A fashion queen

In truth, Mo Yunduo had heard all about Song Yuhang's recent experiences long beforehand, all from her second brother. She secretly wished she could meet Song Yuhang in person, offer him some comfort, hope he'd find a more positive perspective, and perhaps even help him think better. After all, deep down, Mo Yunduo considered Song Yuhang like a real brother, a close friend and a person they could talk to about anything.

"Aren't you afraid that your husband will be jealous about this?" Faced with such questioning, Mo Yunduo's face showed immense confidence and determination. She was full of trust in her husband, and her husband was also the same.

"Haha, he won't be jealous over such a small thing!" After saying that, Mo Yunduo agreed on the time and place of the meeting with Song Yuhang without hesitation, and then resolutely hung up the phone.

With a smile on her face, she gently handed the phone back to Mo Yunting, who was standing nearby, her eyes gleaming with ecstasy. "Let's go," Mo Yunduo said softly, as if she was looking forward to the upcoming meeting.

However, Mo Yunting suddenly spoke, teasing with a hint of doting in his tone: "Did I say I would let you go?" His deep eyes stared at his sister tightly, full of love. He really couldn't do anything about this sister, so he continued: "Then let's go together." He looked at his sister with a smile and touched her head dotingly.

"Brother, I just can't just sit back and watch something like this happen! I have to go there in person and comfort him. I can tell from his voice just now that he must be very sad and depressed." Yun Duo was very worried about Song Yuhang's current situation, and she said to her brother anxiously, hoping that he would agree.

Mo Yunting nodded silently, agreeing with her. He secretly wondered if the arrival of the clouds could bring some comfort to Song Yuhang, helping him escape his gloomy state of mind. With this thought, Mo Yunting put his phone in his pocket, started the car, and sped off towards the agreed-upon destination.

Meanwhile, Cui Ziyue, having just returned home, felt like a weary bird returning to its nest. Fatigued after a busy day, she rushed to the bathroom, quickly showered, and immediately collapsed onto the bed, exclaiming, "Wow, this feels so good!" She rolled back and forth like a child, her thoughts surging like a tide. She recalled her old home. While the lifestyle there couldn't compare, she was a completely different person then. Now, she was no longer alone.

As expected, a woman in love can feel blissful all the time, and she was no exception. Lying quietly in bed, her thoughts drifted away. She recalled every moment with Mo Yunting, a happy smile unconsciously appearing on her face. As she thought, her eyes slowly closed, and she drifted into a sweet dream. In her dream, she and Mo Yunting walked hand in hand along the seashore, feeling the breeze and the crashing waves. They cuddled together, sharing each other's joys and sorrows. The sunlight shone upon them, casting a glow of happiness. She could almost smell her lover's scent and feel his warm embrace. She wished she could always immerse herself in the beauty of love, enjoying endless happiness.