Li Dai couldn’t believe all this without personally visiting the Mainland Group Headquarters.
Henry nodded, "If you want to go, let’s go together."
Mo Qishen took Ni Yang and left the villa.
The scenery near the villa was also beautiful, as the two walked leisurely on the romantic streets of France.
"Yangyang."
Since leaving the villa, Ni Yang hadn’t spoken a word, which made Mo Qishen a bit anxious.
"Hmm?" Ni Yang slightly raised her eyes.
Mo Qishen continued: "You’re not mad, are you?"
"Mad about what?" Ni Yang raised an eyebrow.
"About not telling you my real identity..."
Ni Yang laughed lightly, "There’s nothing to be mad about, but I was quite surprised to know that my boyfriend is the famous Mr. Mog!"
Mo Qishen felt a bit guilty, "Yangyang, I’m sorry, I was just about to find the right ti to tell you..."
"It’s okay, big brother Mo, I can understand you." Ni Yang held Mo Qishen’s hand, "Sotis when you look at the sa thing from different identities, you can see many different answers, and the answers you see are more real."
Under the disguise of being ’useless’, Mo Qishen experienced the world’s warmth and bitterness.
If he had always been Mr. Mog, Zhao Jingrong wouldn’t have broken off their engagent, and many people in Beijing wouldn’t have looked down on him.
This also confirms the saying.
Poverty is unnoticed in the bustling market, wealth in the remote mountains finds distant relatives.
Therefore, Ni Yang really understood Mo Qishen’s approach.
"Yangyang, do you really think that way?" Mo Qishen was sowhat surprised.
"Yes." Ni Yang nodded slightly, "Everyone has their own little secrets, it’s really not worth getting mad about." Just like her, she also had her own little secrets.
"Yangyang, thank you." Mo Qishen grasped Ni Yang’s hand tightly.
The first ti he saw Ni Yang, aside from finding her sowhat beautiful, he had no other feelings.
He had seen many beauties, and having seen too many, he had beco numb to it.
Later, the more he interacted with Ni Yang, the more he unconsciously beca attracted to her, and eventually, he completely fell in love and couldn’t extricate himself.
She was like a poppy, bright yet coldly glamorous, savory to the taste, addictive and unforgettable.
Ni Yang looked up at Mo Qishen, "Big brother Mo, actually I also have a little secret, but I can’t tell you now, will you be mad?"
"No." Mo Qishen shook his head without hesitation.
Even if Ni Yang never tells him, he won’t be mad.
All he needs to know is that Ni Yang loves him, everything else is trivial.
Mo Qishen truly didn’t mind, he didn’t even ask further.
Ni Yang smiled slightly, "Big brother Mo, when the ti is right, I will definitely tell you."
Mo Qishen nodded slightly, "Okay."
Ni Yang continued, "By the way, big brother Mo, Li Dai already knows your real identity, will he make it widely known when the ti cos and let everyone know?"
Mo Qishen said, "It’s only a matter of ti before it becos widely known, but not now. Don’t worry, I have a way to keep Li Dai quiet."
A re Li Dai is not worth his concern.
Ni Yang nodded, "That’s good."
In the afternoon, the two went to visit so attractions in F Country, and unexpectedly, it started to rain on their way back.
Neither of them had brought an umbrella, so Mo Qishen took off his suit jacket and held it over their heads.
Running in the rain brought a unique kind of joy.
The rain ca down quickly, and despite the suit as a shield, both of them were soaked through.
Ni Yang was wearing a white shirt today, which clung to her body when drenched by the rain, outlining her perfect curves, making even her collarbones visible.
Mo Qishen tried to look into Ni Yang’s eyes, awkwardly draped the suit over her, buttoning up each button tightly.
Ni Yang frowned slightly, "Your suit is wet, it’s very uncomfortable to wear."
Wearing a suit over a soaked shirt was indeed extrely uncomfortable!
"The hotel is just ahead, endure it for a little longer." Mo Qishen’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
"Mr. Mo, you’ve stayed overseas for so many years, how co your thinking is still so conservative? My clothes are just a bit wet, it’s not like I’m wearing nothing!"
Ni Yang, being a ticulous person, liked to wear a white camisole under her white shirt, so even though the shirt was wet from the rain, nothing could be seen below her chest.
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