Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Really?" Gu Chuyan immediately stood up excitedly after hearing this.

Hearing the name Shen Chengjing brought back too many memories for her, as if many unhappy things had disappeared.

"Yeah." He responded.

Just as Gu Chuyan was about to say something, her whole body suddenly withered.

"Mo Han, do you think that in order to save Xiaoliu's life, will it cause any shadow in her heart?" Gu Chuyan asked, even though she had given her medicine and had completely forgotten what happened last night.

But human memory is powerful. Sometimes when you touch a certain point, you will remember it.

"Being alive is better than anything else." Xiao Mohan said.

However, Mo Shuainan was an accident.

"Yeah." She sounded a little worried.

Xiao Mohan looked at her worried look and said, "Xiao Liu's peach blossom disaster must be related to Mo Shuainan."

She listened, silent.

"Make an appointment and I want to talk to him." Gu Chuyan said.

Walking outside, the birds and flowers outside make you feel more comfortable.

"By the way, grandpa and dad haven't been found yet?" she asked.

She was always worried when she thought about Xiao Yichu's dream. Although it was just a dream, what would she do if something happened?

"Still looking." Xiao Mohan said.

The two of them walked out side by side. A fancy motorcycle parked outside. Xiao Mohan handed the helmet to her and said, "Let's go! I'll take you for a ride."

Gu Chuyan took the helmet and put it on, jumped on it and sat down.

"Hold it tight." Xiao Mohan said.

He started the motorcycle, causing her to throw herself behind him and close to him. The motorcycle was going too fast and turned a corner quickly, so she quickly hugged his waist.

"Mo Han, please slow down." She whispered.

The little hand couldn't help but pat his shoulder. The man laughed deeply and sped up.

"Are you crazy? Racing is dangerous." Gu Chuyan said.

But he ignored her words and drove faster and faster instead of slowing down. Gu Chuyan opened her mouth and bit his arm, and the man grunted.

"Ah." The motorcycle tilted to one side, and she hugged him quickly.

The man laughed hoarsely, as if he was deliberately teasing her.

Gu Chuyan's teeth itched with hatred, being driven along by him, the wind fluttered the corners of her clothes, and the irritating feeling hit her whole body, stimulating the rebellious factor in her body.

"How is it?" He walked around the house, parked the car, turned around and put her car behind him and asked.

Gu Chuyan's legs were so frightened that she pushed her aside and kissed her cheek.

"Very good." She gritted her teeth and said two words.

The man looked at her blushing face and said in a deep voice, "Well, since Madam likes it, we can go out on motorcycles every day from now on."

Even though she knew he was doing it on purpose, she was still angry.

"Xiao Mohan, how dare you." She said coldly.

Xiao Mohan held her body up, looked at her, and said, "Why don't you dare? As long as my wife likes it, I will do it as a husband."

"Who says I like it? Not at all," she said.

When the two were arguing, the sound of the flute sounded, diverting their attention. Gu Chuyan looked over and shouted with some joy: "Father?"

I haven’t seen Young Master Lian for a long time, and I didn’t expect to meet him in this way.

Gu Chuyan immediately pushed Xiao Mohan away, ran quickly, and looked at the white-haired Young Master Lian. He was standing there gracefully, playing the flute, with his eyes closed, and he seemed very familiar.

"Father," she whispered.

He realized that something was wrong with Young Master Lian, and even though he knew she was coming, he kept silent.

"Mo Han, do you think there's something wrong with him?" Gu Chuyan asked in a low voice, a little nervous.