Chapter 124 You are the prodigal young master of the He family
Mo Wanxi had a very uneasy sleep that night. She kept dreaming. In her sleep, there were scenes of being bullied. She cried so hard that she felt helpless to the extreme.
In a daze, she felt a hand gently testing her tears. Mo Wanxi felt that she had found support, as if the hand had leaned over and snuggled into his arm.
He Yucheng looked at Mo Wanxi who was holding on to his arm and smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed Mo Wanxi's face gently.
Mo Wanxi put her arms around his waist, snuggled into his arms, and fell asleep again.
The next morning, Mo Wanxi opened her eyes in a daze. She felt something was wrong. Her head seemed to be resting on something. She raised her head stiffly and met the enlarged handsome face.
He Yucheng looked at her with a gentle smile on his face, "Are you awake?"
Mo Wanxi looked at He Yucheng dumbly, and after a while he realized what he was doing and pushed He Yucheng away.
He Yucheng stretched out his long arm and fished Mo Wanxi back out. She continued to push her away, "Don't touch me! He Qi, don't touch me!"
"Good boy, I know why you are angry. It's because you saw me at He's door, and you were angry because you saw me talking to Shen Mengjun, right?"
"How did you know?"
"I can pinch and calculate." He Yucheng hugged Mo Wanxi's waist tightly, "I can explain, you listen to me."
"Okay, you can explain if you want! Let me go and explain in a polite manner!"
"Well, you have to promise me not to get excited and listen to what I have to say."
"good!"
He Yucheng let go of Mo Wanxi and reached out to touch his head. This was different from the usual He Qi. He was not so free and easy, but had an embarrassed look on his face.
He glanced at Mo Wanxi and coughed dryly, "Well, I'm actually not a nightclub duck."
"What are you if you're not a duck?"
"My name is He Yucheng, He Dongxing's younger brother."
"What? Are you He Yucheng? You are the prodigal son of the He family..." Mo Wanxi suddenly covered her mouth.
Hearing Mo Wanxi call him the libertine of the He family, the embarrassment on He Yucheng's face disappeared, and he looked at her with a half-smile, "Yes, I am that libertine."
Mo Wanxi stared at him, "Then why did you lie to me? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I told you I'm not a duck. You keep staring at me and calling me a duck. I can't help it, so it's up to you."
"This is no reason. You are deceiving me and playing tricks on me. I hate it when someone lies to me."
Mo Wanxi looked at him angrily. "You obviously had so many opportunities to tell me, why didn't you tell me and kept me in the dark? Isn't it fun for you to deceive me like this?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, I just..."
"What are you just? Do you think of me as one of your many women, just for fun and excitement?" Mo Wanxi was so angry that he interrupted He Yucheng again.
"You are going too far. Let me tell you, I am not one of your messy women!"
"I know, I don't regard you as them. I treat you..."
"You are shameless! You are shameless, He Yucheng, I hate you! I hate you to death!" Mo Wanxi interrupted him again.
She heard Su Qiqi talk about He Yucheng. He was not an ordinary person. He was there for food, drink, prostitution and gambling.
It is said that he likes multi-player sports the most, such as Russian Roulette and other messy things.
She actually stayed with such a person for such a long time and developed feelings for him.
It’s so irritating!
Mo Wanxi couldn't stand it and jumped out of bed barefoot. He Yucheng got out of bed and grabbed her, "Wanxi, listen to my explanation!"
"I won't listen, He Yucheng, you'd better let me go, otherwise I won't be able to do anything."
"What can you do?"
"I'll kill you! You're so shameless, so dirty! You're so dirty!" Mo Wanxi was furious and cursed at He Yucheng.
He Yucheng originally wanted to give a good explanation, but when he heard Mo Wanxi scolding him for being dirty, his face suddenly darkened, and he let go of Mo Wanxi's hand.
Seeing his gloomy face, Mo Wanxi was a little scared.
She had heard all the rumors about He Yucheng. He was lustful, ignorant and promiscuous, but she didn't know if he had a good temper. He wouldn't hit women, would he?
She didn't dare to scold anymore and took a few steps back. He Yucheng looked at her with a sullen face, and she glared at He Yucheng. After the two looked at each other for a while, Mo Wanxi walked away.
He Yucheng stood in the middle of the room, watching Mo Wanxi leave without moving.
When Mo Wanxi walked out, she realized that this was not an ink house, but a single-family villa.
She walked barefoot downstairs to the entrance, put on her shoes, opened the door and left.
Mo Wanxi hurried out of the villa, only to find that she didn't have a dime in her pocket, nor her mobile phone.
The location of this villa is so unfamiliar that you can't see the end of it at a glance. She can't walk to take a taxi, right?
But asking her to go back and beg He Yucheng didn't seem to be a shame, so she might as well leave. Maybe she would be lucky enough to meet a taxi?
Mo Wanxi walked along the curve of the villa for a long time, but she didn't see a taxi. She drank too much last night, and her dizzy steps were really uncomfortable.
I was looking for a place to sit down and rest, when I heard the sound of a car behind me.
Mo Wanxi turned her head and saw the black Maybach parked behind her. The man driving the car got out and opened the door, respectfully: "Miss Mo, Qi Shao asked me to take you back!"
No one from He Yucheng was seen in the car, and Mo Wanxi didn't show any pretense. She got in the car and the man driving the car handed her a glass of milk, "This is what Qi Shao asked me to bring to you."
Mo Wanxi didn't answer. Anyone who wanted to drink He Yucheng's milk wouldn't drink it even if he killed her.
She didn't pick up the man and just handed it to her. She had no choice but to reach out and take it. The man handed the milk to her, "Qi Shao said, if you drink the milk, I'll give you the phone."
Bastard, he still can't forget to threaten her. Mo Wanxi drank the milk angrily. The driver then gave Mo Wanxi a bag, "The phone is in the bag. Miss Mo, are you going back to Shui Moyi's house?"
"No, send me to Yayun." Mo Wanxi has nowhere to go now but to find Su Qiqi.
In the villa, He Yucheng was standing in front of the window in his pajamas, lighting a cigarette, and the smoke was lingering. His handsome face appeared and disappeared in the smoke, and his brows were furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
He didn't expect that Mo Wanxi would be so repulsive to the reveal of his identity. He knew that Mo Wanxi would be angry, sad, and quarrel with him.
But I didn't expect her to be so fierce. She doesn't despise his identity as a duck, but she despises his identity as a second-generation ancestor. Is it really strange?
Mo Wanxi's angry face flashed before his eyes. She scolded him for being dirty. Is he that dirty?
He Yucheng blew out a smoke ring and frowned into the character "Chuan".
