Silently, he raised his teary eyes and looked at the handsome boy in front of him with a bit of a bad temper.
"Why are you so nice to me?" She was not related to him, but he rescued her from dire straits time and time again, stood up for her, took her in, and gave her food to eat.
"Why?" Ouyang Meng looked away from Mo Mo's heart-stirring eyes, scratched his hair, and deliberately said cynically: "Because I'm kind."
"Oh." Mo Mo nodded, kind-hearted. Ouyang Meng was very kind, but that man was a devil. Mo Mo remembered Yan Nuohan again, how bad Yan Nuohan was, and Yan Nuohan's short-term tenderness towards her. How is he doing now?
How about it? Will you go crazy over her escape?
"Hey, hey!!!" Ouyang Meng shouted above Ye Momo, why is this little woman out of shape?
"Ah." Ye Momo came back to his senses. Oops, why did he think of that devil again? Ye Momo, you are so spineless.
"Hurry up and eat. I will help you check the situation tomorrow. You stay at home." Ouyang Meng pushed the instant noodles in front of Ye Momo. "Hey, eat quickly."
Ye ate silently and obediently.
"I...I'll wait for a while, and when I'm able, I'll..." Momo stammered. She was living and eating in Yangmeng for free. Although she felt very sorry, she didn't have the courage to leave.
"Just...just..." Ouyang Meng rolled his eyes in the tone of scholar Ye Momo.
"Okay, eat the noodles obediently"
"But Ouyang Meng and I..."
"I asked you, do you think my place is too shabby and you don't want to live there? Do you want to be tormented by that man when you go back to that high-end villa? If that's the case, then you're good to go." Ouyang Meng said this deliberately to make Ye
Stay here quietly and peacefully.
"No, no, I'm sorry, don't think too much." Ye Momo explained eagerly.
Ouyang Meng smiled and said: "Okay, you can live in peace. Although I have no money, I can still support a little woman like you." Besides, he is currently singing in a high-end bar, and his salary is high.
"Then...what can I help you with? I can't live and eat for free."
"How can you, a pregnant woman, help me?" Ouyang Meng said angrily. "Also, who said you live and eat for free?"
"Huh?" Momo looked confused.
"I'm still waiting for you to give me a big fat boy? Well, let's have a taste of being a father," he said cheerfully.
Ye Momo was stunned. Ouyang Meng's words made her burst into tears.
"Auntie, can you please stop crying?" Ouyang Meng's heart clenched when he looked at Ye Momo's pear-shaped face.
"Ouyang Meng, you are so kind, really kind."
Ye Mo stammered: "You are...the second person to welcome the baby to the world...how can you be so nice." She said coquettishly.
For a long time, the child in her belly has been despised by everyone like a cancer. No one is looking forward to the arrival of the baby. Even the baby's biological father is ruthless and wants to kill him. But Ouyang Meng is happy for the baby to be born, and Ye
Momo was really moved.
"Oh, I... I just said it casually." Ouyang Meng was a little embarrassed by Ye Mo's praise.
But Ye Mo still kept crying. Ouyang Meng really suspected that this woman was made of water.
After finally getting her to lie down on the bed and sleep, Ye Momo held his hand like a child and refused to let him go.
"What's wrong?"
"I will definitely repay you in the future."
"foolish"
"You are a thousand times better than that devil Yan Nuohan."
"certainly."
"Do you really want to be the baby's daddy?"
"real."
"Thank you..." she said, still crying.
Ouyang Meng helplessly looked at Ye Momo who was lying on the bed chattering like an innocent child. She was really noisy and troublesome.
It is hard to imagine that she has experienced so many trials and tribulations, yet at this time she still remains innocent and pure, as harmless as a young child.
I really don’t understand how that perverted man Yan Nuohan could bear to kill such a harmless woman and torture her in every possible way!!
Gradually, Ye Mo closed his eyes tiredly, but he was still mumbling, and there were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes...
Ouyang Meng looked at her sleeping face warmly, touched her hair, and finally coaxed her to sleep.
She was still sobbing even in her sleep. She shook her head helplessly, stood up, and closed the door.
He returned to his room, took out the photo of his mother who died young and looked at it again and again. Then he smiled softly. The woman in the photo was beautiful and elegant, almost exactly like Ye Momo.