Mr. Gu is really fragrant after the divorce

Chapter 742

Gu Cheng took Song Yu on a private plane that night. When they arrived in New York, because of the jet lag, it was still night there, and Qi Yan sent someone over to take them to his manor.

In a place like New York State, it is not an exaggeration to have such a manor, even a castle. Qi Yan's strength is beyond doubt.

Song Yu found that most of the people in this manor were Chinese, and the bodyguards patrolling around were carrying electric shock batons, and their waists were bulging.

Qi Yan greeted them at the gate of the house, beside him stood a young girl who looked only in her teens, beautiful and immature.

The girl had peach blossom eyes and looked at them curiously. Qi Yan didn't know what he said to her, so the girl pouted dissatisfiedly and looked away.

Gu Cheng and Song Yu came to them.

"Brother Yan, we finally meet."

Qi Yan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You have grown up so much, in my impression, you are still the little milk bag that follows me and your brother's ass."

Gu Cheng was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously looked at Song Yu beside him.

Song Yu had seen pictures of Gu Cheng when he was a child, he was indeed very milky, soft and cute, and he didn't know how he grew, but now he is tall and strong.

"Brother Yan, this is Song Yu."

Qi Yan had naturally heard of Song Yu, and looked at her with a smile: "Miss Song is really beautiful, why did she fall in love with Gu Cheng, it's a waste of money."

When the girl standing behind Qi Yan heard these words, she pursed her lips with unknown emotions.

"I haven't introduced you yet." Qi Yan beckoned to the girl, who obediently stepped forward and came to him, Qi Yan tugged at her arm: "This is my niece Mo Zhimeng, Zhimeng, calling people .”

Mo Zhimeng blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and was very embarrassed: "Uncle, am I called Uncle and Aunt, or Brother and Sister?"

This question stopped Qi Yan from asking, and he didn't react for a while.

Song Yu said with a smile: "You can call me whatever you want, and you can call it by name, there is no need to be formal."

She could see that this little girl named Mo Zhimeng didn't like such an occasion. She should be one of the masters of the house and had to come out to welcome the guests.

After listening to Song Yu's words, Mo Zhimeng obviously relaxed a lot, and smiled at her very sweetly: "Why don't we talk about each other? I'll call him uncle and your sister?"

"Okay." Song Yu had no objection.

Gu Cheng protested: "Can I apply to be an older brother?"

He is an uncle, and Song Yu is a sister, isn't this a generation away?Can't!

Mo Zhimeng was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to understand something, covered his mouth and smiled ambiguously: "Okay, brother and sister, come in quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time, I'm going to be hungry."

Qi Yan glanced at Mo Zhimeng dissatisfied, and then smiled at Gu Cheng and Song Yu: "Then let's eat first?"

"Did Brother Yan wait for us to have dinner together? That's too polite."

"We haven't seen each other for many years. You don't feel like eating when you don't come to me. Don't listen to Zhimeng's nonsense. She is like a little squirrel. She didn't eat, and she ate a lot of snacks and fruits."

Mo Zhimeng pouted and retorted: "I'm still growing, and I can only grow taller by eating more. Isn't that what you said?"

Song Yu originally thought that with Qi Yan's status, his living environment might be cold and ruthless, but it was actually quite different. At least the atmosphere between him and Mo Zhimeng was very harmonious, full of warmth and life.

Mo Zhimeng is a very cheerful girl, she got acquainted with Song Yu at the dinner table, and she ate a little sister Yu, not to mention how sweet it was.

Gu Cheng and Qi Yan drank some wine, and the two chatted about the business field when they were young. Song Yu and Mo Zhimeng couldn't get in any words, and they chatted on their own.

"Sister Xiaoyu, my uncle told me that you are here to play, I think he must be lying to me, why are you so close to a bastard like him?"

Mo Zhimeng whispered something in Song Yu's ear, and Song Yu was stunned when he heard it.

bastard?

Mo Zhimeng understands Qi Yan's identity in this way?

"Sister Xiaoyu, tell me secretly. I will pretend that I don't know. I just want to ask, is what you are going to do next dangerous? My parents are dead, and he is the only family member left." He can't die, I don't want to be an orphan."

Mo Zhimeng looks cute and ignorant of the world, but she actually understands.

"Why do you ask?"

Mo Zhimeng is the eldest lady of this manor, since he knows what Qi Yan does, it is unlikely that this is the first time he has similar worries, isn't he used to it?

Unless... this time is different.

Mo Zhimeng leaned closer to Song Yu's ear again, and said to her in a softer voice: "I saw my uncle gathered a lot of people and prepared a lot of weapons. This scale has never been seen before, and...and he told me today He said some weird words."

"What did you say? Can you tell me?"

Mo Zhimeng hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"Zhimeng, don't worry so much. They will make arrangements and leave a way out for themselves. Nothing will happen. I think... your uncle is definitely worried about leaving you alone in this world."

After hearing this, Mo Zhimeng raised her eyes to look at Qi Yan, and muttered softly: "Coward."

coward?gangster?The Qi Yan in Mo Zhimeng's eyes must be very different from the Qi Yan in the eyes of ordinary people.

After drinking for three rounds, and the dinner was coming to an end, Mo Zhimeng's cell phone rang suddenly, she glanced at it, and got up to leave the table.

"Uncle, Brother Gu Cheng, Sister Xiao Yu, take your time, I'm going back to my room first."

"stop!"

I don't know that my dream is going to slip away, but I can't get it.

"Uncle, is there anything else?"

Qi Yan put down his wine glass, got up and came to her side, took her mobile phone away, and asked angrily, "Who is Kevin?"

Mo Zhimeng lowered her head guiltily: "No one, I...my classmate."

"Why does the classmate add a heart after the name? Mo Zhimeng! How dare you fall in love early!" Qi Yan grabbed her wrist and asked again: "Is it because of him that I dislocated my arm last time!"

"No, what are you doing!" Mo Zhimeng looked at Gu Cheng and Song Yu, probably feeling ashamed to be treated like this in front of guests, she blushed and struggled hard.

"Mo Zhimeng, did I ever tell you that early love is not allowed!"

"You let me go!"

Mo Zhimeng's wrist was slender and white, and after twisting it a few times, it turned red, as if it was about to burst.

Qi Yan couldn't bear it, he was afraid of hurting her, so he let go of her at the right time.

Mo Zhimeng was free, rubbed his wrist and took two steps back, glaring at him with tears in his eyes: "You won't tell me anything, why should I listen to you? Yes! I'm just in love, Didn't you already know it? What are you pretending to do!"

After she finished speaking, she went upstairs crying, Qi Yan stretched out her hand subconsciously, and then withdrew it stiffly.

Qi Yan sighed very weakly, and looked at Song Yu apologetically: "Miss Song, can I trouble you to go up and see her, and don't let her do stupid things."

Song Yu responded and hurriedly followed.