8 – Thе Futurе Sistеr-in-lаw is Нis Wifе
Мo Tingjuе wаs in thе lоbbу, greeting the flight аttеndants who аlreadу knеw him, sауing, “Lоng timе no sее. I’m hеre tо piсk up my dеаr.”
Hеaring this, Мо Тingyаn rаised аn еуеbrоw slightlу. Тaking аdvantаgе of the moment, hе grabbеd Wen Zhi’s wrist аnd рullеd hеr into a nеarby stаirwеll.
“Мо Tingуan, уou…”
Wen Zhi wаs рinnеd аgаinst the wаll, her body рrеssеd tightlу аgainst Mo Тingуаn’s. His liрs brushed аgainst her еаrlоbе as he tеаsed her with а low, husky vоiсе, “Нe sаid уou’re his dear…”
Wen Zhi could fеel his unmistаkаblе аrоusal. Shе glanced wаrily tоward thе stairwеll door and whispered, “Mo Tingyan, stop fooling around. This is the company.”
Unfazed, Mo Tingyan slid his right hand under the hem of her shirt, caressing the smooth curve of her back. His left hand stroked her cheek as his lips hovered near her ear, his voice dripping with seduction, “Mo Tingjue’s dear, don’t you think sneaking around like this is more exciting, hmm?”
With that, his thin lips captured hers.
A wave of heat surged through Wen Zhi’s body, sending a shiver down her spine. This man… knew exactly how to stir her up.
She was kissed breathless, but her rational mind reminded her that they were at the company, and Mo Tingjue was right downstairs…
With effort, she turned her face away and bit down on the man’s left arm.
Mo Tingyan winced in pain and chuckled as he released her. “Are you a dog?”
Wen Zhi shot him a glare and lowered her head to straighten her rumpled dress.
Mo Tingyan didn’t continue his ‘mischief.’ Instead, he leaned lazily against the wall, his entire demeanor relaxed, and reached out to stroke Wen Zhi’s cheek. “Should I tell your ex about our current relationship?”
Wen Zhi glanced up at him. They had agreed to keep their marriage a secret, and she didn’t want anyone to know—especially Mo Tingjue.
Downstairs, Mo Tingjue was still standing in place, holding a bouquet of red roses and chatting animatedly with a few flight attendants.
Wen Zhi descended the stairs without so much as a glance in his direction and headed straight for the exit.
Seeing this, Mo Tingjue quickly caught up and blocked her path.
“Xiao Zhi, I finally get to see you. I specifically checked your flight schedule to pick you up after work. I’ve been waiting for you all afternoon.”
He spoke of his ‘deep affection’ as he offered her the bouquet. “I picked each of these flowers myself. They’re for you.”
Wen Zhi didn’t take them, her expression cold. Nearby, a few flight attendants whispered enviously, “Wow, Wen Zhi, you’re so lucky! Your boyfriend is so thoughtful!”
“Exactly! You’ve been together for so long, and he’s still this romantic. Good men like him are hard to find.”
“When are you planning to get married?”
Hearing this, Mo Tingjue immediately responded, “We’re working on it. It’ll be soon.”
But Wen Zhi cut him off coldly, “Who are you planning to marry, a ghost?”
Without sparing him any face, she pushed the flowers aside and said indifferently, “I’m allergic to pollen. Keep them away from me.”
Mo Tingjue frowned slightly. “You weren’t allergic to pollen before.”
“From now on, I’m only allergic to the flowers you give me.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator doors opened, and Mo Tingyan stepped out.
He glanced at the group in the lobby and remarked lazily, “What a lively scene. It’s practically turned into a marketplace.”
Hearing this, the flight attendants giggled and greeted Captain Mo before dispersing one by one.As for Mo Tingjue, the moment he saw Mo Tingyan, his face showed great surprise!
“You… Brother, why are you here? Weren’t you in Xingzhou?”
Mo Tingyan lazily glanced at Mo Tingjue, “I was transferred back.”
As he spoke, he walked over to Wen Zhi’s side, casually raising his hand to rest on her shoulder, asking with concern, “Xiao Wen, why haven’t you left after work?”
Wen Zhi turned to look at him, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. He was clearly asking a question he already knew the answer to.
Mo Tingjue noticed the hand on Wen Zhi’s shoulder and immediately said, “Xiao Zhi, let me introduce you. This is the brother I mentioned before… Mo Tingyan. I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence that you both work at the same airport.”
Wen Zhi: “…”
Mo Tingyan chuckled softly, his tone unreadable, “Don’t make it sound so close. We’re half-brothers, and I’m not familiar with you.”
“Brother, are you still blaming my mother? She can be a bit overbearing, but she did raise you for a few years…”
“What,” Mo Tingyan’s previously lazy eyes suddenly lifted, sharply fixed on the other’s face, “Did you run out of people to lecture at home and come here to teach me? Do I look like I want to listen?”
Mo Tingjue was left speechless by these words, feeling even more displeased.
But to keep his girlfriend happy, he had to maintain appearances, so he said, “Let’s not talk about this anymore, Brother. Xiao Zhi and I would like to treat you to a meal. Since you’re a captain here now, please take good care of your future sister-in-law.”
Mo Tingyan’s hand on Wen Zhi’s shoulder hadn’t moved, his index finger subtly rubbing her shoulder as a meaningful smile curled at the corner of his lips. “Alright, then I’ll take advantage of Xiao Wen’s kindness?”
Wen Zhi felt uncomfortable with his insincere smile. She brushed his hand away and glared coldly at Mo Tingjue across from her—
“Mo Tingjue, let me remind you one more time. Three days ago, I broke up with you for good. Don’t come looking for me again. As for having a meal together… I’m afraid I’d throw up!”
After saying this, Wen Zhi turned and strode away without looking back.
Mo Tingjue’s face instantly darkened, reminding himself repeatedly to stay patient!
He took a step to chase after her but heard Mo Tingyan chuckle softly…
The laughter carried a clear note of mockery.
Mo Tingjue abruptly stopped and turned back, glaring at him unhappily, “Are you laughing at me?”
“Drop the ‘are you’ and make it a statement.”
Mo Tingjue’s expression changed drastically. With no one else around, he no longer felt the need to pretend.
“Mo Tingyan, do you really think of yourself as my brother? Who do you think you are!”
Mo Tingyan remained unfazed, smiling disdainfully. He gave Mo Tingjue a brief glance, unwilling to stoop to his level, and strode away.
Mo Tingjue, seeing himself completely ignored, clenched his fists, gritting his teeth in anger!
He thought of Wen Zhi, who had walked away. Damn it, she’s just a woman, isn’t she?
Just wait and see. That woman loves him so much; sooner or later, she’ll obediently return to him!
…
Mo Tingyan went to the airport’s underground parking garage and saw the text message Wen Zhi had sent.
She had gone back to her previously rented apartment to pack her things.
Mo Tingyan started the car and headed straight for Wen Zhi’s place…
Meanwhile, Wen Zhi had almost finished packing when she heard the doorbell. As soon as she opened the door, Mo Tingyan forcefully entered, wrapped his arm around her waist, pressed her against the wall, and kissed her…The door was closed by Mo Tingyan. Wen Zhi no longer hid, kissing him all the way from the entryway into the living room, where they tumbled onto the sofa together. Like dry wood meeting a fierce flame, it seemed as if they were about to set the entire living room ablaze!
Just at the height of their passion, urgent knocking suddenly came from outside the door—