What is he talking about? Is he saying that she is in love with someone else? Haha! Mo Nishang smiled bitterly. Since there is a misunderstanding, it is a misunderstanding?
"Yes, I fell in love with him, so what you saw happened."
Mo Nishang took a puff of smoke, looked at the blue sky, tightened her hands in her pockets, and suddenly asked: "Master Yu, do you think there is anything good to talk about between us?"
"Ni Shang, shouldn't this be like this?" His eyes, which seemed to be hurt, made Mo Ni Shang's heart ache severely.
But what can she do? They can't be together, so just cut off everything.
She looked into his eyes and said, "What should I do? He has money, and he can give me everything I want. What about you?"
"..." He wanted to say that he could do it, but after learning what happened, he was confused.
"If Master Yu can give me 70 million, then I can fall in love with Master Yu again."
"Miss Mo, the young master has just completed the operation and his body has not recovered yet?"
"It has nothing to do with me."
Butler Qiu was blocked by Mo Nishang's words. He didn't know what to say. The young master rushed back overnight. He has still had a fever in the past two days. He didn't like the young master's condition getting worse.
"Master Yu, have you thought about it?"
Mo Nishang threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out with her foot. She stood up and looked into his eyes. There was no emotion, only indifference. She thought she would hear what she wanted to hear, but what she waited for was...
"Ni Chang, you are not worth 70 million..."
"Then goodbye, no, I probably won't see you."
Mo Nishang turned around and walked inside without any trace of nostalgia at all. She just walked in and finally disappeared from his sight.
It's just that she didn't give him a chance to finish. He didn't want to say that she wasn't worth 70 million, but he wanted to say that she was priceless in his eyes.
No price available to measure.
But in the end, his words were sealed in his mouth forever, and she didn't give him a chance to say them out.
His heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and the pain was excruciating. Gradually, his face turned very white. He had just held on, but now he had lost all the strength in his body, as if a breeze could blow him.
Is it really impossible to save him? Has she really fallen in love with that man?
"Master, let's go back! Maybe give Miss Mo time, she will figure it out."
"Really?" he whispered forcefully, his empty eyes filled with sadness.
She had already had sex with that man, her fists were tightening, and her whitened joints were clear.
On the second floor of Mo's house, the bed curtain blocks the view of people at the door very well.
Mo Nishang stood behind the bed curtain. Something seemed to be flowing on her face. It was very cold. When she reached out to touch it, she actually cried.
I'm sorry! She actually wanted to throw herself into his arms, hoping to be comforted by him, but no, she absolutely couldn't.
When he looked at the door again, his eyes met those of Yu Chengxuan, and Mo Nishang turned around quickly.
"Master?"
Butler Qiu opened the car door and shouted, standing at the door and looking at Yu Chengxuan on the second floor.
"Yeah." Yu Xingxuan looked away and got into the car.
That night, Yu Chengxuan rushed back to France overnight because of a heart attack. He wanted to notify Mo Nishang, but his phone number could not be reached.
Mo family.
"Who pulled the phone cord?"
Mo Zhenzhen stood in the hall and yelled at all the servants, looking like a standard shrew.
Mo Nishang was sitting in the room with a cigarette between her fingertips, and the ashtray next to her was filled with half-finished cigarette butts.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
After returning home yesterday, she was afraid that he would call so she unplugged all the phone lines so that he could not contact her.
She is escaping, she is afraid, afraid of this relationship, but she is struggling in her heart. She has hurt him, hasn't she?
After saying those words, he still looks back with a hurt expression in front of his eyes.
However, Mo Nishang didn't know that he had rushed back to France overnight.
After that day, Mo Nishang was depressed for a few days. Ouyang Lifeng did not harass her these days.
**********The weather is blue and blue today.
In front of a black and white villa, cherry blossoms were in full bloom, making the place seem to be covered with a wedding dress of flowers.
The blue swimming pool is open and connected to the sea.
In the yard, a group of men dressed in black gathered behind two men, and a servant was throwing bottles into the air.
"Thumping..." Several deafening gunshots rang out, and the bottle flying in the air shattered instantly. Cherry blossoms fell like snow, falling on that majestic body and golden-brown hair.
Ouyang Lifeng turned around and threw the gun in his hand to Hua Zai and walked towards the low couch under the umbrella.
"Pah!" Ouyang Yiyu clapped his hands, "I didn't expect that my shooting skills are still full of domineering."
"Why are you here?"
Ouyang Lifeng was lying on the low couch, and then a beautiful woman came over and straddled him. "Did you bring this?" Ouyang Lifeng looked at Ouyang Yiyu who was standing aside.
His appearance is exactly the same as that of Ouyang Lifeng. Not exactly the same, but they are almost familiar. However, Ouyang Yiyu looks like a beautiful young man who has not had any accidents. He is a little green, but he is also a handsome man.
He came here specifically to send a woman to Ouyang Lifeng. He knew that his brother could change women faster than flipping through a book.
"How is it? Don't you like it?"
Ouyang Lifeng frowned slightly and turned his eyes to the woman beside him.
She was boldly teasing her. In terms of appearance, coquettishness, and figure, she was indeed a beauty, but he didn't like her.
"like."
Ouyang Lifeng exerted force with his hands, and the bra cup on the woman's body instantly split into two halves, and the two plump peaks moved up and down.
"Brother, please be gentle and don't mess up."
"Take them away if you're afraid."
While talking, Ouyang Lifeng tore the woman's underwear, she cried out softly, and then his penis suddenly entered.
Ouyang Yiyu laughed suspiciously, and Qingse disappeared without a trace, "How could it be? Enjoy it to your heart's content, I have to leave beforehand."
"I won't send it."
"Um...ah...be gentler?"
Ouyang Lifeng pressed his hands on the woman's waist and penetrated her with force. There was a trace of imperceptible anger on his handsome face.
He seemed to be having sex with a woman while doing some exercise. The woman in front of him had the same long hair as hers, which suddenly reminded him of that woman, and he suddenly lost all feeling. After the person left, he pulled the woman off his body with one hand.
"Hua Zai leaves it to you."
After saying a few words, Ouyang Lifeng stood up and walked towards the villa.
After he left, Hua Jai covered the mouth of the woman who was left behind with a golden scarf, and then ordered others to take her down.
If he doesn't accept a woman, he will definitely become suspicious. His brother's biggest hobby is that he likes to spy on him. As long as the woman he sends loses interest or disappears, he will send another one.
He never checks for missing women because he knows that Ouyang Lifeng likes to abuse women, and they are usually tortured to death by him.
Since two years ago, all the women Ouyang Yiyu sent had committed suicide because they could not bear his abuse, but he never gave up.
In the study, the main colors are all black and sapphire blue, and the decorations are all in European and American style.
He was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his legs stacked on top of each other, an unlit cigarette held between his fingertips, and his handsome face thoughtful.
The door was opened and Andy walked in.
"Master, are you alive?"
Ouyang Lifeng's dark eyes flashed with a trace of sinisterness, and he leaned heavily on the chair, "Try to be as clean as possible."
"Yes, I understand."
**********A few days later, in a gallery.
"You're painting well, continue."
"Thank you, teacher!"
"The way you hold the pen is wrong, it should be like this?" Mo Nishang took the pen in the student's hand and demonstrated, "It should be like this, you know?"
"Yeah! I understand."
"Teacher, what will you draw in the next class?" another student asked.
Mo Nishang, who had just handed over the pen in her hand to her classmate, replied without thinking, "Human sketch."
"Is the teacher the person at the door?" Another female classmate asked in surprise.
Mo Nishang felt strange that she hadn't hired a model yet? She looked in the direction the student said and saw a handsome and handsome man leaning at the door. His left leg was slung over his right leg, which made him look lazy and more noble.
Outside the classroom door is a long corridor, with stone pillars covered with green ivy, and the sunlight penetrates the leaves and casts tiny spots of light.
He stood in the light spot, like a charming prince.
Today he was wearing a black shirt with an open collar, and his deep eyes stared at an elusive expression.
His golden brown hair seemed to be dripping with water, and his hairstyle was high and low-key, full of wildness.
At this time, other female students also screamed.
"Wow! So handsome!"
"The model the teacher found this time is too standard!" Another female classmate also stared at the door with envy.
At this moment, the classroom was abuzz with discussions, and of course there was also dissatisfaction among the male students.
Mo Nishang's eyes narrowed and she stood up and walked toward the door.
"Why are you here?"
"This young master misses you."
Ha! One sentence on the left, this young master, one sentence on the right, this young master, can he not be such a big name? Mo Ni Shang pushed him out.
His chest was so hard, like a wall, but he cooperated and walked out of the door.
"You promised me not to bother you anymore?"
"This young master wants to pursue you."
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