It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

After not hearing a response for a long time, Lin Shuyu was a little anxious, and knocked on the door vigorously: "Yangyang, are you at home?"

Lin Shuyu's heart panicked all of a sudden. When he returned to the company in the afternoon, he learned that Mo Ningxuan and Lin Yang had a conflict.

After that, he called Lin Yang many times, but Lin Yang didn't answer.

Just when he was thinking that Lin Yang might not be at home, he suddenly heard a loud "boom" in the house.

Like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Lin Shuyu's footsteps that were just about to move away suddenly stopped.

"Yangyang! Are you at home? Open the door!" Lin Shuyu knocked on the door more vigorously.

He regretted a little, regretting why he hadn't rushed back to the company earlier.

Just when Lin Shuyu was about to call the police in a hurry, the door was suddenly opened.

"Yangyang!"

Seeing Lin Yang appearing behind the door, Lin Shuyu frowned slightly as he smelled of alcohol.

"Why did you drink so much wine?" Lin Yang was already dizzy from drinking, and now Lin Shuyu, who was looking outside the door, also felt that others were shaking.

"Brother—hiccup, why are you here?" Lin Yang hiccupped and actually laughed.

Seeing his sister's appearance, Lin Shuyu felt distressed and angry at the same time.

He quickly entered the door, and supported Lin Yang, who was almost unsteady, to sit on a chair beside him.

It was dark inside, and none of the lights were turned on.

Lin Shuyu turned on the light, the balcony door was wide open, and the cool wind came in, making Lin Shuyu shiver uncontrollably, and the curtains fluttered in the night wind.

A bottle of wine was poured on the ground, and some scarlet liquid was dripping on the ground, like blood.

Lin Yang actually drank a whole bottle of wine, Lin Shuyu couldn't help pressing his forehead.

But Lin Yang, who was already sitting on the chair, began to cry, shaking to get up, "I want to drink, wine—"

Just after closing the balcony door, when he turned around, he saw Lin Yang shaking and about to fall again.

"Hey, be careful." Lin Shuyu hurried forward and supported Lin Yang.

Lin Yang in his arms was drunk, and the smell of alcohol made Lin Shuyu almost unable to open his eyes.

He couldn't help but sighed, feeling that he hated iron but felt uncomfortable, so he couldn't get angry at Lin Yang, so he could only patiently say in a gentle voice, "Sit down first, and I'll pour water for you, okay?"

Just now I pushed Lin Yang to sit on the chair, but I saw her muttering as if she was dissatisfied, "No."

"I want to drink." He actually stood up again.

Lin Shuyu was angry and funny at the same time, and couldn't help but said: "You haven't drunk much now, and you will feel better tomorrow morning."

"I don't—" Lin Yang raised his head.

The two blushes on his face looked a little funny, Lin Shuyu sighed, and pressed Lin Yang to sit down.

He just returned from pouring a glass of water and wanted to pass it to Lin Yang.

"Well--"

Lin Yang covered his mouth suddenly, and ran to the toilet with his last remaining rationality.

Seeing this, Lin Shuyu quickly put down the water cup in his hand, followed Lin Yang to the toilet, and saw that she had fallen asleep leaning against the wall.

I couldn't help but sighed, my younger sister was too emotional.

……

When Lin Yang woke up again, it was already early the next morning.

It seems to be a good weather, the sun outside the window is dazzling.

Upon waking up, Lin Yang felt a headache that was about to burst, as if someone was stabbing his brain with a needle.

The pain made Lin Yang cover his head subconsciously, feeling a little nauseous.

What happened to yourself?
"Hiss—" Lin Yang groaned in pain.

Suddenly remembered that he drank a lot of wine last night, and then——

Lin Yang suddenly remembered that Lin Shuyu had been here, but he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

His throat was a little dry, Lin Yang saw the water on the bedside cabinet, and just as he was about to pick it up, he saw a note.

"I have to go to the company. There are steamed buns in the kitchen. You can eat them after reheating." ——Brother.

It was the note left by Lin Shuyu, and it seemed that it was not his own hallucination.

Lin Yang suddenly felt warm in his heart, and sat on the bed for a while before he finally felt better.

Slowly got up, touched the kitchen, but found that she had no appetite.

After drinking a glass of water, he was taken aback when he saw the empty wine bottle in the trash can.

It turned out that I actually drank a whole bottle of wine yesterday, no wonder I felt a splitting headache.

But his thoughts seemed uncontrollable, Lin Yang thought of Mo Ningxuan who gave him this bottle of wine.

"Go away, I don't want to see you again."

Mo Ningxuan's cold tone seemed to be still echoing in his ears, like Hong Zhong's deafening tone.

Lin Yang covered his ears and screamed, "Don't. Don't. Don't—"

Like a long torture, it took Lin Yang a long time to react, his chest was heaving violently.

Tears do not know when has flowed down the face, cool.

Lin Yang wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, and decided to go to Lin's.

Looking at the haggard self in the mirror, Lin Yang wanted to laugh a little, because he was just a joke from the beginning to the end.

Smiling and laughing, Lin Yang felt his eyes heat up, and raised his head quickly, not wanting to let the tears flow out.

When I arrived at Lin's, I realized that the whole company seemed a bit unusual, and the employees on the entire 12th floor were gathered together.

Even Xiao Zhou was at the door of the CEO's office with a sneaky expression.

Lin Yang was still in a daze, trying to make himself look normal, "What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhou's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he stuttered, "President, President, director, why are you here?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Yang frowned slightly, as if realizing something.

After the people around saw Lin Yang, their expressions became a little embarrassed, "Director."

Lin Yang didn't have time to pay attention to the strange faces of this group of people. Seeing that Xiao Zhou had nothing to say, he pushed the door open and went in.

The people in the house made Lin Yang stunned at the door.

Mo Ningxuan and Lin Shuyu were sitting opposite each other, both of them looked indifferent, the difference was that Lin Shuyu seemed a little annoyed.

The look in the eyes seemed to be burning with anger.

Lin Yang, who watched this scene, suddenly regretted why she pushed the door in. She was afraid and retreated.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

But Mo Ningxuan, who had his back to the door, turned his head at this moment, and his eyes darkened slightly when he saw Lin Yang.

"Very good, everyone who should come has arrived now." Mo Ningxuan said leisurely.

As if seeing some unimportant person, he turned around and looked at Lin Shuyu, "Boss Lin, can we start now?"

Being ignored so easily, Lin Yang only felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed.

The pain was so numb, the man's figure was still as tall and handsome as before, but it was not the one he knew well in his memory.

Lin Yang was suddenly a little scared and didn't want to face it.

But Lin Shuyu felt distressed seeing Lin Yang like this, he knew what Lin Yang looked like.

Sometimes, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. Rather than being troubled by such pain all the time, it is better to cut the mess quickly.

Thinking about it, Lin Shuyu called to stop Lin Yang who was about to leave.