun grew up in this city.

It’s just that my childhood experience is a bit special and I’m not familiar with it here.

But--

There are still some old acquaintances.

Fortunately, the driver did not cheat her on the road, and extended a very "concerned" greeting to her who went out for the Chinese New Year.

By the third sentence, Mo Shangyun realized that he was suspecting that he had run away from home.

Anyway, being idle is also being idle, and Mo Shangyun followed his meaning all the way.

I didn’t think, the driver felt that he had guessed correctly. The more he got to the back, the more excited he became. With his rich imagination, Shengsheng described to Mo Shangyun a "love-hate entanglement between a young girl and a scumbag." "The complex story is also mixed with the intervention of a third party and the obstruction of both parents.

Mo Shangyun was as interesting as hearing the story, but he didn't interrupt him.

After he described the story almost, he began to persuade Mo Shangyun to stay away from the scumbag as soon as possible based on the story of his daughter meeting the scumbag.

It took two hours to say this.

Continue to drive the car to the destination.

At the end, the driver persuaded her, "Girl, have you divided up earlier, she looks so beautiful, and I'm afraid I can't find someone who treats you sincerely?"

Mo Shangyun pulled the car door, listening to what he said, guessing that he would have to react a little, so he glanced at him extremely sincerely and nodded, "Okay."

The driver immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and his brows were instantly happy.

It's like... if my daughter agreed to break up with the scumbag.

Mo Shangyun couldn't help but froze.

If I remember correctly, the driver's daughter, who is still with the scumbag, is now married, but has a bad time.

These things are a little far away from her, just listen to it, it can be seen that the driver is so worried...

"Thank you." She said softly, thanking her.

The driver hurriedly said: "No need, no, you can drive as long as you want."

Mo Shangyun glanced at him, then got out of the car.

She walked into an alley.

As everyone knows, the driver felt pity for her when she walked to such a remote place.

……

Near the alley is a middle school. There are snack shops along the road, as well as clothing stores, stationery stores, bookstores, etc. It is very lively during school, but during the winter and summer vacations, most of the stores will be closed.

It's New Year's Eve, the day of family reunion, and this street is even more desolate and bleak.

Mo Shangyun walked very slowly.

She didn't come to be nostalgic, nor did she go to middle school here, but her eyes were used to observation, and when the time was not in a hurry, she paid more attention.

Half through the alley, she saw a shop with its door open.

The pace stopped.

This is a noodle restaurant, selling noodles, chaos, dumplings, and occasionally fried two small dishes. It's the same as an ordinary store, it's not very high-end, and it's not even too clean.

Small storefront, the door is open, and there is a warm yellow light inside. It is a bit dark. On the right side of the facade is a small kitchen. All the food is prepared there. There is a small path to enter on the left. There are tables and chairs for guests to sit and eat noodles in the shop.

At this moment, someone is busy in the kitchen.

Middle-aged man, in his early forties, with a short head, tall, unshaven, unshaven.

But such a person is seriously making dumplings.

"Uncle Chen."

Mo Shangyun walked into Guangli and stood outside the door, squinting slightly, with a smile in his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Chen Lu's fingers pressed hard, almost puncturing the dumpling.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Mo Shangyun standing outside.

In the cold wind, Mo Shangyun stood in front, wearing a long windbreaker, loose enough to fit, she put her hands in her pockets, stood in the dim light, raised her eyebrows and smiled at him.

"Little girl film, you..." Chen Lu was a little at a loss for a while and asked her in astonishment, "Why are you here."

"Come and have dumplings."

Mo Shangyun walked into the store.

Stopping his hands, Chen Lu looked at her strangely, "No, you are in the capital... why didn't you go home for the New Year?"

"I don't know at home."

"Is this the reason?!" Chen Lu suddenly raised his brows, his tone a little heavy.

For the New Year's Day, she doesn't even go home, this girl... really has a conflict with her dad? !

Mo Shangyun touched his nose, "Then I'm leaving."

After speaking, I really turned around and walked out.

"Come back!"

Chen Lu shouted to her badly.

Shrugging, Mo Shangyun stopped and turned to look at him sideways, "I'm hungry."

Neither is Chen Luqi, nor is he smiling. He pointed inside, "Sit inside and pour a cup of hot tea to satisfy your hunger. The dumplings will be ready later."

Mo Shangyun was also obedient, and really walked in and sat down.

Pour himself a cup of tea in a familiar manner.

Choose a place to sit down, she raised her eyes and looked at Chen Lu who continued to make dumplings.

Two years ago, Chen Lu rented the store here and opened a noodle shop.

He is a veteran. It is said that when he first joined the army, he was assigned to the cooking class. His best skill is pasta. Mo Shangyun has known him for ten years and he has never tasted his craftsmanship.

It's really good.

At the moment, he has no relatives and no reason. His parents passed away a few years ago, and there was little contact between relatives, and he did not marry a wife and have children. He was alone, and the Chinese New Year was not new. For him, it was just the difference between whether he had guests or not.

Knowing that he won't close the door at this time, Mo Shangyun came over for a meal.

Fearing that she was really hungry, Chen Lu’s speed of making dumplings accelerated a lot. In less than ten minutes, he came over with two bowls of cooked dumplings.

At this time, Mo Shangyun had already put out a few small dishes with the sauce for the dumplings, two of each.

Chen Lu sat down to the side and asked her, "Is the company down?"

"Hmm."

Mo Shangyun opened a pair of chopsticks.

"How is it?"

I sandwiched a dumpling and dipped it in hot sauce. After Mo Shangyun took a bite, he replied, "It's okay."

"Where?" Chen Lu ate dumplings.

"Xilan Military Region, 21st Army."

Chen Lu gave a pause, "Isn't your dad... why did you go there?"

It stands to reason that with Mo Shangyun's father's background, she should also stay in the Beijing Military Region.

"Random allocation."

Without further questioning, Chen Lu turned around and said, "The company will be busy during the New Year, why are you free to run here?"

"Do something, and I'll be back in two days." Mo Shangyun's answer was extremely perfunctory.

The two fell silent.

After a while, Chen Lu seemed to want to ask with certainty: "Really not going home?"

"No reply."

"Where do you live?"

"Friends' house."

"You..." Chen Lulu hesitated.

"Uncle Chen." Mo Shangyun interrupted him slowly.

"What?"

Mo Shangyun squinted at him, "You haven't been so long-winded before."

"..." Chen Lu paused, but couldn't help but said, "You really can't blame your dad for that."

This topic really can't get around.

Mo Shangyun paused, gave a dumpling to his mouth, and slowly finished eating.

After a while, she said: "No one blames him."

"Then you..."

"Afraid of trouble."

Chen Lu couldn't answer the conversation for a while.

Mo Shangyun is indeed afraid of trouble.

Thinking about it, I don't think it's interesting to mention it again and again, but Chen Lu doesn't say anything along this topic anymore.

The two talked about something else.

For example, Chen Lu’s business.

For example, Erlian’s Er Lengzi.

Chen Lu listened to her briefly summarizing the comprehensive strength of Xia Erlian, in an understatement, mixed with the helplessness of the group of fighting five scum, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It can be said that he grew up watching Mo Shangyun, but even he didn't understand Mo Shangyun's true ability.

This second investigative company...no, it should be said that the entire reconnaissance battalion encountered her, and I don't know if it was bad luck or luck.

While chatting, Mo Shangyun finished the dumplings and added a bowl of noodles, not even a drop of soup left.

When Chen Lu packed his dishes, he was a little surprised, "How long have you been hungry?"

"One day."

Mo Shangyun automatically ignored the apple that didn't add much energy.

"That's okay." Chen Lu let go of that worry.

Mo Shangyun ate and drank enough, stood up, "I'm leaving."

Chen Lu looked at her, but did not hold back, "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.

She didn't persuade Chen Lu to close the stall earlier, nor did Chen Lu question her too much.

Come and go, like a passing friend, and like a simple visitor. The old days are recounted during the meal, and no traces are left when they leave.

Chen Lu watched her leave this alley before re-entering the facade.

I thought, it’s not a bad thing to close the door early occasionally.

*

Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Mo Shangyun returned to Yan Tianxing's apartment.

Enter the password according to the memory, and the door opens smoothly.

I thought that Yan Tianxing hadn't come back, but I never thought that as soon as the door was opened, I saw the living room light turned on and it was very bright.

I raised my eyes and swept around, but saw no one, but found two bags on the sofa, which seemed to contain clothes.

It’s so late, and I don’t know where I bought it.

Enter the hallway, change your shoes, Mo Shangyun walks to the living room, and at the same time unbuttons his coat, after taking it off, he throws it directly on the sofa.

As soon as I lost it, I heard the phone buzzing and vibrating.

Starting at seven o'clock in the evening, the phone calls and text messages have been endless, and they all come to Yan Tianxing to "pay New Year's greetings".

Mo Shangyun didn't answer the phone, and the text message glanced at the notes, but didn't even click on it.

Later, she simply adjusted it to a shock, and glanced at it from time to time to see if Yan Tianxing had contacted her.

Now, it's ringing again.

There was a shock, probably a text message.

Mo Shangyun hesitated, and flipped the phone out of his pocket.

This time, the person who sent the message made her look more--

Ji Ruonan.

[Yan, Happy New Year. 】

The brows moved slightly, and Mo Shangyun moved his eyes slightly upwards, noting the time.

00:00.

The time is very accurate.

Staring at [Yan] for two seconds, Mo Shangyun felt a bit of a chill.

I just wanted to drop the phone, but suddenly I heard the door opening.

Looking through the sound, I found that the door of the study was opened, and Yan Tianxing was walking out of it.

Take off the windbreaker, revealing the white shirt and black slacks inside. Two buttons are unbuttoned under the collar, and two sleeves are rolled up. It is extremely casual and...sexy.

"Back?"

Yan Tianxing said, lazily glanced over her.

The corners of Mo Shangyun’s lips made a subtle arc, her fingers moved, and the phone turned twice in her hand. Then, she walked straight towards Yan Tianxing.

All the way to him.

"Here."

Give him the phone.

Yan Tianxing was suspicious and took the phone over.

Looking down, the screen is still on, and the latest text messages come into view.

Brows moved slightly.

Following, feeling the sinking of his shoulders, Mo Shangyun patted him on the shoulder, handing him a look with extreme "understanding", and then idly said: "I borrow the computer for use."

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Yan Ye's strength is dead...

*

Notice: Starting tomorrow, we will strive for two changes, the time is set at 10 am and 2 pm. However, in the bottle running naked, the time may not be so punctual, please forgive me.