"No, that's not the case at all. Murphy, I'm not sick, why don't you believe me? I didn't want to seduce Mo Xin, it was all his idea. I want to escape, I want to die, I don't dare to hope anymore
What's wrong, I just ask you to save me."
Xijing covered her lips and cried very sadly.
But his words were still so heartless.
"Stop making trouble and let me go. It's good for everyone, Xijing. Happy New Year. As long as you recover from your illness, you can still come to work in Feiye." These were his last words to her. He hoped she could think clearly.
, cooperate with treatment.
Xi Jing just cried, he didn't believe her, he would never believe her words again.[
How could he believe that her so-called father instigated and forced her to do those things?
And he wished her a Happy New Year...
Is she still happy?
Every second she lives now is suffering. For Mo Fei, she thinks it's not that she came back late, but that once a person does something wrong, it is really irreversible and cannot be forgiven.
Think about it, the harm she has done to others through what she has done over the past few months is like retribution imposed on her by her father.
She really decided to give up everything and no longer covet things that did not belong to her, as long as she could stay away from Xizhentang, as long as she could leave.
But Xizhentang looked at her too closely. Not only that, he also repeatedly forced him to go to the villa to find Mo Xin...
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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Mo family returned to their home, the old mansion where Mo Fei's grandmother lived, with gifts.
There were dozens of large families, including uncles, aunts, and their sons, daughters, and children, and it was very lively.
This was the first year Ke Zi came back here and she greeted everyone one by one. She even received a lot of red envelopes!
For the sake of the red envelope, she didn't find it boring to say hello to each other like this. Instead, she smiled very sweetly.
She was dragged into questioning by her uncles, and then talked to her cousins who were slightly older than her. Finally, she was dragged into a snowball fight in the yard by a group of children.
The children in this litter range from one to seven or eight years old. The youngest is still being held in the arms of adults, while the older ones are already rolling in the snow, acting like bullies.
"Second Aunt, I want to play with you. Let's go fight Mo Ning!"
A little girl of five or six years old held Ke Zi's hand and pointed to the biggest boy in the courtyard with a sweet voice.
"Humph, let's fight. I'm not afraid if you all come together!" The little boy patted his chest and said arrogantly. Before Ke Zi and the others could start, he pinched a snowball and threw it at them.
"Wow!" The little girls immediately shouted and hid behind her. Ke Zi reacted slowly and was actually hit. Suddenly, the little boy became even more proud.