Returning to Mo Jia's study, Huan Huan was inside, holding his arms around his neck and not knowing what he was thinking about. When he saw Di Yunxiao, his face turned red and he immediately left shyly.
Di Yunxiao said straight to the point, "Mojia, Yang Siguo's daughter is here with the K-shaped gold medal."
Mojia was a little surprised, then immediately stood up and said, "Take me there."
"Um."
Mojia just took two steps, paused again, turned around and raised his fingers at the little woman who was still making trouble, "Come here."
Huanhuan moved over in small steps. He held her hand and led her out together. Huanhuan thought he had compromised and asked in a low voice, "I just agreed, okay?"
Mojia glanced at her sideways, with that uncertain look that made Huanhuan shiver. In the end, she couldn't help but surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll stay in the castle and won't go anywhere! Birth, old age, sickness and death are all here.
Just make me a mummy!"
Mojia held her hand tightly, still so indifferent that it made people itch, "If you want to change, you won't be the only one."
The young couple were joking, and Di Yunxiao followed wisely, keeping some distance. Unexpectedly, Huanhuan turned around and asked, "Yunxiao, help me persuade this piece of ice. I want to go out and look for it."
Inspiration, he refuses to give in!"
Di Yunxiao smiled, "Mojia is afraid that something will happen to you." After all, the foreign enemies are not only Kule but also Yanxihua, and there is also an evil beast that can wake up at any time, including humans and beasts. In this case, Mojia limits the illusion.
Illusion of freedom is completely understandable.
Huanhuan is not an unreasonable person, and naturally understands Mo Jia's concerns. However, can't he be more tactful? If you have to say something bluntly, your inspiration can be found from the bed!!
At this time, Mo Jia turned his head and glanced at Huan Huan, who was sulking with his cold eyes. He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, "Be calm. After these things are resolved, I will let you go wherever you go."
I will accompany you wherever you go."
She snuggled close to him, and the corners of Huanhuan's drooped mouth were slightly raised again. His vaguely doting tone made her feel as if her heart was filled with honey. No more fuss, no more talk, just be honest.
She responded, "Oh." Women are actually very simple. They often think that they will lose the whole world because of a big thing. But they will be satisfied as if they have the whole world because of a smaller thing.
world.
Suddenly, Huan Huan thought of something and asked, "What's going on with this K-shaped gold medal?"
Di Yunxiao gave her a general explanation, and then said, "The K-Party only gave away two pieces, one piece is in the hands of Xiao Che, and the other piece is in the hands of Yang Siguo, who once saved Mo Jia's life."
Hearing that Mo Jia's life was in danger, Huanhuan's heart felt like it was being tightened.
He understood clearly, and the big hand on his shoulder increased its strength as if to comfort him, and said in an understatement, "It's just some minor injuries."
Di Yunxiao understood and smiled, "Yes, but it is indeed not easy to hurt Mo Jia."
Knowing that the two of them didn't want to worry him, Huanhuan said with relief, "I'm not that fragile." He raised his head and stared at Mo Jia, "From now on, no matter how big or small the injury is, you are not allowed to hide it anymore. You will tell everyone."
I."
Mojia raised the corners of his lips and nodded gently.
While the three of them were talking, they went downstairs and came to the hall. Muchuan was already waiting there with a girl, "Boss, this is Miss Yang Miao."
Song Xiaojia, whose face had been changed, trembled subconsciously when she saw Huanhuan and Mo Jia, and immediately lowered her head to avoid their sight.
Her fear was so obvious, how could they not see it? Mojia's questioning gaze swept over Muchuan, who stepped forward and whispered, "I have investigated. Yang Miao is 17 years old. She has been suffering from autism since she was a child. Yang Siguo protected his daughter very well and never exposed his daughter to the outside world. After Yang Siguo passed away, she became the target of relatives in the family, who all wanted to fight for her custody."
Mo Jia glanced at Song Xiaojia again. Because of Yang Miao's autism, all Song Xiaojia's fearful expressions seemed so reasonable. Huanhuan was always staring at her closely, the wrinkles between his eyebrows continued to deepen, and a pair of eyes burst out from time to time. There are a few hints of blue.
Almost instinctively, Huanhuan concentrated her will. On this Yang Miao, she saw a faint black luster, very light, as light as a layer of gray mist...
At this time, Di Yunxiao walked over and showed his harmless smile, "Miss Yang, we are very sorry about your father's matter."
Song Xiaojia forced herself to calm down. She raised a pair of timid eyes and glanced at Di Yunxiao. Among the four people standing in the hall, he was the only stranger, so he must be the safest! Since she is an autistic woman , just play it out! She bit her lip, cautiously approached him, gritted her teeth, and reached out to hold his arm.
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, even Di Yunxiao was puzzled, "Uh, Miss Yang..."
"I'm afraid of them, you...you are a good person..." Song Xiaojia lowered her voice and spoke deliberately.
Mu Chuan touched his face. Although he was not the boss's handsome and noble type, but he was not so handsome that the girl would be frightened at first sight, right? Turning his head, he looked at Di Yunxiao in a twisted way, It seems that the gentle scum are more popular!
Mo Jia has no feelings. Who she likes is her business. He only cares about how she wants him to fulfill his promise.
"Tell me, you came here with the gold medal, what do you want?"
Ever since she learned that Mo Jia had issued the rape and murder order, Song Xiaojia was so afraid of Mo Jia that her whole body was about to shrink into Di Yunxiao's arms, making it impossible for Di Yunxiao to push her away or hold her. It was a waste of his intelligent golden mind. He was so stunned that he could only open his hands to show that he was a gentleman.
Following Yan Xihua's instructions, Song Xiaojia answered tremblingly, "I...I want you...to protect me."
This request was in line with her current situation. Mojia nodded, "No problem."
Huanhuan frowned more and more, feeling indescribably uncomfortable with this Yang Miao.
Just then, the sharp sound of high heels sounded at the door, but he stopped when he saw a scene in the living room.
Ah Yin's charming eyes were fixed on the woman clinging to Di Yunchao. Di Yunchao turned around and saw that it was her. He frowned uncontrollably, but said nothing or explained. When Mu Chuan saw this, He hurried forward and said, "Ah Yin, this is Yang..."
Before Mu Chuan could finish speaking, Ah Yin strode over and pulled Song Xiaojia out of Di Yunxiao's arms...