After briefly arranging work, Mo Jia drove back to Mo's house in person.
Huanhuan was already ready and waiting for him at the gate. When she saw him, she waved to him happily.
It wasn't until Mojia's car disappeared that the wandering figure upstairs disappeared from the window.
Yan Xihua laughed heartlessly, stumbled off the balcony and walked back to the room.
The man who was once a god in her heart, the man she loved with all her heart, was now farther and farther away from her.
She knew very well that if she continued to ignore and indulge like this.
Sooner or later, she will be lost forever...
Unexpectedly, Mo Jia would come back to pick her up. Sitting in his car, Huanhuan was a little excited.
"Uh, um, did I really not affect your work?" Huanhuan asked carefully.
Mojia turned his eyes sideways and glanced at her, "If it affects you, can you afford it?"
Huanhuan paused for a moment and answered honestly, "I can't afford to pay."
"Then just shut up."
"..."
Huanhuan really understands the man in front of her more and more. One moment, she is moved to death, and the next moment, she has the urge to complain!
Weird, but nothing more.
When the car passed by a fruit shop, Huanhuan suddenly said, "Stop!"
Mo Jia frowned, but he still followed the instructions and parked the car on the side of the road, "I'm going to buy some fruits that uncle likes to eat."
Huan Huan happily opened the door and got out of the car, walked over and squatted down, choosing carefully. Her serious look was actually quite touching. Especially when she picked something she liked, she would inadvertently reveal a hint of satisfaction.
Her smile lit up her youthful face.
Mojia put his hands on the steering wheel and stared at the smiling face not far away, feeling inexplicably relaxed.
"Boss, please remember to wrap it beautifully for me!" Huanhuan's cuteness also won the favor of the boss, and he also specially gave her two big red apples, "Miss, this is an extra gift for you and
Your boyfriend’s.”
"Boyfriend?" Huanhuan was stunned and didn't react for a moment. When she realized that the boss was referring to Mo Jia, two clouds of clouds immediately flew over her cheeks.
Subconsciously, she turned around and found that Mo Jia was also looking here, and her face blushed even more.
She took the blue fruit from the boss and paid for it. The boss winked at her without forgetting the gossip, "Miss, you are amazing. Your boyfriend is so handsome!"
Huanhuan laughed twice and quickly returned to the car carrying the flower basket.
After putting them away, she handed him the apples given by Boss Ma, "This is a gift from the fruit shop owner! One for each of us."
Mojia took it and put it in his hand playfully, admiring it, then suddenly raised it again and shook it in his hand, "Boyfriend?"
"..." Huanhuan was so embarrassed that she just held the apple and gnawed on it, refusing to look at him again until she died.
The corners of Mojia's mouth raised, and his mood suddenly became a little more joyful.
The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, "You get in first, and I'll park the car." Mojia simply explained.
"Oh." Huanhuan carried the flower basket and after asking about the ward, she went up alone.
When I opened the door to the ward, I saw Su Zhihong on the bed. His feet were hung up by plaster, and he looked very haggard.
"Uncle!" Huanhuan walked over quickly and said distressedly, "Uncle, what's wrong with your leg?"
"Oh, it's Huanhuan here!" Su Zhihong was very happy and hurriedly took her hand and sat down, "Huanhuan, tell me quickly, how are you at the Mo family? I haven't called my uncle in the past few days. My uncle is really worried.
Worry!"
Huanhuan understood as soon as she heard that her uncle didn't know about her visit to Ziyin. Simply, she didn't try to point it out and immediately replied, "I'm very good at the Mo family, but uncle, why did you hurt your leg?"
?”
"Hey, it's my own fault. My house caught fire out of nowhere. I dragged Zi Yin and your aunt and ran out. Unexpectedly, I fell down the stairs." Su Zhihong said it lightly, not wanting to fantasize.
Worried, but Huanhuan knew better than anyone else how the fire came about. The guilt in his heart deepened, and the circles under his eyes turned red, "Uncle, it's all my fault."
"Haha, silly boy, what does this have to do with you? Hey, maybe God is punishing me!" He always felt that he was to blame for sending Huanhuan to the Mo family.
"Uncle..." Huanhuan was about to comfort him when the door opened.
"Su Huanhuan, why are you here?!"
Su Ziyin and Liu Su'e walked in. When they saw Huanhuan, they screamed sharply. Then, regardless of Su Zhihong's scolding, they rushed towards her and pushed her away, "Get out! Get out of here! You are not welcome here!!"
"Zi Yin! Stop it!" Su Zhihong sat on the hospital bed and kept yelling. Su Ziyin turned a deaf ear and grabbed Huan Huan like crazy and slammed her against the wall, "Get out! Get out! If it weren't for you,
How come there was a fire in our house? It was all caused by you! You are a pest, isn’t it enough that you robbed my things? Now you are harming my father again?!"
Huanhuan's arm was injured, and when she bumped into it, it happened to hit the wound, causing her facial features to twist in pain.
"Zi Yin, let go of Huan Huan!" Su Zhihong was about to get out of bed in a hurry, but was stopped by Liu Su'e, "Oh, this is just a quarrel among children, we adults should not get involved. Look at you,
If you can’t take care of yourself, why do you care about your children?”
When Su Zhihong saw that Huanhuan's face looked wrong, he hurriedly said, "Go and pull Zi Yin away!"
Liu Su'e glanced at it and said with a smile, "Why are you so delicate? Will you get hurt if you push a few times? Okay, okay, leave it alone! That girl did such a shameless thing, let Zi Yin go out
What happened to venting your anger?"
"You—" Su Zhihong's face turned livid with anger. He pushed her away and was about to get out of bed, but the door was pushed open at this moment.
"Su Huanhuan! Why don't you die? I hate you, I hate you!!" Su Ziyin roared like crazy. She grabbed Huanhuan's hands, but they were suddenly held tightly, as if to death.
It was like crushing her bones.
"Ah!" Su Ziyin wailed, and immediately let go of her hand. When she looked back, Mo Jia's face, which was comparable to that of a hellish Shura, suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
All the arrogant and angry arrogance disappeared in this moment.
The air seemed to be solid, causing the breathing of several people in the room to become stagnant.
Mojia has never wanted someone to disappear so much as at this moment!
Forever, disappear.
"No, it's not my fault, it's not my fault..." Su Ziyin subconsciously excused herself. At the same time, she cast a pleading look at her parents, "Mom, come and save me!"
Liu Su'e reacted and rushed over immediately, carefully keeping her smile on her face, "Master Mo, I really don't blame Zi Yin, it's not her fault."
"Don't blame her?"
Mo Jia's cold eyes swept over the two mothers and daughters one by one. Suddenly a hint of cruelty appeared in the corners of his mouth, and he exerted force on his hands. Su Ziyin's wrist made a "click" and was pinched off...
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I'm in Jiangsu, and there's a typhoon blowing outside right now. If the internet doesn't stop for a while, I'll update it!