For two consecutive days, Huanhuan showed signs of improvement, which made Sister Zhong very happy. But whenever she thought of the young master and Yan Xihua, she was so angry that she couldn't calm down. She originally thought that the young master only said that he wanted to marry Yan Xihua.
Just saying it, I didn’t expect it to be true!
Taking advantage of the period when Mo Tieyi was not at home, Yan Xihua relied on Mo Jia and regarded herself as the hostess, completely pretending that she, the steward, did not exist. Not only did she order people to re-decorate the Mo family, but she also kept buying wedding necessities.
Sister Zhong was so angry that she didn't even bother to look for her. She just stayed in Huanhuan's room, out of sight.
After breakfast, Huanhuan sat quietly on the balcony.
Ever since Mo Jia said she would marry Yan Xihua that day, she has always been like this, which made Sister Zhong feel heartbroken.
"Young madam, we can't just watch that woman act strangely!" She said earnestly to Huanhuan, "I can see that the young master is not completely indifferent to you. It must be Yan Xihua who caused the disturbance.
It will confuse him for a moment."
"Sister Zhong," Huanhuan said suddenly, her eyes still falling below, looking at the people below, busy coming in and out.
"Do you know anything about my uncle's family?"
"Well," Sister Zhong peeled an apple and handed it over. Huanhuan shook her head and had no appetite. Sister Zhong sighed and put it down again, "I heard that after the old man gave them a sum of money, they disappeared.
The old man is too lazy to pay attention. After all, the young master is now..."
Sister Zhong stopped and looked at Huanhuan worriedly.
In fact, Huanhuan understood it even if she didn't say it.
She had already obediently done what she was supposed to do. Her uncle's family had lost their value as bargaining chips. How could Mr. Mo continue to waste time on them?
However, it is comforting to know that they are okay.
At this time, Xiaoju came in and said, "Sister Zhong, Miss Yan is looking for you."
Sister Zhong put on a serious face and said, "Tell her I'm not free." Then she laughed sarcastically and said, "You're just a quail trying to fly up a branch. Who do you really think you are?"
Xiaoju responded and went out. But there was not much time, so she turned back and said, "Sister Zhong... the young master is looking for you."
Huanhuan's eyes dropped, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.
Sister Zhong slammed the table with hatred, "It's so funny, you actually brought out the young master to suppress me?!" Then she said angrily, "What's wrong with the young master? Are you just at the mercy of that woman?"
She looked at Huanhuan and said, "Young madam, please go back to bed and rest for a while. I'll go meet Yan Xihua for a while and then come back to see you later."
She left angrily, but Huanhuan still didn't respond at all.
Not long after, the door was pushed open. She thought it was Sister Zhong. Huanhuan did not look back. She kept holding the phone in her hand and stroking it with her fingertips from time to time.
Behind her, a familiar breath approached, and her expression was startled.
Mo Jia looked at her back, which looked so thin in the morning light, and couldn't help but frown.
Aren't you getting better? Why are you still so thin?
He walked closer until he stood next to her. Huanhuan slowly raised her head and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Her unfamiliarity made the wrinkles between his eyebrows deepen. Just as he was about to speak, footsteps sounded from behind, "Mojia, so you are here."
Yan Xihua appeared "by chance", and a hint of indifference flashed across his eyes.
He turned around and looked at her coldly.
Yan Xihua turned a blind eye and walked over with a coquettish smile, "Mojia, you really need to talk to Sister Zhong. I just want her to vacate this room, but she just resists. It's clear that she doesn't take me seriously.
Well. Oh, by the way, have you told Huanhuan about this?"
Huanhuan's body trembled slightly, and a hint of understanding appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It turned out that he came here just to ask her to vacate the room.
You should have told me earlier.
Mo Jia stared at Yan Xihua with eyes as sharp as a knife. At this moment, all the things he cherished were smashed into powder by her own hands, and in the end, no dregs were left.
Yan Xihua didn't care for a long time. She walked closer with a charming smile and said, "Mo Jia, you don't have to feel embarrassed. I think Huan Huan will be reasonable."
Huanhuan twitched her lower lip, raised her eyes, looked at the two people around her, and finally looked straight at Mo Jia, "Just say what you want to say. Now that things have happened, what else do you have to worry about?
"
Mojia stared at her with complicated eyes for just a moment, and then he disguised himself fiercely with indifference.
He couldn't tell her the truth. He believed that if this stupid woman knew about it, even if she had wronged him, she would not let him be manipulated by Yan Xihua. Moreover, she would never let Yan Xihua be satisfied if she could not do it.
I won’t help anyone!
Only after everything is resolved, he will redouble his efforts to make up for the injustice she suffered!
Seeing his complexity, Yan Xihua lowered her eyes and smiled, "Haha, Mo Jia, I think you'd better tell her everything."
Mojia squeezed the thing in his hand, frowned, then put it on the table, and said in a cold tone, "Let's get a divorce."
Huan Huan lowered her head numbly and smiled when she saw the words "Divorce Agreement" written on it.
Yan Xihua said softly, "Don't worry, we won't treat you badly. In addition to giving you a house, we will also give you some cash. If you still don't think it's enough, just ask, Mo Jia and I will
I’ll do my best to satisfy you.”
Mo Jia frowned and glanced at her coldly. Yan Xihua just sneered.
He should understand that all she wants is to hurt Su Huanhuan, to hurt her severely!
This is the price she pays for saving her, isn't it?
"No need." Huanhuan didn't even think about it, grabbed the pen on the table and signed her name.
No matter what her future fate is, from now on, as long as she can live another day, she will never be a wretch again!
Mojia's heart suddenly throbbed when she saw her wet handwriting on the agreement.
He turned and left without saying a word.
Only now did he realize that he cared more about this marriage than he thought.
Maybe, it's because the target is her.
Yan Xihua put away the divorce agreement and smiled with satisfaction, "I believe you will abide by the agreement and will not harass us again."
Huanhuan raised the corners of her lips and smiled mockingly, "Yan Xihua, letting me leave is actually very simple. You don't have to go to such trouble."
"Haha, I like to see you heartbroken." Yan Xihua leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Let me tell you a secret. No matter what Mo Jia did to you before, it was all because he wanted you to
Save him willingly! Now, you are no longer of use, and there is no need for him to tolerate you anymore."
Looking at Huanhuan's pale face and stiff eyes, she smiled and said, "Leave here, don't continue to be embarrassed."