"No." Mo Xiaohuan looked around the familiar dormitory and said, "I just wanted to take a look. I'm afraid I won't be able to see this place anymore in the future."
Weak Liu Fufeng was silent for a moment and said: "...No, Beiming will not demolish this place. He just wants you to come here and then... But I didn't expect such a thing to happen..." He sighed
Mo Xiaohuan understood what he meant, but she didn't want to explain too much. Can more explanations change the situation back to the past? No.
So she gave up and just let him think this way all the time.
Mo Xiaohuan smiled bitterly and walked towards the door. When she passed him, she said softly: "Thank you...Thank you, you still don't hate me after I hurt him so much" and then left.
Liu Fufeng was shocked when he heard her words. He didn't expect that she would say this to him. He felt good that she didn't hate him.
Mo Xiaohuan walked to the door of Fuyao Hall and saw Yu Beiming sitting in the high attic, lost in thought from a distance. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and lowered her head and walked towards the door.
Yu Beiming's black eyes were pointed in the direction of Mo Xiaohuan. He clearly saw the departing figure. He wanted to keep her, but he didn't have the strength to stand up and rush over to keep her. He could only let her stay.
Her figure walks further and further away
Finally, she disappeared from his sight...
His heart shook wildly, and he wanted to hold her arm, lock her tightly in his arms, and tell her that he... loved her with his life.
Yu Beiming stood up but fell to the ground again. He was in a very embarrassed state now. He was beaten to pieces by emotions, and he did not have the majesty of a superior prince at all.
Weak Liu Fufeng was standing behind him at this moment, and he did not say anything, because as a man, he understood that his most vulnerable side was not allowed to be seen, except in front of the woman he loved.
Mo Xiaohuan left the house, and Xiao Tao immediately followed him and asked a little worriedly: "Miss, are you okay?"
Mo Xiaohuan shook her head, with a strong sense of loss. Her expression made Xiao Tao feel unprecedentedly worried: "Miss, did something happen?"
Mo Xiaohuan stopped, looked at her and said quietly: "I... hurt him."
Xiao Tao didn't understand, but she understood that her behavior must have something to do with the prince: "Is it the prince..."
"Xiao Tao, I'm pregnant," Mo Xiaohuan interrupted her.
"Ah?" Xiao Tao covered her mouth and looked at Mo Xiaohuan in shock... What's going on? Aren't they well guarded? "Miss..."
Mo Xiaohuan continued walking forward and saw the sign of "Xiao Yu Tang". She wanted to go and find Huan Pei, but Huan Pei no longer lived here.
Mo Xiaohuan opened her eyes and continued walking, Xiao Tao followed her quietly
"Xiao Huan!" A voice stopped her.
Mo Xiaohuan turned around stiffly. When she saw it was a ring, she finally stopped being stiff. Her nose instantly became sour and her eyes became blurry.
Sensing something strange about her, Huan Pei ran to her side, took her by the hand and pulled her into the 'Xiao Yu Tang', and then asked Xiao Tao what was going on.
Xiaotao told what happened, and then she didn't know it after entering the house.
Huan Pei sighed, sat her down in a chair, and poured a cup of tea: "Here, have a sip of tea..."
Mo Xiaohuan suddenly hugged her and burst into tears. This time she could finally cry.
Huan Pei was also sad with her, but she didn't understand why she insisted on not telling the matter clearly and letting the matter worsen like this.