Yan Xihua picked up the things in her hands and said, "Mojia is working very hard here. I just want to cook for him myself. Brother Kun, you won't be so inhumane even with this kind of thing, right? Besides, I just want to cook for him personally."
, this place is so far away from the foot of the mountain, how do you want me to get back?"
"I'll let my subordinates see you off." Zhong Kun refused to open the door. It's not time to let her know about Huanhuan and Xiao Youyou. If something goes wrong, he won't be able to explain it to the young master!
Yan Xihua raised her pink lips slightly, looking past him and looking directly at the villa behind him, "You insist so much, is there something shameful there?"
"Xihua, isn't it inappropriate for you to say that?" Zhong Kun put away his false smile and looked at her with cold eyes, "You'd better leave here quickly before the eldest young master comes back."
He whispered a few instructions to the bodyguard and turned to leave, not wanting to waste any more time on her. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sweet call made him stunned.
"Mommy, I want to swing!"
After Su Xiaoyou had breakfast, she dragged her mother's hand and walked straight out, with a sweet and happy smile on her pink face.
Huanhuan was pulled by her daughter and said with a smile, "Youyou, be careful."
Zhong Kun shook his head helplessly. He tried his best, he really tried his best.
The moment Huanhuan mother and daughter came out, all the blood in Yan Xihua's body froze, and the ingredients in her hands fell to the ground. She widened her eyes in disbelief and looked at the familiar figure inside the iron gate.
The figure of hatred!
Sure enough, she was not dead!
When Yan Xihua cast her eyes on Su Xiaoyou, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and her hands tightened so tightly that her long nails dug into her flesh!
Bitch!!
This little girl has the shadow of her beloved man, how could she not see it?!
Yan Xihua was angry, and the long-pressed anger in her chest broke out at this moment, burning fiercely, trying to burn her body and refine her incomplete soul! In the past five years, she had sacrificed so much, but she had gained nothing in return.
Is it that bitch who openly enters and exits Mojia's villa with her bitch?!
But I... was turned away.
ha--
Yanxihua, Yanxihua, you have never failed like this!
The stalemate here also attracted Su Huanhuan's attention. She turned her head to see clearly, but Yan Xihua suddenly turned around and walked down the mountain without saying a word.
She won't let that woman see her in such a miserable state! Never!
Zhong Kun looked at her back, his eyes darkened, this Yan Xihua is really a trouble!
Huanhuan frowned in confusion, but saw nothing.
"Mommy, push quickly, I want to swing higher!" Su Xiaoyou said happily.
"I know, I know," Huanhuan came back to her senses and said with a smile, "Hurry up!"
"Ha ha……"
Su Xiaoyou's childish laughter, which can make people forget their worries, echoes in the garden.
At this time, a dazzling golden bird flew out from the window on the third floor, posing in various graceful postures in mid-air, and swaying a series of golden light, eye-catching.
Huanhuan raised her head and couldn't help laughing, "It's really love."
Fortunately, this place is remote enough, otherwise it would be weird if outsiders saw it and didn't get caught!
Linglong made a 720-degree free turn and landed perfectly. With half-closed eyes and a gorgeous tail screen, it brought bursts of rose scent and approached the two of them gracefully step by step. However, overnight, Feather
The color also became more brilliant. It threw a wild fruit in its mouth directly to Little Youyou, winked at her and said, "Eat it."
"Yeah!" Su Xiaoyou nodded obediently and didn't ask anything. Although the wild fruits were really sour and made her whole little face wrinkled, she ate them happily. Anyone whom she recognized
, she will trust you unconditionally.
Huanhuan sat on the wooden bench, looked at Linglong and asked funnyly, "Great Master Divine Beast, how do you feel here?"
Linglong used its wings to brush over the crown that had just been styled in the morning, "Not bad." It jumped on the bench, lay comfortably on the other side, and raised its half-closed eyes, "Hey, did anyone come here just now?
?”
"It seems there is. I can't see who it is. What's wrong?"
"The breath on that person's body has a fishy smell, which makes it very uncomfortable to smell."
Huanhuan blinked, "Fishy? Sealy?"
Linglong shook her head lazily, enjoying the refreshing morning breeze before slowly speaking, "A very evil fishy smell that only us mythical beasts can smell."
Huanhuan was confused, "Let's be clear, what is evil? A robber? A murderer?"
Linglong glanced at her, paused, and then replied, "Evil from underground."
…
"Bitch! Bitch!"
The hotel's superior suite was smashed into a mess.
Yan Xihua grabbed the teapot and threw it against the wall. Then she picked up the phone on the table and threw it hard, causing her silky hair to become messy.
"Why don't you die? Why do you come back? You shamelessly bring back a bastard?!"
She growled, she cursed angrily, wanting to tear the mother and daughter apart!
After venting her anger, she sat slumped on the ground, tears falling uncontrollably, "Even if I wait for you for five years, will you remain indifferent? Do you even miss your previous relationship?"
She asked infatuatedly, and the answer she received was deathly silence that filled the room.
She stood up tremblingly, took out the wooden statue from the secret compartment of the suitcase, and placed it in front of her. Then, holding a wooden nail in her hand, she slowly knelt down. She raised her head, the makeup on her face
I was crying, my eyeshadow was blurred, and I was so embarrassed that I didn't look like a superstar at all.
She stared at the wooden statue, numbly, and used the sharp wooden nail to cut open the scar on her left wrist. Blood immediately poured out. She raised her hand and dripped it. White smoke suddenly appeared from the top of the wooden statue, rolling.
around her.
Yan Xihua took a deep breath and said slowly, word by word, "...please give me power, I want strong power!"
Inside the house, a cold wind suddenly blew up. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and this gust of wind was really strange.
A low, sinister, and almost inaudible laughter sounded.
Yan Xihua shivered, and the pores on her body expanded rapidly, but she gritted her teeth, overcame all fear, and repeated, "Please give me strength!"
The voice smiled coldly, "Have you thought it through?"
She nodded, "Yes, I've thought about it carefully!"
"Okay, then let's make a contract..."
"……I promise!"
Yan Xihua knew what that meant, but now she couldn't bear to worry about it. Without Mo Jia, her life would be worse than death.