After agreeing to get married, I rely on love to clean up for nothing

Chapter 107 The dog man came to send money
"That's what you see."

Mo Bai took the contract over, looked at it carefully, and then prepared to leave.

Song Nan quickly stopped him: "No, I don't understand, sister-in-law likes you so much, do you still need this contract?"

Hearing his words, Mo Bai paused slightly, rolled up the contract and held it in his hand, gently shook his head, "She doesn't love me anymore."

Song Nan paused, his tone rose slightly, and he was a little surprised: "Isn't that what you... like?"

Facing the gaze cast by Shang Mobai, Song Nan pursed his lips silently, and finally couldn't help but say, "Could it be that you fell in love with her again?"

Mo Bai lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Song Nan: "Is it cheap?"

Mo Bai cast a faint look, Song Nan immediately made a movement of zipping his mouth, and then watched him leave.

"Oh... I don't know what the couple thinks."

Song Nan continued his work.

Mo Bai put the contract into a briefcase, and Xiao Zhao sent him to Xingnan Huafu. Along the way, he stared at the people walking outside the window with tired eyes.

【... What are you thinking? 】

Mo Bai shook his head.

Abai paused for a moment, 【You are not cheap.Controlled by the plot, there is nothing you can do]

"I hurt her for three years." Mo Bai said briefly, opened the window, and the outside wind blew the ends of his hair.Gently, there was a wave in the bottom of my heart.

For three years, Sheng Zhiyan had been relentlessly chasing after him, but he treated her coldly.

When she was young, she had such a bright smile on her face, but it was gradually worn away by her grown-up self.

Mo Bai kept looking out of the window, the sky was dark, and there was a misty light rain outside.

Cars come and go, neon lights flicker.

Ah Bai seemed to sigh lightly, and then said in a cold voice:
【It's not all your fault】

[You are controlled by the plot, deprived of the joy of youth, and lost your memory.Watching Shengzhiyan in those three years was like watching a stranger. Just imagine, who would be happy with a stranger's stalking? 】

What A Bai said seems to be reasonable, but Mo Bai is still guilty.

He had hammered nails on Sheng Zhiyan's plank for three years, and even if the nails were pulled out, the plank would still be scarred and never recover.

What's the use of him regaining the joy of youth?
After all, he personally hurt the girl he loved deeply.

Before he knew it, Mo Bai had already stepped onto the elevator like a walking dead, returned to the door and knocked on the door.

Sheng Zhiyan came to open the door, staring at the briefcase in his hand with bright eyes.

The dog man is here to send money!

His black hair was stained with rain that was as fine as white sugar, and he stood in front of the door with his head down and lost his soul, as if he hadn't realized that the door had opened.

Sensing his abnormality, Sheng Zhiyan couldn't help raising his head and looking into his eyes: "Why don't you come in?"

The girl's voice was as crisp and clear as when he was young, Mo Bai shook his head, then took off his shoes silently, and walked into the house.

He put the briefcase in his hand on the table, unzipped it, and took out the black and white contract inside.

Seeing his appearance, Sheng Zhiyan thought that he had repented and didn't want to give him so much money, so he pursed his lips: "Why don't you pay 100 million a month, after all, it's not easy for you to make money."

Mo Bai looked up at her, and knew what she was thinking almost instantly, so he opened the page where the contract was signed, and quickly wrote his name.

Sheng Zhiyan did read the contract carefully again, and it was exactly the same as the electronic version sent to him that day, without any changes, so he signed his name cautiously.

"Two copies, don't lose it." Mo Bai's voice was soft, with a little coldness of rain.

Naturally, Sheng Zhiyan would properly keep the contract, took the contract and went back to the room happily, and when he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Then we will be partners from now on!"

Mo Bai felt bitter in his heart, unable to speak out, he could only nod his head: "...um."

Sheng Zhiyan instinctively sensed that he was in a bad mood, and tilted his head, "What's wrong with you today?"

"..." Mo Bai looked at her deeply, and after a while, he asked with a smile, "Do you care about me?"

Sheng Zhiyan: "..."

What responded to him was the sound of the door slamming. Mo Bai sat in front of the sofa, staring at the girl's door for a long time, unable to collect his emotions for a long time.

……

The next day, Sheng Zhiyan was woken up by a phone call from Li Li:
"Little ancestor, aren't you still sleeping? Tomorrow I'm going to shoot the cover of a magazine. Are you nervous? Whether you're nervous or not, I'm so nervous! This is one of the few things you've received in three years. It’s a big job for me! You have to take a good photo of me tomorrow! Blind the eyes of those black people!!”

Sheng Zhiyan was in a daze, and after listening to him say a lot, he picked out the key points between the lines: "Are you going to shoot tomorrow?"

Just as he was talking, the mobile phone received a transfer message, which was 1000 million from Mo Bai.

Sheng Zhiyan didn't expect the dog man to be so efficient, his eyes widened slightly, and then he was full of fighting spirit: "Okay! I will perform well tomorrow!"

She was paid by Mo Bai, so of course she couldn't neglect the big boss.

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Zhiyan got up and dressed, then slipped to the living room, lay on the sofa and began to look up magazine covers from before the VZ generation.

The magazine cover shooting style of the VZ generation is changeable, and it is almost a style tailored for each guest who goes to shoot, so it is widely acclaimed.

When she was watching, Mo Bai had already prepared the dishes, and brought them to the coffee table in the living room in a familiar way, and then said lightly: "What are you looking at?"

Then Sheng Zhiyan said something.

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows: "You just started previewing now?"

Of course, Sheng Zhiyan couldn't tell him that he had no idea of ​​shooting this magazine before, so he laughed dryly: "Sharpen your guns before the battle, and you will be happy if you are unhappy."

Mo Bai smiled, and pushed the dish in front of her: "Try it, Mapo Tofu."

Sheng Zhiyan opened his eyes wide: "I remember you don't like spicy food..."

Mo Bai looked at her with a smile, and said softly, "I made it for you."

Sheng Zhiyan picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious!"

"Just delicious."

After dinner, the two were doing their own things in the living room, and it seemed that the years were peaceful.

When it came time to shoot the magazine cover, Sheng Zhiyan got up early in the morning, took care of his wavy hair, put on some lipstick, and hit the road.

Xiaoyuan's family members were sick and couldn't come, Sheng Zhiyan wanted to take a taxi there, but was dragged away by Mo Bai.

Looking at the tightly packed man, a question mark gradually appeared on Sheng Zhiyan's head: "Where are you going?"

"Take my car."

The VZ generation's studio is in the city center, but the studio is in the suburbs.

(End of this chapter)