In the end, Mo Jingyao didn't give him a chance at all, "With your sickly physique, if you were to drive now, you might end up swerving into a ditch in the next second."
"..." Lu Jiang curled his lips. Young Master Mo was ignored by the young mistress and had nowhere to vent, and then she vented it all on him.
That's fine, it's better than holding it in and not venting.
It will be suffocating.
Who told Mo Jingyao to be his ancestor? He endured it.
Standing weakly in front of the car door, "Young Master Mo, you have to promise to obey the traffic rules before I get in the car."
Otherwise, he would rather take a taxi than take a car driven by Mo Jingyao.
Before I even went up, I felt like I had a narrow escape.
Lu Jiang thought, Mo Jingyao should definitely give him a response.
In this way, he could decide whether to get in Mo Jingyao's car again.
As a result, as soon as he finished his sentence, the car in front of him suddenly started to move. Before he could react, it flashed by and drove far away in the blink of an eye, "Young Master Mo..."
By the time he reacted, the black Bugatti had already climbed onto the viaduct not far away.
There was only traffic on the bridge, not people, and from where Lu Jiang was, it was impossible to see where pedestrians were going to get onto the viaduct.
Yes, he was abandoned by Mo Jingyao on the side of the road.
It seemed that Mo Jingyao was in a hurry.
Thinking of the phone call Mo Jingyao just answered, could it be that there was something urgent on that phone call that required Mo Jingyao to rush over immediately?
Well, as a special assistant, he didn't know anything about Mo Jingyao's urgent matter. This is too... too weird.
He couldn't get on the viaduct, so he looked back and called a taxi.
As a result, at this point, there was not even half a shadow of the car.
Lu Jiang looked in front and then behind, and finally he could only turn around and walk back.
He had been feeling uncomfortable in the car just now, and he really didn't notice whether the place he just passed by was easy to take a taxi.
He walks very slowly.
It can't be done faster even if I want to.
After vomiting, I felt extremely weak.
Every step he takes seems to cost a life.
The cold sweat kept flowing.
The feeling of struggling.
I really wanted to call Mo Jingyao and scold him, but he didn't have the courage.
Mo Jingyao must have a reason for leaving him here.
Even if he calls him, Mo Jingyao can give him a reason that he can't refute.
But he could roughly guess that it had something to do with metaphorical color.
Only when encountering something like Yu Se, would Mo Jingyao lose control and even abandon him.
Otherwise, in his memory, his Young Master Mo had never used foul language.
This is really frustrating.
Only Yu Se can make Shao Mo angry.
However, even if Yu Se was angry with Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo would not be willing to do anything to her.
One thing brings down another, and I am talking about Young Master Mo and Mistress Mo.
It's a pity that no matter how perfect and well-matched the couple is, they are still breaking up today.
It was so noisy that he, who had already begun to believe in love because of Young Master Mo and Young Mistress, no longer believed in it.
What kind of bullshit love, if you break up just as you say, is it still love?
Neither are birds.
Mo Jingyao's speed was getting faster and faster.
Flying at the same speed.
Originally I just wanted to vent.
But now, he is really anxious.
He needs to know how he woke up.
From the moment he woke up, he knew that his waking up was not normal.
Very abnormal.
Because the injury he suffered before was very serious.
It was so serious that even Yu Se couldn't save her at that time.
But suddenly, Yu Se, who had been unable to wake him up, woke up without knowing what he had done to him.