Chapter 550

Mou Yu heard the footsteps behind her, and her heart seemed to be bumped. There was no surprise in her eyes.

He paused and turned quickly.

The two people's eyes were opposite, and Cangling seemed to be awakened in an instant. Her eyes flashed, the chaotic mood dissipated, and her brain suddenly woke up a lot.

Mou Yu looked at her eyes, which were getting colder and colder, and the heat at the bottom of her heart became colder and colder.

The atmosphere between the two people has been getting cold. Before the surrounding air completely solidified, Mou Yuqiang held the last trace of smile with a hoarse and gentle voice.

"Anything else?"

Cangling was silent for a moment. Her heart was very complicated. She felt she should say something now, but in the face of a person who didn't have any impression in her mind, but their identity was still very close. At the moment, she really didn't know how to do it. Finally, she could only say four words dryly.

"Pay attention to your body."

"OK." Mou Yu pulled the corners of her mouth and raised a smile on her face, but her eyes were often lonely and sad.

Cangling really doesn't remember him, and doesn't even know how to pretend to care about him.

His only happiness is that at least she will instinctively want to care about him and take pains to say a few words to coax him, even if she won't coax people at all.

"Rest early." Mou Yu wanted to turn around and leave, but his body seemed to be nailed in place, completely losing the strength to lift his feet.

Cangling lowered her head in silence and turned into the room.

Until there was no movement in the door, Mou Yu in the corridor raised her feet tired and walked to the stairway step by step.

In the room, Cangling was lying on the bed with empty eyes, and her eyes lost focus.

Many familiar fragments flashed in her mind. It was very familiar, as if it had happened yesterday. Even she could clearly feel every detail in her memory. But now she just didn't know what those things were and who experienced the most unforgettable memory with herself.

Can it be the man who just came back in a hurry in the middle of the night with a bloody smell outside?

She instinctively told herself that it was him.

It's definitely him.

It is an indisputable fact even if she thinks clearly in reason.

But it doesn't work emotionally.

No matter what she thought, she couldn't find any memory related to Mou Yu in her mind. When she faced this man, her only emotion was indifference, and she couldn't even say a word of comfort and concern.

Cangling didn't have much time to tangle. The next morning, as soon as she came downstairs, she found it from the housekeeper of the old house of the banquet family.

"Good morning, miss." The housekeeper's face is not very good-looking. His cold face is more dignified when there is no expression. However, in front of Cangling, he is as respectful as ever. The rules are correct and impeccable.

Cangling didn't sleep well last night. She didn't have much spirit. She said hello at will, "morning."

The housekeeper's eyes are a little complicated. "Assistant Bai can't come back to the villa these days. I'll take over the things here. Just tell me what the eldest lady needs."

"Well, it's hard for you." Cangling rubbed her eyebrows.

Cangling went into the restaurant, took a sip of the coffee in front of her, and the sleepiness dissipated a little before she realized something was wrong. The Housekeeper should be trying to say something.

She raised her head and looked at the housekeeper suspiciously.

"Speak up."

Compared with Yan Zhengyang, she thinks she is good at talking and won't play her temper casually. How can the housekeeper suddenly stop talking in front of her? Cangling doesn't want to understand.

Being watched by Cangling, the housekeeper couldn't delay any more, so he had to bite the bullet and stop the language. He said it as gently as possible.

"Madam, what Mr. Yan means is that you don't have too much trouble with Mr. Mou Qi."

Cangling knew early in the morning that Mou Qi performed well in front of Yan Zhengyang. She was not surprised that he would say such words, but she didn't intend to care about Yan Zhengyang's idea, "my father likes Mou Qi so much."

The housekeeper had deep eyes and didn't know what he thought. "Mr. Mou Qi has some talent in business."

"So? Did my father recognize this son-in-law?" Cangling's smile became more and more obvious, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her tone was full of ridicule and contempt.

Aware that Cangling's mood was wrong, the housekeeper immediately made a firm statement.

"Don't get me wrong, miss. Mr. Yan never wants to interfere in your marriage. You are absolutely free in terms of feelings."

Cangling is upset about Mou Yu these days. She can't be sensitive. The housekeeper suddenly bumps into her and completely involves her temper.

"Hum! What does he mean? No matter what he wants to do, you go back and tell her that I will deal with the private affairs between Mou Qi and me without his help. I also suggest him not to intervene casually. Otherwise, everyone may be unhappy."

Her face was frozen, every word was imposing, and there was no room for compromise when she opened her mouth.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and the two people who were originally harmonious were at loggerheads.

When the housekeeper took over the task from Yan Zhengyang, he thought that Cangling might be unhappy, but Cangling's reaction now completely exceeded his tone.

He originally thought that there would be dark clouds, lightning and thunder. Unexpectedly, he just said it. Even if the typhoon and tsunami were added, his previous preparation was completely insufficient.

"Don't get excited, madam. Mr. Yan will never be malicious to you. He really loves you."

The housekeeper frowned. He rarely saw Cangling getting angry, and he didn't know how to deal with it. Suddenly, he was full of emotion, and his face was full of young lady who refused to reason.

Cangling repressed her mood for two days, and suddenly rushed out uncontrollably. Her face was completely cold. Her eyes fell on the housekeeper's face without any temperature, and her face opened expressionless.

"Did he ask you to come just to let you look at me?"

The cold housekeeper was sweating on his back. He was sensitive to the abnormality of the atmosphere. Cangling's current mood was completely wrong.

Aware that the situation was out of control, the housekeeper instinctively wanted to end the confrontation as soon as possible.

"Madam, Mr. Yan really doesn't mean to be dry. Just take it as if I didn't say how to come according to your previous plan."

The housekeeper reacted quickly and quickly defected from Yan Zhengyang to Cang Ling. Everything he said was based on Cang Ling.

But now Cangling doesn't eat this set at all. She is completely shrouded in some out of control emotions, which is not as rational as the housekeeper imagined.

"I don't need him to intervene in my affairs, and he can't take care of it." Cang Ling said, took out her mobile phone directly, wanted to call directly, made it clear to Yan Zhengyang face to face, and asked him to send the housekeeper at this time to ask him what he meant by these words.

At that moment, Cangling was even ready to break away from Yan Zhengyang.

Before the father and daughter of three years, Yan Zhengyang was not shallow. Although Yan Zhengyang was good to her, especially after knowing Yan Xi's identity, she was bent on cultivating her as the future heir of the banquet family.

But the father and daughter were not so pure from the beginning. Even if they look better now, they are weak and vulnerable.