The servant carried Liang Siyi's luggage and walked to the side, speaking in a respectful but not humble tone.

Liang Siyi raised her head and looked at the second floor. Although she was unwilling, she felt warm for Fu Yuchen's thoughtfulness. Being able to give such an order meant that he had always taken her to heart.

After a pause, the servant said, "Miss Liang, sir is very kind to you. Everything is for your sake."

Siyi Liang smiled and his vanity was greatly satisfied. "Yuchen has always treated me well."

As he spoke, the guest room had already arrived.

The room looked very cramped. Compared to her boudoir at home, it was much smaller. The only thing that made her feel good was that the furnishings of the room were decent. Obviously, it took a lot of effort.

There was also a tall doll bear at the head of the bed.

The servant put away his luggage and then lowered his eyes to the side, saying, "Miss Liang, this is your room. Mr. Liang said that your feet are inconvenient, and you will be even more inconvenient if the room is smaller."

It was another inconvenience to his feet!

Liang Siyi frowned and looked at the servant suspiciously. She always felt that something was wrong with Di Mo.

However, she couldn't explain it clearly for a moment.

However, Liang Siyi didn't want to think too much about it for the time being. Fu Yuchen was still waiting for her in the bedroom, so she had to go there as soon as possible.

Before leaving the room, she picked up the mirror and fixed her makeup until she was satisfied.

In the bedroom, Fu Yuchen had finished washing up.

He calculated the time carelessly. Liang Siyi should be coming to find him soon.

As he thought this, a regular knock on the door suddenly sounded.

He raised his eyebrows and invisibly hooked the corner of his mouth. He raised his voice and said, "Come in!"

The next second, Liang Siyi appeared in his field of vision.

She didn't care about her surroundings and only focused on the man sitting on the sofa not far away.

His expression was lazy, and his face was dazzling and handsome, with a deep and perfect outline.

The man's legs were very long and casually crossed together, making people feel a sense of abstinence.

Siyi Liang's face gradually turned red, as if he had first seen him many years ago. "Yuchen, are you looking for me?"

Fu Yuchen raised his head and lifted his eyelids. "You can stay here for a few days, but remember, don't provoke Mo Tang. If something like that happens again …" he said.

Fu Yuchen was already sitting in the car with Lanlan, waiting for Mo Han to come out before leaving.

However, when he raised his head, he saw Liang Siyi limping in front of Mo Han. His pair of dark phoenix eyes narrowed and he turned to Lanlan and said, "Sit here. Dad will go back soon."

The little fellow nodded obediently, holding a picture book in his hand as he flipped through it without panic.

Fu Yuchen got out of the car and silently blocked the way to Liang Siyi.

Mo Han, who was walking behind her, was stunned for a moment, and just happened to see the look that Fu Yuchen had given her.

Mo Han secretly heaved a sigh of relief and walked over to Liang Siyi.

Finally, the moment she closed the car door, she couldn't help but turn around and look at it, her eyes flashing with indifference.

"Siyi, if you don't want to move, just stay at home obediently and we'll bring it back for you when we're done eating."

Perhaps because Fu Yuchen felt that his words weren't appropriate, he hurriedly added, "Or perhaps Zhao Yi can send them back to you in advance."

Liang Siyi's expression was already extremely hard to see. The blood in her pores seemed to have shrunk back, showing a color close to that of white paper.

She curled her fingers hard, took a deep breath, and smiled, "Then I'll wait for you and Lanlan at home."

In the blink of an eye, the delicate makeup on her face was completely different.

Fu Yuchen walked without hesitation.

Liang Siyi stood there, the morning breeze slightly cold, messing up her long hair and blurring the anger in her eyes.

Mo Han sat in the car and accompanied Lanlan to read the picture book. She did not notice the situation outside the car until the door opened. She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked outside …

How pitiful!

The corner of his mouth hooked slightly invisibly, and the coldness in the depths of his eyes seeped out one inch at a time.

Mo Han suddenly laughed.

The smile was very faint. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to catch it.

She pretended to be at a loss and asked, "Sir, wouldn't it be too good for you to leave Miss Liang there just like that?"

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and raised his head to look coldly at Mo Han who was reflected in the rearview mirror. He clearly had a gloating expression on his face, but he still pretended to be worried for him.

As he thought this, he couldn't help but say, "If you complain for her, stay with her."

"…"

A cold and thin man!

Mo Han secretly rolled her eyes and said coldly, "I'm not familiar with her, and I'm not interested in climbing."

As she spoke, she looked out of the car.

Liang Siyi was still standing there, like an indestructible watchman's stone.

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes and a faint smile flashed through his eyes.

Mo Clan's Eldest Daughter, who had once doted on him for millions of years, still had pride and disdain hidden in his bones.

Only when they drove away did Liang Siyi withdraw her gaze and dial a number.

Very quickly, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello? Miss Liang."

"Miss Lu, do you have time now? I want to see you."

"An hour later, West Phoenix Road Manchester City Cafe."

*

Phoenix Hotel's breakfast was famous throughout Cloud City.

Especially a crab roe steamed buns, the flavor is rich, soft and waxy, the mouth leaves a fragrance, let a person taste endless aftertaste.

Mo Han led Little Lanlan to the front, while Fu Yuchen followed closely behind them.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she met someone who was extremely familiar with Mo Han. She lowered her eyes slightly, but the hatred in the depths of her eyes betrayed her current mood.

"President Fu is also here for breakfast?"

Meng Sheng casually looked at Mo Han beside Fu Yuchen and greeted her casually.

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you come to Phoenix Hotel for breakfast this morning? Am I here for dinner?"

Even a fool could tell that these words were filled with displeasure.

Moreover, neither Mo Han nor Meng Sheng was stupid.

Mo Han's eyes narrowed as she peeked at Fu Yuchen. Did he eat gunpowder in the morning? Although he and Meng Sheng weren't considered friends, they weren't tit for tat!

Meng Sheng's expression stiffened, and he quickly regained his usual warmth, as if nothing had happened just now.

He smiled and said, "I said the wrong thing. I hope President Fu doesn't mind."

Fu Yuchen slightly curled his lips and smiled, "If you know your mistakes, you will be greatly improved. I have always been magnanimous and will not be as knowledgeable as President Meng."

Meng Sheng choked for a moment, and a dark light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

No matter how good his temper was, he could not endure Fu Yuchen's mockery, "President Fu, I have an appointment with a friend, so I will leave first."

After saying that, Meng Sheng strode towards Fu Yuchen without turning his head, no longer looking at Fu Yuchen.

However, the moment he turned around, his gaze towards Mo Han had a faint deeper meaning.

Mo Han lowered her eyes and completely ignored her.

However, when she saw Meng Sheng's last glance, she was shocked.

Mo Han always felt that the man had discovered her. She couldn't hide anymore. He must know that she was Mo Han …

Thinking of this, she involuntarily tightened her fingers.

In the next moment, a soft, waxy and somewhat aggrieved voice suddenly rushed into Mo Han's ears, "Sister, it hurts!"

Uh, Mo Han hurriedly loosened her grip and squatted down in front of Lanlan.

Her brows were tightly knitted together, her heart and eyes filled with guilt, and she asked, "Sorry, Lanlan, do your fingers still hurt?"

Little Lanlan shook his head and said in a milky voice, "It hurts a little. It doesn't hurt anymore."

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes, and a complicated emotion flashed through the depths of his eyes.

He suddenly wanted to step forward and hug her gently, just for a hug without any lust.

But in the end, he restrained himself and was worried that he would scare her.

Fu Yuchen suddenly remembered that Mo Han had asked him if he wanted to buy MT Group. She should have wanted to kill Meng Cheng! Mo Rongsheng's death must have something to do with him.

Perhaps from the beginning to the end, it was all a conspiracy that he had carefully planned.

However, why did he do it?

Everyone in the circle saw how much Mo Rongsheng doted on Mo Han. For her sake, he refused to remarry. There had never been any scandals. He even announced that everything he now possessed would belong to Mo Han in the future …

If it was for money, Meng Sheng didn't need to force Mo Rongsheng to death. After all, under the circumstances, as long as he married Mo Han, everything in the Mo Clan would belong to him.

Everyone knew that Mo Han liked him very much.

But what does this have to do with him? All he needed to know was that Mo Han was his man now.

Fu Yuchen lowered his head. A smile flashed in his eyes, but his tone was as cold as ever. "Why are you still standing at the door? Aren't you hungry?"

Uh, Mo Han immediately stood up, lowered her head and replied dully, "Hungry."

Fu Yuchen bent his lips and said, "Then hurry inside."

In the late autumn of Cloud City, the weather became colder and colder, and coldness seeped into the bone marrow.

A row of tall French parasol trees, the last withered leaf of the branch also fell off.

The speeding vehicle rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, made a few turns in mid-air, and stumbled back to the ground.

After a drizzle in the afternoon, Mo Han brought Little Lanlan back to her room to sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already past three in the afternoon.

Little Lanlan shouted that she was hungry and insisted on eating her black sugar pearl popping cake, so Mo Han could only take her to the kitchen.

Mo Han brought Lanlan down from the room and didn't see Liang Siyi along the way, thinking that she had gone out to have afternoon tea with her friends.

When she and Lanlan went upstairs, Liang Siyi answered a phone call and said that he was going out.

As for Fu Yuchen, he made an appointment with a few friends in the business world.

Therefore, in order to make time, Mo Han could only coax Lanlan to leave the kitchen and let her go back to her room to paint.

When Mo Han finished making the slurry cake, it would already be an hour later.

She took out a cake and put it on the dining table and walked to Lanlan's room.

As they passed by the living room, a servant walked up to her and said, "Little Mo, I saw Miss Liang come back just now."

Mo Han suddenly shook and hurriedly asked, "Did she go back to her room? Or did she go upstairs?"

"I'm not too sure about that. When Miss Liang returned, I happened to be outside."

"Alright, thank you."

After saying that, Mo Han ran upstairs without daring to delay for a second.

She had seen how frightened Lanlan Liang was. If Siyi and Lanlan Liang were left alone again, she wouldn't dare to think …

Lanlan is only five years old, so she shouldn't have suffered so much.

"Bang!"

Mo Han rushed into Lanlan's room. She saw Liang Siyi and also saw Lanlan …

However, the scene that intruded into her vision was so harmonious that she found it unbelievable.

Lanlan was still standing in front of the easel, holding a slender brush in his hand, carefully painting on the paper.

Liang Siyi, on the other hand, stood at the side.

Mo Han placed her hands on her chest, gasped heavily, and swallowed her saliva with difficulty.

Hearing the sound of the door, Lanlan and Liang Siyi turned around almost at the same time.