Huan Huan's column was unexpectedly popular. Her bold topics and pungent words aroused a strong response among readers. The magazine's forum was about to be flooded. The editor-in-chief was very happy and the remuneration was also expected to increase. Even
Mo Sheng, the boss who had just bought the magazine, praised him at the meeting, and everyone couldn't help but began to speculate more enthusiastically about the relationship between the two.
At noon, on the pretext of celebrating Huan Huan's success, Mo Sheng specially invited her to a high-end restaurant for dinner.
"I really didn't expect that you would be so open-minded about talking about this kind of gender topic? I'm so embarrassed." Mo Sheng's teasing tone made Huanhuan lower his head in shame, "Mo Sheng, please don't make fun of me.
I'm sorry, you don't know how much information I checked in order to write a good column! Basically, four words can cover ancient, modern, Chinese and foreign."
Mo Sheng laughed. His smiling eyes, which were always shrouded in mist of kindness, became extremely bright when he looked at her. At that moment, they were as bright as two pearls embedded in the night sky. "Then in this regard, you can be considered."
I’ve read a lot of books, but I don’t know... how about practice?”
Seeing his sluggish expression, Huanhuan rudely grabbed the napkin and put it on his handsome face, "You get so excited when this topic is mentioned that your saliva is drooling. Wipe it quickly.
It’s so disgusting!”
Mo Sheng grabbed the napkin and laughed shamelessly, as if whenever he met her, his good mood index would rise uncontrollably.
The atmosphere at lunch was very harmonious, and they had always been very casual when they were together in private. Huanhuan had not had many friends before. Five years ago, she moved frequently, and her friends would break up within a few days. As time went by, she had no idea about friendship.
The story faded away. After that, she had Youyou, and she had to work hard to make money to support her daughter, and she had no time to experience any friendship. Thinking about it carefully, there was probably only one Mo Sheng in those days who could be promoted to "
"Friends" throne.
Of course, her circle is constantly expanding now because of the freaks in the villa.
After eating dessert, Mo Sheng picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth carefully, "Tell me about your daughter."
Huanhuan was startled and raised his head. Mo Sheng smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Why, is it inconvenient?"
Almost everyone in the magazine knew that Huanhuan was a single mother. Moreover, Mo Sheng was Mo Jia's cousin, so some things couldn't be hidden at all. She simply replied, "Mo Sheng, between Mo Jia and I
The misunderstanding has been resolved. After such a long time, I still can’t get used to it, but..." She smiled, "Youyou likes him very much."
Although he had known the result for a long time, the words coming from Huanhuan's mouth still gave him a big shock. Especially, she didn't even cover up and told him the truth so straightforwardly.
Mo Sheng suppressed his smile, and the trace of smile left on his lips gradually condensed.
"So, even if he tried to defraud you of your life in order to survive, you don't care anymore and have forgiven him for everything?"
Huanhuan shook her head, "Mo Sheng, it's not his fault. I did it willingly."
Mo Sheng suddenly sneered twice and looked directly at her, "He just used you as a tool, a tool to survive! I don't understand how you could forgive him! Moreover, you took the risk of giving birth to a child for him!! You
Do you know that the child's surname is Mo, and the curse will also come true for her!"
Huanhuan's face changed slightly, she bit her lip, her eyes showed fleeting pain, but Mo Sheng still saw it.
"I once struggled with whether to give birth to Youyou... In the end, I still couldn't kill this little life with my own hands. That would be even crueler than fulfilling the witch's curse!"
Mo Sheng stared at her complicatedly, "Maybe it's just because the child's father is Mo Jia."
Huanhuan didn't answer. The answer was actually no longer important. What was important was that her daughter was still growing up healthily.
He squeezed the goblet in his hand, and suddenly there was a "pop" sound, and the whole cup was crushed. The glass fragments penetrated into the palm of his hand, and blood immediately flowed down his clenched fist.
"Ah!" Huanhuan exclaimed, quickly stood up and walked over, grabbing his hand, "Mo Sheng, you're crazy!"
He gritted his teeth so hard that they made a rattling sound, as if he had been suppressing it for a long time and finally had the only way to break out!
"You are all speaking for him, just because he is the savior of the Mo family? Grandpa is like this, parents are like this, and now, even you have chosen him, right?!"
"Mo Sheng..."
He stood up quickly, turned around and walked out.
"Mo Sheng!" Huanhuan was about to catch up, but the waiter stopped her, "Miss, you haven't paid the bill yet..."
"Checkout..." Huanhuan slapped her forehead, glared at Mo Sheng's figure disappearing at the door, and sadly took out the bonus that the editor had just given her today from her bag, muttering, "Really, if I had known it was
This way, you won’t order so many.”
Mo Sheng drove the car very fast and rushed onto the road as if he wanted to vent.
The floodgates of memories burst, and the intertwined scenes came to mind one after another.
Ever since he could remember, he could only be that guy's shadow in the Mo family!! Because his grandfather only valued his uncle and left all the property to him. When his father was frustrated, he made big mistakes at work.
He was kicked out of the company without mercy by his grandfather! At that time, he would be drunk all day long, and every time he would look at him with a look of pity but also hatred.
He remembered that the thing his father said the most was, "Why aren't you the one who can save the Mo family? Why aren't you him?"
His bleeding hands were holding the steering wheel tightly. He roared angrily and pressed the accelerator hard, trying to get rid of those painful memories of the past!
Why, he is not him?
Why, if he were him!
Mojia, this man's shadow is everywhere in his life. He hates him so much that his blood boils!
The car had already arrived at the pier, and he suddenly stopped. His cold eyes stared at the distant sky, and there was a trace of coldness in the corner of his mouth.
Taking out his phone, he dialed Yan Xihua's number. After the call was connected, he only said a few words, "Let's cooperate."
On the other side, there was a sweet smile, "I knew you would think about it and understand."
He didn't want to say a word, so he hung up the phone, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it carelessly. The white smoke filled the small space.
He is sneering.
Since that guy is the savior of the Mo family, then he should be the bane of the Mo family!