Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

After Jiang Qing followed Mo Yan to his new residence, she offered to help him treat the wound on the back of his hand.

She was actually not very familiar with these things, but his injuries were really eye-catching, and she didn't expect to be rejected by Mo Yan.

During this time, Mo Yan stroked her hair and asked her if she wanted to return home early, as there would be fewer dangers if she went back.

The danger in his eyes when he said this was no less than the threat from the so-called Mo family.

Jiang Qing stared into his eyes and didn't agree. Even if she went back, she would have to wait until the summer vacation was over. She couldn't leave Mo Yan here alone to face all those unpredictable situations.

After all, when Xiao Qi was in the country, those magic spells were ineffective against him.

Mo Yan, who appeared normal on the surface, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He always liked to prove at certain times that Jiang Qing cared about him.

He didn't know why Jiang Qing cared so much about his body, but he could only rely on this to deceive himself and restrain his impulses.

Soon Jiang Qing received a video message from her mother, saying that the college entrance examination results were out and she had scored in the top 100 in the province.

The school couldn't reach her by phone, so they finally called Jiang's mother, who also wanted Jiang Qing to go to their school.

"Where do you want to go, Qingqing?"

Mo Yan asked her from outside the camera, his emotions unclear.

"Just stay home."

"Okay, listen to Qingqing."

In the end, Jiang Qing decided to choose the best university in the city.

Mo Yan was busy for several days with blood and energy all over his body. The Mo family was almost completely wiped out, and he was too lazy to even glance at the remaining few small shrimps who couldn't make any waves.

During this period, his reputation in the outside world changed from an elegant and smiling tiger to a cold-faced devil. They all said that the new leader of the Mohist School was decisive and more courageous and ruthless than the previous generations.

He was also happy to bring out all the dirty secrets of the Mohist school that had been revealed.

There would not be Mo Yan in there. He was as clean as a blank sheet of paper, but was contaminated by Mo's things.

After settling the accounts of the Mo family, Mo Yan seemed to be in a good mood and he rarely thought about taking Jiang Qing out.

Jiang Qing always followed Mo Yan's lead on these matters and never refused him.

Perhaps it was because of this that Mo Yan was able to remain rational for Jiang Qing at this moment.

It was a sunny day, and the blue sky seemed to be washed clean without a single cloud. Mo Yan took Jiang Qing on a helicopter to see Niagara Falls. When Jiang Qing asked him to take her for a walk, he wanted to come.

But he had just recovered from a serious injury, and the water vapor from the waterfall was too humid, which was not conducive to the recovery of his wounds, so the proposed plan was rejected by Su He.

Now that everything has been settled here and his gunshot wound has almost healed, he is ready to take Jiang Qing back home, but he also remembered that Jiang Qing said he wanted to stay here to see more of this matter, so he came here today while the weather was good.

The huge water flow from the waterfall rushes down from a great height like a galloping horse, making a deafening roar, which along with the sound of the turning helicopter propellers hits the ears.

The water splashes, forming a hazy mist that rises to the air. The white water splashes envelop the deep blue sea. The sunlight shines on the mist, refracting a colorful rainbow across the waterfall.

When Mo Yan saw the rainbow, he could clearly hear the sound with just the communication headset, but he still chose to lean closer to Jiang Qing's ear and said, "Qingqing, I heard that if you see a rainbow and make a wish, it can really come true."

At this time, Jiang Qing's hair was blown messy by the open window of the helicopter. When she heard the sound, she turned her head and looked at Mo Yan with sincere eyes.

"Then I make a wish, hoping that Mo Yan will be healthy and live a long life."

As soon as the words fell, they were blown away by the wind and fell back onto Mo Yan's heart.

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly turned red. He knew that Jiang Qing was just simply blessing him and had no other intentions.

But he does.

I think about her all the time, every moment.

He is indeed a lunatic, Mo Yan thought.

He let out a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but put his arms around the back of Jiang Qing's neck, wanting to kiss her madly.

Jiang Qing was startled and reached out to push him away, but her hands and body were restrained even more tightly, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

But the expected kiss did not fall on her all over. Jiang Qing opened her eyes, and at this time Mo Yan's nose brushed across her nose.

The stubbornness in his eyes was suppressed desperately, and his eyes looked a little sad.

She heard Mo Yan say hoarsely, "I'm sorry, Qingqing."

Behind them was the azure sky connected to the deep blue sea. A dreamlike rainbow hooked onto the ends of Jiang Qing's hair, and the rising mist transformed into gorgeous gauze, as if it was the ending of a sweet fairy tale.

...

After clearing out the Mo family, Mo Yuanshan had always wanted to see Mo Yan. He found several excuses in succession but was rejected one by one. He didn't have any feelings for Mo Yuanshan, not even the most basic hatred or resentment. His purpose of approaching Mo Yuanshan from the beginning was for Jiang Qing.

But it might be because Mo Yuanshan had been fickle and heartless for too long in his life, and when he was old and dying, he wanted to think about his family and wanted to see his children enjoying his company.

How can there be so many perfect solutions in the world? After he gave up all his power and choices, the rest had already become castles in the air.

Smith harassed Mo Jia almost every day when he was abroad. This was not at all like the behavior of a wealthy family.

So after explaining the rest of the things, Mo Yan took Jiang Qing back to the country, not wanting to stay any longer.

The news of Mo Yan's return soon reached everyone's ears. Now his momentum is incomparable to before. A year ago, he came back to take care of Jiang Qing, and was invited to various parties to drink and chat. Everyone tried to call him Mr. Yan, but he humbly declined, and no one forced it anymore. But now it is different. Everyone who sees him calls him Mr. Yan, and it sounds better than singing.

In a villa in the bustling city, Li Qianxue sat alone in the house arranging flowers after receiving the news that Mo Yan had returned. The table was filled with wisteria and hydrangeas, and she didn't even notice someone coming behind her.

"Flower arranging again? You seem to have developed a new hobby during this period." The man's voice was clear and gentle, as if he was worried about disturbing the person in front of him.

Li Qianxue stopped what she was doing when she heard the voice, without looking back: "I'm just a little interested." She inserted a flower in the corner, then turned around and smiled charmingly.

"How come you have time to come to my place today?"

"Jiang... Mo Yan is back." The man moved a chair to the side and sat down leisurely. He looked very thin, but not frail. He had a delicate and feminine look. The veins on his wrists were clear, and you could see the tight muscles wrapped around his bones. His slightly sick face showed no expression. "Your father asked me to come."

"Qi Ziyi, don't always talk about your dad and my dad. Also, don't use the old man to pressure me."

"He asked you to go find Mo Yan, would you not go?"

"I don't know what's so good about him. It's fine if he's just obsessed with the old man. I think he's old and confused. Even you..."

He stopped talking, knowing that Li Qianxue would be unhappy again if he mentioned it.

He and Li Qianxue are siblings, one takes his father's surname and the other takes his mother's surname. Unfortunately, he has been sick since he was born. Li Qianxue was originally only interested in scientific research when she was in college, but because of her poor health, she could not follow Li Songqing into business. Li Qianxue had to carry the huge business for him.

Li Qianxue didn't respond to him, so he picked up a wisteria flower from the table and started to break off the petals.

“He is a very nice person with great abilities.”

"You haven't seen him. If you have seen him, you will know."

"I don't care about you at all, sis."

Hearing this, Li Qianxue frowned and moved her lips slightly, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Her infatuation with Mo Yan was no secret in the Li family. Qi Ziyi put the flower with a few petals folded back on the table and walked to Li Qianxue with a paranoid look in his eyes.

"Sister, do you really only like him?"

Li Qianxue avoided his gaze and sighed softly, "Otherwise, are you going to pray to the gods for me?"

Qi Ziyi was weak and sickly, so Mrs. Li helped him donate money to pray for blessings and repair temples in suburban temples since he was a child, and often took him to stay in the temples for a while.

Sometimes people always place their hopes on something illusory.

Qi Ziyi didn't say anything. After he looked away, he returned to his sickly look and spoke lazily.

"How do you know if it works if you don't try..."

The clean tip of the shoe rolled over the wisteria petals that fell to the ground.