"Baby, I, I promise you won't die..." Hearing her say "I love you" again and again, Dongfang Mi was extremely happy. He suppressed the heaven-like joy and asked anxiously about the doubts he just had, "Tell me
Me, what's going on with our baby? Okay?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, good, good." Mo Hanya shed tears like tears and nodded repeatedly, "Mi, I lied to you, wu wu, that year, I did not go to the hospital for an abortion.
Our babies are, wuwu... They are twins, the elder brother is Xi Minghao and the younger sister is Xi Yasi. They are two and a half years old this year, wuwu..."
"Oh, my God, baby, I, I'm going to be so happy, hahahahaha..." Hearing this, the Oriental fans were so happy, "Ahhahaha... cough 7e cough 7e" I was too excited for a while, and my brain was a little bit
He was deprived of oxygen and suddenly passed out.
"Uh, Mi, Mi..." Upon seeing this, Mo Hanya's heart felt like shattering pain again, "Mi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me... Wuwu... Mi..."
…
Hospital, in a high-end ward...
"Mi, wake up quickly and take a look at me, okay?" Mo Hanya's eyes were red and swollen. She sat on the edge of the bed, holding Dongfang Mi's hand tightly, with tears in her eyes, hoarse and still in a state of confusion.
In his coma, he spoke, "When you wake up, I will do whatever you want, I'm confused..."
Late at night, Dongfang Mi slowly woke up, looked around the high-end ward, and smiled thoughtfully.
At this time, Mo Hanya went out to find the doctor to inquire about the situation.
Not long after, she opened the door and walked into the ward. She was very happy to see him awake. She walked to his side in three steps and two steps at a time, and said with tears in her eyes: "Haha, lost.
You finally woke up, you know, you almost scared me to death."
When Dongfang Fan saw her, he blinked in confusion, then looked at her face and asked blankly: "Who are you?"
"Ah?" Mo Hanya was a little confused. She thought about it in astonishment, sat on the edge of the bed, held his hand and said with a beautiful smile: "Guo'er, I am your aunt."
"Are you my aunt?" Dongfang Mi's mouth trembled secretly, staring at her face closely, frowning in doubt, "Why is my aunt so young?"
"Hehe." She smiled with crooked eyes, "Because aunt is very good at taking care of my good nephew." She said lovingly, raised a hand, and suddenly grabbed his ear and pinched it hard.
"Ah 7e" Dongfang Mi suddenly screamed. "It hurts!"
Mo Hanya showed no mercy and continued to twist, angrily saying: "You bastard, are you going to continue to pretend to have amnesia with me? Do you think I'm stupid? A mild concussion can cause amnesia?"
"Uh, 7e, I, I don't dare anymore." Dongfang Mi quickly showed an expression of knowing his mistake, and begged pitifully for mercy, "Honey, please spare me, I won't do this again next time."
"Who is your wife? Don't scream."
"Mom, please spare the father. If you twist it again, the father's ears will fall off."
"Uh, you, you..." Mo Hanya was speechless, pouted, and twisted her hand again before raising her hand, turning her head angrily, choosing to ignore him.
The Oriental fan quickly rubbed her red ears.
In fact, he didn't see her when he woke up at first, and he felt a little disappointed in his heart. But after looking at the high-end ward and thinking of what she said to him before he fell into coma, the disappointment turned into sunshine.
With such splendid happiness and sweetness, when he saw her entering the ward, he pretended to have amnesia to see how she would react.
Seeing her so angry now, he regretted it extremely. He quickly and shamelessly approached her, hugged her waist tightly, and said softly: "Baby, don't be angry. Life needs fun. I'll have a fight with you."
It’s just a joke.”
"Who wants you to make a joke?" Mo Hanya was still angry with him, her eyes suddenly became wet, and she twisted her body vigorously, "Let me go, you bad guy who can act."
"I won't let you go." He hugged her tighter, buried his head in her shoulder, and deeply smelled the fragrance of her body, "Baby, I will never let you go."
Hearing this, Mo Hanya was angry and amused, her eyebrows were furrowed, but the corners of her mouth were raised. She was silent for a while, twisted around, gently held up his gauze-wrapped head, and looked at him worriedly, "
Mi, tell me, who did you offend? Why did you beat you so badly?"
Dongfang Fan hesitated for two seconds, "It's... Mo Zifei."
"..." She was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it.
He looked at her expression and eyes, slightly sad, "He invited me to that teahouse, offered me 10 million, and asked me to leave you. When I didn't agree, he got angry and surrounded him with dozens of people.
I."
"Uh, why is he like this?" After hearing these words, Mo Hanya had a splitting headache and tears flashed in her eyes. She suddenly stood up and strode out.
"Baby, where are you going?" Dongfang Mi looked at her quickly leaving back and asked anxiously.
"You have a good rest, I'll go find him." She said angrily without stopping, and walked out of the ward quickly.
She said she was looking for him. Dongfang Mi was a little uneasy, and his eyebrows were gloomy. After a while, he relaxed slightly, and raised the corners of his slightly purple lips thoughtfully... Mo Zifei, this time,
Should I thank you for this blessing in disguise?
…
A certain luxury villa...
"Sister, why are you here?" Mo Zifei opened the door and saw Mo Hanya. He was very excited. A bright smile instantly appeared on his usually gloomy handsome face, "Haha, come in quickly."
There was no expression on Mo Hanya's face. She walked into the room silently, sat on a sofa, and looked at him with inquiring eyes.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Mo Zifei was sitting in front of her. He was extremely uncomfortable with her unusual eyes, and the smile on his face became awkward, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Why do you do that?" She looked at him and asked angrily with tears in her eyes.
"What, what did I do?" Mo Zifei twitched the corner of his mouth, pretending to be confused.
"Stop pretending to me." She became even more angry, "Zifei, how could you do that? If Dongfang Mi has any trouble, what do you want me to do in the future?" Thinking of the scene when Dongfang Mi fell in a pool of blood.
, she was so scared that her whole body shivered.
At this time, Mo Zifei was puzzled and extremely uneasy. He was wondering, hadn't Dongfang Mi been killed by those who bribed him and disposed of the body without anyone noticing? Why was Hanya like this?
Find yourself quickly and say some strange things?
After thinking for a moment with extreme confusion, he looked at her face as cold as ice and asked cautiously: "Sister, Dongfang Mi is... okay?"
Mo Hanya felt uncomfortable in her heart, and suddenly she couldn't help but shed a few tears, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with some choking: "He is in the hospital now, his life is not in danger - Zi Fei, sister, please don't do it again in the future.
If something like this happened to him, if there was anything wrong with him, I wouldn't be able to survive."
"Sister?" The last sentence made Mo Zifei startled. His handsome face turned pale instantly and he looked at her in disbelief, "How is he worthy of your love? I did this because
Love you."
"If you really love me, please take my feelings into consideration and don't do such cruel things again." She said sharply immediately, "I have made it very clear to you. I only care about you.
If you don't wake up to the love between brother and sister, we won't be able to be brothers and sisters, and the love between us will also be gone."
"..." Mo Zifei's face turned completely white, and his head slowly dropped, as if he was on the verge of collapse.
"We didn't call the police on this matter." Seeing his silence, she lowered her tone slightly, "Please cherish your future and don't let mom worry." After speaking seriously, she stood up and strode out.
"Sister, don't go." Mo Zifei stood up suddenly, turned around urgently, hugged her tightly from behind, and begged with tears streaming down his face, "Sister, I know I was wrong, forgive me, stay here tonight
Stay with me, okay?"
"Let me go." She steeled herself, "I want to go to the hospital to accompany him. He needs my care."
"No, I won't let go." He shook his head resolutely, holding his hands tighter and tighter, letting tears fall on her hair, "Sister, I need you more. Without you, my heart is really sad.
…”
"Mo Zifei, please let go." She knew that she couldn't be soft-hearted. Once she was soft-hearted, it would hurt him even more. "If you don't let go, don't blame my sister for being rude."
"I don't." He was still determined, using all his strength with both hands, wanting to rub her into his body.
"Uh 7e" She was so painful from being hugged by him that she couldn't bear it anymore, and her body began to struggle hard. Remembering the tricks that Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Wang had taught her at ** Villa, she quickly pulled out one hand and used her hand to
While hitting his chest hard with your elbow, you raised one foot back and kicked him in the leg.
"Uh ah 7e" Mo Zifei suddenly felt pain, and the hand holding her couldn't help but loosen.
The moment she let go, Mo Hanya quickly broke away and walked quickly towards the door.
Mo Zifei did not give up, with a face full of anxiety, "Sister, don't go..." He endured the pain and rushed after her. In desperation, he picked up the baseball bat that was used as a decoration and hit her on the right side of the neck.
"Uh ah 7e" Mo Hanya didn't expect it at all. She felt pain, her eyes went black, and she fainted on the ground with a 'dong' sound.
"Uh, sister...sister..." Seeing her fainting on the ground, Mo Zifei panicked, quickly knelt on the ground, picked her up with tears in his eyes, and apologized to her, "Sister, I'm sorry.
,sorry……"
At this moment, Mo Hanya's cell phone rang, 'ding ding tick tick tick ding dong tick...'
Who would call her at this time?
Mo Zifei was sad. After a while, he took out the mobile phone on her body and opened the screen. When he saw that it was Dongfang Fan, a burst of air suddenly rushed into his chest, making him extremely uncomfortable. He raised his hand.
, slamming the phone against the wall.
With a "clang" sound, the high-end mobile phone was smashed into two pieces and finally became quiet.
Finally calmed down, and his heart seemed to have calmed down slightly. Looking at the unconscious Mo Hanya, he suddenly cried and said with a smile: "Sister, you are mine, I am yours, no one can take it away from you."
Let's go." He lowered his head and kissed her warm and soft lips with tears in his eyes. After kissing her for a long time, he left her lips, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom upstairs...
Mo Hanya's head was extremely dizzy. In her dizziness, she felt like someone was taking off her clothes. Her heart was so flustered that she tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy.
Unable to open as desired.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of slightly cool hands touch her naked body, and her heart felt chilly and tightened... Who? Who? Uh, no, no...
At some point, Mo Zifei had taken off all his clothes, leaving his well-proportioned body exposed to the air.
He looked at the woman who had been stripped naked by him and tied to the bed in a large font. Her poetic eyes were full of sparkling tears. After brewing his emotions for a while, he closed his eyes, leaving two drops of tears, and slowly
Slowly crawling onto the bed, letting his gradually burning body cover hers, his hands tremblingly caressed her smooth and silky white skin...
"Sister, I love you, let me love you." He kissed her with tears in his eyes and said softly in her ear, "Sister, I don't want to be your brother, I want to be your man.
…”
Mo Hanya felt uncomfortable, and vaguely heard some words. Her consciousness gradually became clearer, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tried her best to slowly open her heavy eyelids, "Uh... Zifei? Uh, no..."
Seeing his naked body covering her body, she suddenly felt as miserable as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Tears surged out in an instant, and she shook her head at him pleadingly, "Zifei, wuwu, I beg you."
, don’t be like this, let me go... Wuwu, let me go..."
"I don't want it." Mo Zifei couldn't help but shed tears and looked sadly at her tearful eyes, "If I let you go, you will leave me."
"I won't." She tried her best to stay calm and shook her head vigorously while saying assuringly, knowing that she seemed to be in a black ocean, desperately struggling with her tied limbs, "Let go.
I, I will stay with you."
"You lied to me, you are lying to me." He seemed to see her struggling hand quietly, and suddenly lost control of his emotions. He leaned down to kiss her lips, clasped her chin with one hand, and forcefully inserted his tongue to wrap around her uvula.
…
"Wuwu... uh... Zifei... uh... wuwu... no, don't..." At this moment, her heart was about to die, and she shed tears of despair... Mi, help me...
Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the bedroom, ‘哐丁7e’
Hearing the noise, Mo Zifei just stopped, and then started to kiss her densely, his hands roaming freely on her graceful body, "Sister... I can finally touch you like this... uh
,Sister...you know, I always dream of you having sex under me..."
Mo Hanya was speechless, her heart seemed to have become a sea of sadness.
Just when she closed her eyes and was about to completely despair, the bedroom door was suddenly knocked open, and a strong figure rushed in with a 'boom'.
"Mo Zifei, you beast." He was a fan of the East. Seeing Mo Hanya lying naked on top of Mo Hanya, Mo Zifei was so angry that blood rushed to his forehead. He forgot about the pain on his body and quickly picked him up.
He punched him on the head, and then kicked him hard in the abdomen, knocking him to his knees.
"Uh ah 7e" Mo Zifei had absolutely no room to fight back. He was in great pain. He supported the ground with one hand and the abdomen that had been kicked hard with the other. He knelt on his knees in pain and looked at Mo Hanya on the bed.
Dongfang Mi's eyes were blood red and she looked at him hatefully. She quickly turned around, took off her coat and quickly covered Mo Hanya's naked body. Then she quickly untied the ropes that tied her limbs and hugged her with great distress.
.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Hearing her cry like this, his heart almost broke. He kept touching her back with one hand, "Baby, it's okay, it's okay..."
After a while, she finally calmed down a little, put away the flood of tears, looked at Mo Zifei who was kneeling on the ground with disappointed eyes, and choked out every word: "Mo Zifei, from now on,
We... are just strangers."
Meeting her gaze, Mo Zifei was in unbearable pain. He opened his mouth, then closed it tremblingly, with tears streaming down his face as he hesitated to speak, which was pitiful.
She hated him so deeply that she shed a tear, retracted her gaze decisively, and stopped looking at him, "Mi, let's go."
"Okay." As soon as she finished speaking, Dongfang Mi immediately picked her up and quickly walked out of this sin-filled bedroom.
He hugged her and left. Mo Zifei suddenly felt that his life had been cruelly destroyed by something. His naked body slowly fell to the cold ground. He could no longer hold back and cried out with a voice that was so sad that it was like hell.
"Uh wu wu... uh uh uh uh uh..."
…
After returning, Mo Hanya still felt uncomfortable.
She couldn't help but care about the obscene scene of her naked self being pressed on the bed by the equally naked Mo Zifei, which was seen by an Oriental fan. Every time she thought about it, she wished she could kill herself with something and huddled alone in the bathroom.
Under the shower head, crying silently...
‘Dong dong dong 7e’
Dongfang Mi knocked on the door outside. She had been in the bathroom for an hour and had not come out yet. He had to worry, "Baby, you haven't washed it yet? Baby... can you come out?"
She didn't make a sound, and all she answered him was the sound of rushing water.
"Baby, can I come in?" He began to twist the door hard.
"Miscellaneous..." She hugged her body tightly and shook her head under the splashing water, trying her best not to cry. "Don't come in, don't come in... Please, I'll come out later."
Hearing her words, Dongfang Mi felt slightly relieved, "Okay, I won't come in, I'll wait for you outside." After saying that, he released the doorknob and slowly walked to the hall, sat on the sofa, and said gloomily.
Light a cigarette.
Ten minutes later, Mo Hanya put on a long-sleeved bathrobe and walked out with a pale face, her eyes a little afraid to look at him.
Seeing her come out, Dongfang Mi immediately put the burning cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and walked towards her worriedly, "Baby..."
She took a step back as if scared, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep." After lowering her head, she turned around and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
"Baby, your hair is not dry yet. Blow dry it before going to bed." He followed him very worriedly.
Knowing that he was following her, she walked faster, "I'll dry myself before going to bed." After entering the bedroom, she immediately closed the door and locked it, blocking him out in time, and then slid to the floor uncomfortably.
Burying his head in his knees, his shoulders trembled from time to time... My, I'm sorry, you were injured. I should have taken good care of you, but I made you worry about me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
"Baby, open the door and let me in." Dongfang Mi twisted the doorknob hard outside, his voice was very worried, "Let me blow dry your hair, okay? Baby, open the door, I will blow dry your hair.
After watching you fall asleep, I will go out...believe me..."
After a while, she raised her tear-stained face and said hoarsely and feebly to the door: "Mi, I'm in a very confused mood. Please leave me alone. Please."
Hearing this, Dongfang Mi was quiet outside the door, and finally nodded, "Okay. I... will go to bed first, good night." After whispering this sentence, he turned around and walked to the bedroom next door.
He closed the door gently, took out another cigarette and lit it. While smoking slowly, he frowned slightly and thought about something...
This night must have felt longer than a century to both of them.
The next morning, Dongfang Fan got up early to make breakfast as usual.
After making breakfast, he went to knock on her bedroom door, "Baby, are you awake? I've made breakfast, come out and eat."
After a while, the door opened.
After getting up from sleep, Mo Hanya seemed to have forgotten what happened last night. When she saw him, she showed a beautiful smile and asked, "What's for breakfast today?"
He was stunned and said with a smile: "Ham sandwich with hot milk."
"Haha, I really want to eat it." She said with a smile, took his hand when she went out, and walked to the dining table with him, then crossed her legs and ate elegantly, while picking up a newspaper to read.
Dongfang Fan was also eating breakfast, keeping his eyes on her while eating.
She suddenly raised her eyes to meet his, and frowned, pretending to be angry, "I know I'm pretty, could you please stop looking at me?"
"Oh." He raised his lips in embarrassment, immediately lowered his head and took a big bite of the sandwich.
The moment he lowered his head, her beautiful eyes dimmed with sadness. When he was about to raise his head, he immediately blocked his true emotions with the newspaper in his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth, full of bitterness.
After breakfast, she rarely sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV series. When she saw a comedy, she would laugh and occasionally laugh out loud.
After tidying up the kitchen, Dongfang Mi walked to the hall, sat next to her as if nothing had happened, and watched the TV series with her. When she laughed, he laughed along with her, even if he didn't know what the TV series was about.
When the commercial time came, he put his arm around her shoulders and asked gently: "Baby, aren't you going to the company to record a new album today?"
She glanced at him, smiled and shook her head, "I'm not going, I'm taking a week off."
"Oh." He smiled, remained silent for a few seconds, leaned down to kiss the side of her face, and asked softly in her ear: "How are you going to arrange this week?"
She thought for a while, looked at his gauze-wrapped head, frowned and said, "What other arrangements can I make? Of course I will stay at home to take care of you as a sick person."
"Hahahahaha..." After hearing this, Dongfang Mi immediately laughed happily and put both hands around her slim waist, "Baby, thank you for your hard work, hehe..."
"Uh, what's so fun about this?" She pretended to be annoyed.
"Haha, I'm so blessed this week. You stay with me every day, how can I not be happy?" He said happily as he moved his mouth to kiss her, "Here, turn your face and let me kiss her on the mouth.
Son."
"Uh, don't do it." She didn't turn her head away and shrank her body back hard.
He got interested, pushed her down on the sofa, and lit a fire on her body with one hand, "Baby..."
When he touched her sensitive spot, she felt a little itchy in her heart. She blushed and said angrily: "Oh, behave yourself. You are still a wounded person now."
He didn't take it seriously, "It hurt the top, not the bottom." After saying that, he quickly took off her underwear and let her two long legs hook around his waist.
At this moment, there was a trace of panic in Mo Hanya's eyes. It seemed that she remembered the scene of being tied naked to the bed by Mo Zifei, and being pressed under her and kissed by him, "Mysterious, I..."
Dongfang Mi seemed to know what she was going to say and what she was thinking. He closed her mouth with a quick kiss, hooked his tongue around her uvula, and kept entwining...
Her breath was almost taken away by him, but the worries were still floating in her mind and refused to go away. The hand holding his back still didn't have much strength.
Dongfang Mi used all kinds of martial arts, sometimes nibbling, sometimes sucking, and sometimes licking. Her breathing was rapid, her body was hot, her hands were absolutely not idle, and she neatly unbuttoned each button on her clothes...
"Mysterious..." Her body trembled, as if she felt cold.
"Baby, don't think about anyone, just think about me." While caressing her, he did not forget to comfort her tenderly, "No matter what happens, you are the only treasure in my heart, do you understand?"
Hearing this, there were tears in her eyes. She suddenly raised her head and kissed his sexy lips. Then she raised her lips and said with dazzling eyes: "Mi, you came just in time last night. He didn't possess me."
, I... belong to you alone."
When she said the next sentence, her heart secretly ached, because Wu Hao's shadow flashed across her mind, and she remembered that a few years ago, in order to retaliate against him, she stole information on the night of the New Year.
The deep guilt about having a relationship with Wu Hao cannot be eliminated in my heart... My, if you knew about this, would you still love me?
She said that she was still the only one he admired in the East.
When the Oriental fan heard her words, he was happy and excited. He lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely. Then he stared at her beautiful and delicious face and asked with unsteady breath: "Baby, when I go to jail
Have you really never gone out to find a man in the past three years?"
"No." She answered affirmatively.
"How can you endure loneliness so well?" He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly.
After hearing this, she frowned, "Forget it if you don't believe me." She said angrily, and forcefully opened his hand that was touching her chest with both hands, "Don't touch me, you think I am you, you can touch me anytime, anywhere."
In heat? Huh."
"Haha 7e" He chuckled evilly, and his hand shamelessly touched her soft breasts, "Baby, don't be angry, I believe, I believe." He lowered his head slowly, sometimes lightly.
Bite the small strawberry on one side hard, causing her to twist and groan...
"Uh, ah, 7e be gentle, be gentle..." She twisted in pain and joy, carefully holding his gauze-wrapped head with both hands...
On this day, they made love on the sofa several times, having sex again and again...
In the next few days, they were tired of lingering at home. When they were tired of lingering, they went to the kitchen to make delicious food together. There was no food in the refrigerator, so they went out hand in hand, wearing big couple sunglasses, and
Big couple hats, wearing big couple suits to buy food in the supermarket.
Dongfang Mi pushed the shopping cart and followed Mo Hanya.
When Mo Hanya was selecting snacks in the snack area, he saw the warm scene of a couple putting their little baby in the shopping cart. He was very happy and hurriedly pushed the shopping cart aside and hugged Mo Hanya from behind.
Ya asked excitedly in her ear, "Baby, when will our two little darlings be brought to China to reunite with us?"
Mo Hanya took a pack of multigrain biscuits, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Let's see how you do. If you do well, I will take them back to China this month. If you do not do well, I won't do it this year either."
Take them back home."
"My performance has always been very good." He smiled confidently, looked both sides, and found that there was no one there, he immediately moved his lips to kiss her.
"Uh 7e uh, why are you in heat again?" She was angry and glanced at the old man who just passed by and looked at them with disdain. She quickly covered his mouth that he wanted to kiss again, frowning and staring at him hatefully.
, "Oriental fans, can you please stop being in love anytime and anywhere?"
He took off her hand covering her mouth and grinned shamelessly, "Baby, I'm already very restrained."
"You, uh..." She was quite speechless, picked up the cookie in her hand and hit him on the head hard.
"Uh, wife, be gentle, your husband has a concussion." He suppressed a smile and shrank his head in fear.
"Tch, who is your wife?" She showed no mercy and continued beating, breaking the biscuits into crumbs.
"I've given birth to children, and I'm only allowed to have two in my lifetime, so why don't I be a wife?" He took it for granted, and when he said it, he was quite proud. "Wife, how can you be so good at having children?"
"..." She was almost mad at him, "Dongfang Fan, if you say one more word, I will take care of you."
He was stunned and asked, "Honey, what is our family law?"
"Hmph." She snorted coldly, "Don't touch me for a month."
He pinched his slightly bearded chin thoughtfully, "Well, my wife, I can tolerate this. If you don't let me serve you for a month, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."
"Oriental fan, you, you... uh!" She turned red with anger, decided to ignore him, stamped her feet, turned around and left.
"Hey, wife, wait for me." A certain man immediately pushed the shopping cart and followed him in a hurry.
...
During this week, the two of them lived an extremely sweet life, which was even worse than a honeymoon.
"Uh ah... I don't want it anymore... Aha... Mystery... Really, I really don't want it anymore..." His passion was too fierce and his lust was too strong. Mo Hanya really couldn't bear it.
His body begged for mercy again and again, "Ah, it's too, too deep..."
"Haha..." He smiled hoarsely, "Baby, what do you like..." As he said that, he moved his waist more forcefully...
After the passion, the two sat on the sofa hugging each other, holding a big bag of snacks together, eating loudly, and watching TV in a good mood.
Time flew by very quickly. After a certain TV series ended, entertainment news appeared on the screen. The female host vividly reported the news about Mo Zifei...
[The sky-high-priced artist Asa has been photographed drunk in nightclubs for several days in a row. It seems that he is in a very bad mood. He must have broken up with Liu Mengmeng. Hey, he is so hungover every day. As a fan of his
I, these days, have been worried about him every day. I am really afraid that if he continues to be depressed like this, he will hurt his body sooner or later...]
Upon hearing Mo Zifei's name, both of them turned their attention to the TV.
Mo Hanya was still very angry with Mo Zifei in her heart, but when she saw the scene of him being drunk in a nightclub and being helped out of the nightclub by his manager, she still couldn't help but worry about him, with hidden eyes.
A flash of tears flashed through her eyes, and she quickly picked up the remote control to change the channel.
Dongfang Mi didn't say anything, but put his arm around her shoulders, hugged her tightly, and comforted her silently.
A week later, Mo Hanya adjusted her condition and began to go to the company's recording studio to record a new album as normal.
One day when she came out of the company, she was suddenly surrounded by a large group of reporters, asking noisily what happened between her and Mo Zifei.
"Liu Mengmeng, have you and Asa really broken up?"
"Ms. Liu, Asa drinks and gets drunk every day because of you. Aren't you worried about him at all?"
"Tell me the reason why you broke up..."
She had a headache, "I'm sorry, I don't want to answer any questions." After saying this coldly, she walked out with difficulty, surrounded by them carrying long guns and short cannons, "Please give way."
"Ms. Liu, can you just tell me about your breakup with Asa?"
"Asa is so depressed because of you, why don't you feel sorry for him at all?"
Dongfang Fan was sitting in the red car nearby. Seeing her surrounded by many reporters, she felt very angry. She immediately put on a pair of sunglasses, quickly opened the door and got out of the car, and squeezed into the crowd with a unique bodyguard style. "Everyone.
, I'm sorry, Miss Liu is very uncomfortable today, please don't disturb her." He said sternly, stepping to Mo Hanya's side, gently holding her waist, and escorting her away from the reporters.
Surrounded by them, they opened the car door and let her get in.
Dongfang Fan quickly sat in the driver's seat, immediately started the car, and skillfully got rid of the reporters who were following him.
"Baby, are you okay?" After getting rid of the reporter, he asked her worriedly while driving.
She smiled at him, and just when she was about to say, 'I'm fine,' the cell phone on her body rang, 'ticking, ticking, ticking...'
It was a call from Mo Zifei.
This call was already the thirtieth call he made today. She didn't answer it even once. She frowned and simply turned off her phone.
Dongfang Mi didn't ask her anything, and must have guessed that the call was from Mo Zifei.
…
For more than half a month, Mo Zifei lived an extremely depressed life. He was either drinking or sleeping all day long. His clothes were dirty and he didn't know how to take them off and change them. His unshaven, youthful and handsome artist image was no longer the same.
exist……
On this day, he frantically called Mo Hanya. Unexpectedly, she didn't answer any call. He was so sad that he almost cried. He sat dejectedly on the cold floor of the hall, holding an empty hand.
Liquor bottle, muttering to himself hoarsely to the unresponsive phone, "Sister, why don't you answer my call? Sister... I know I'm wrong, please, don't ignore me... I feel so uncomfortable,
It’s so uncomfortable…What should I do to make you forgive me?”
What should he do to make her forgive him?
Suddenly, he had an idea and suddenly thought of something. He quickly got up from the ground, threw away the empty wine bottle, and walked out of the temperatureless luxury villa with unsteady steps...
"Mom, help me." He returned to Mother Mo. As soon as he saw Mother Mo, he begged the inexplicable mother urgently.
"Zifei, what's wrong with you?" Mother Mo looked at his unshaven and decadent image, and felt extremely distressed. Her face was full of worry, and she hurriedly helped him sit down, "What happened? Why did he become like this?"
"Mom." Mo Zifei's eyes were wet and he held her hand tightly, "Mom, help me, sister, she is ignoring me."
Mother Mo was puzzled, "Why is Hanya ignoring you?"
"I, I did something wrong." He said regretfully, looking like he was about to cry, which was really heartbreaking.
"What did you do wrong?"
"I, I..." He was embarrassed to say it.
"Oh, you have to say it. If you don't say it, how can you ask your mother to help you?" Mother Mo was a little anxious.
He thought for a while, lowered his head, and said with difficulty: "Mom, I tied her to the bed that night..."
"What?" Mo's mother was shocked when she heard this, "I said Zifei, Zifei, how could you do such a thing? You are really confused."
"Mom, I know I was wrong." He admitted his mistake again and again, his eyes full of tears, "I don't know what happened at that time. Mom, help me, help me let my sister not be angry with me, let my sister not be angry with me."
Leave me. Mom, I beg you."
"If something like this happened, how can you ask your mother to help you?" Mo's mother looked embarrassed.
"Mom, only you can help me." He burst into tears and said with a bitter smile.
"Hey..." Mother Mo let out a long sigh. Looking at his face with tears, she felt really uncomfortable. She quickly raised her hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said in a deep and loving voice: "Zifei, mother will try her best."
I'm helping you, but you are my son."
"Oh, mom, thank you..."
Mother Mo hugged him tightly with tears in her eyes and patted his back gently, "Silly boy, what else can you say thank you to mom?"
…
"Baby, it's time for us to take a shower together." Not long after dinner, Dongfang Mi said ambiguously to the woman sitting in a daze on the sofa.
Mo Hanya didn't seem to hear, didn't speak, and didn't look back at him. She heard on TV that Mo Zifei's art exhibition might be cancelled. She was still sitting on the sofa, thinking blankly.
Dongfang Mi was a little confused, walked over, sat next to her and hugged her gently, "Baby, what are you thinking about?"
She raised her head and looked at him with tangled eyes. She wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and said nothing. She just shook her head gently.
"Let's go take a bath." Dongfang Mi smiled charmingly, picked her up and walked to the bathroom, "After taking a bath, let me see the photos of the babies to see if they look like me or not.
like you."
When she heard him talking about the babies, she smiled, rolled her eyes, raised her arms to hug his neck, and said proudly: "Both babies look like me."
"No way?" He frowned, "I have no merit but also hard work. There must be someone who looks like me."
"Hehehe, all the credit for the hard work is mine."
"Haha, how could it be? I was the one who contributed."
"How can you do anything?" She glared at him, "I am the one who contributes. You don't know how painful it is when you give birth to a child. I will never give birth again."
"Baby, thank you for your hard work." He smiled, lowered his head, kissed her soft lips, and raised his eyebrows evilly, "I will comfort you." After saying that, he closed the bathroom door and personally undressed and undressed her.
…
Just when they were about to get down to business, the doorbell rang loudly...
‘Ding Dong 7eDing Dong 7e’
Mo Hanya looked confused, "Uh, confused, someone is coming, stop now..."
Dongfang Mi didn't take it seriously, and set fire to her body with his hands unaffected, "Baby, don't worry about it, let's continue." His voice fell, his lips fell, and he kissed her delicate lips wildly.
‘Ding dong 7e ding dong 7e’ the doorbell is still ringing.
"Uh 7e Um, fans... I have to go see who it is." Mo Hanya pushed him away with all her strength, finished speaking rationally, put on her bathrobe and walked quickly to the bathroom.
Dongfang Mi was not wearing any clothes, and she was naked and posing in a seductive pose by the window. With a smile on her lips, she looked at her back charmingly as she walked out, "Baby, I'm waiting for you here."
"I know." She turned back and rolled her eyes at him. After walking out, she immediately opened the door. When she saw the four people outside the door, a look of panic suddenly appeared on her face, "Dad, Mom, sister, why are you here?
"
"Why, aren't we welcome?" Mother Lin asked with a slight smile.
"Oh, no, it's not." She forced a smile and turned sideways to let them sit in the room. Thinking of the Oriental fans waiting for her in the bathroom, her heart was in confusion.
Linghu Shaofei looked at her with worried eyes and supported Lin Yi, who had a big belly, to sit on the sofa.
Lin Zhipeng's face was a little gloomy, and he and Mrs. Lin were sitting on another sofa.
Mo Hanya was not busy pouring tea for them. She looked at them and immediately turned around, preparing to go into the bathroom and ask Dongfang Mi not to come out. But she didn't expect that after taking a few steps, Dongfang Mi walked out in a bathrobe.
"Baby, who's here?" Dongfang Mi walked out barefoot while tying his bathrobe, and asked casually. He raised his eyes and instantly saw four people sitting on the sofa. He was stunned for two seconds and immediately became extremely shocked.
A natural and gentle smile, "Uncle, aunt, hello."
Seeing him coming out in a bathrobe, the four people sitting on the sofa were surprised and even a little unbelievable.
Among them, Lin Zhipeng and Linghu Shaofei had the ugliest expressions.
Uh, it's over.
Mo Hanya thought as if she was falling apart in her heart. Looking at Dongfang Mi's flattering smile, and then looking at the ugly faces of her family members, she really wanted to pass out.
Lin Zhipeng was the first to look at Mo Hanya and asked sternly: "Mengmeng, are you living with him?"
"Dad, I, we...we..." She looked at his extremely ugly face and really didn't know how to answer.
"Uncle Lin, we are living together." Dongfang Mi admitted generously on her behalf at this time. With a smile, he walked to Mo Hanya's side, stood with her, and gently held her waist with one hand.
, seems to be secretly giving her the courage and strength to admit their relationship.
Mo Hanya did not deny Dongfang Mi's words. She did not dare to look at their extremely disapproving faces and lowered her head slightly.
Lin Zhipeng's face was extremely ugly. He looked at her with disappointed eyes. He was silent for a moment, then stood up and said in a heartbroken voice: "Mengmeng, dad will never allow you to be with him. If you continue to be with him, in the future,
Just don’t call me daddy.”
Is this too serious a statement?
When Mrs. Lin heard this, she quickly stood up, looked at Lin Zhipeng's angry face, and winked at Mo Hanya anxiously, signaling her to quickly apologize to her father.
Dongfang Mi remained silent at this time, sincerely wondering in his heart whether the woman he cared about with all his heart would choose him or her family in this situation.
After a short silence, Mo Hanya raised her head, looked at Dongfang Mi who was standing next to her, held back tears, and said apologetically to Lin Zhipeng: "Dad, the grudges between our family and theirs are
It's all over, let's not worry about it anymore, okay? We really love each other, please bless us and let us be together."
"You, you... uh..." Lin Zhipeng heard these words and his chest heaved with anger. "From today on, I, Lin Zhipeng, will treat you as my daughter." After saying this angrily, he immediately turned and walked towards the door.
"Hey." Mrs. Lin was in a dilemma. She looked at Mo Hanya disappointedly and quickly caught up with Lin Zhipeng, "Zhipeng..."
Lin Yi, who had been silent all this time, looked at Mo Hanya incomprehensibly, "Sister, why are you like this? Your parents have been worrying about you all day long. They don't let you be with him because of
Hello. Do you know that back then, in order to avoid serving 7 years in prison, he threatened Dad with you?"
Hearing the next sentence, Mo Hanya looked surprised, immediately turned her head, and looked at Dongfang Mi with scrutinizing eyes without blinking.
Dongfang Mi remembered how she had been used to negotiate with Lin Zhipeng in prison, and felt a little embarrassed. She shook her head and said goodbye, not daring to look at her.
Linghu Shaofei looked at Dongfang Mi bitterly and said to her in a deep voice: "Hanya, the police station is already investigating this matter. If it is found out that it was his father who used his power to prevent him from serving 7 years in prison,
Dad will be dismissed immediately, and he will also be imprisoned."
Hearing this, Mo Hanya's heart felt cramped.
At this moment, Lin Yi stood up with an ugly expression, "Sister, if you can bear to see your father being dismissed from his post and go to jail, then you can stay with him." After speaking with difficulty in concealing his anger, Lala Ling
Hu Shaofei walked out quickly with a big belly, "Husband, let's go."
Linghu Shaofei stood up from the sofa, looked at Lin Yi's back, and then looked at Mo Hanya, who was silent and sad, hesitated for two seconds, and said gloomily: "Hanya, I was almost beaten back then.
You know about death."
"Yeah." She nodded, "I know."
"Did you know? The person who sent people to beat me back then was his Oriental fan." Speaking of this incident, Linghu Shaofei became particularly angry and wished he could beat up his Oriental fan like he did back then.
"..." Mo Hanya was once again so surprised that she was speechless.
Linghu Shaofei's eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness, "Hanya, if you blindly favor him, I have nothing to say. I hope you will think more about my father's mood." After saying this, he
Follow up with Lin Yi who has already walked out of the door.
The Oriental fan looked at Linghu Shaofei's back as he walked out of the door, and twitched the corner of his mouth with disdain, "Baby, he should be beaten up if he eats from the bowl and looks at the pot."
"Shut up." She didn't want to hear anything he said now. She raised her head and looked at him with tangled eyes, "Dongfang Fan, what do you want me to do? Why is it so difficult to be with you?"
"Uh 7e" He sighed deeply and hugged her tightly regardless, "Baby, let's just leave those people alone."
"Do you think I'm as selfish as you?" She was annoyed and pushed him away with wet eyes. "They are my family, how can I ignore them if you ask them to? You go, you go, you leave."
"Baby, calm down, calm down." The more she refused, the tighter he hugged her, lowering his head and kissing the top of her hair, "Don't worry, I will find a way, believe me, everything will be fine.
I won't let what you worry about happen."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." She cried spinelessly, no longer rejecting his embrace, and buried her face deeply in his heart.
"Baby, I love you, don't worry about anything, I have everything." He comforted her softly while thinking of a solution.
Originally, Mo Hanya was planning to call Aunt Li in France on this day and ask her to bring the two little babies to China. However, after this incident, all good moods were wiped out, and there was only happiness in her heart.
The sorrow of endless cutting and chaos.
In the following days, she tried her best to adjust her mood and go to work.
When she performs on stage or records a program, Oriental fans will accompany her, trying their best to be her bodyguards while thinking of ways to eliminate all factors that prevent them from being together.
After attending a talk show one afternoon, Oriental Fan drove her back to her apartment.
In the past few days, Mo Hanya rarely talked to him. As soon as she left the camera, the expression on her face was not necessarily good. When she was sitting in the car, she often turned her head and looked at the cars passing by with concern.
street scene.
When she arrived at the downstairs of the apartment, she suddenly saw a familiar figure. She immediately sat upright and said, "Mi, stop the car quickly."
"What did you see?" Dongfang Fan wondered, but he still stopped the car obediently.
She quickly got out of the car and walked quickly towards the guard room at the rear, "Mom..."
"Hanya." Mother Mo stood outside the door of the guard room. When she saw her, there was a smile on her face, but there were tears in her eyes.
"Mom, why are you standing here?" She tightened her wrinkled hands, "How long have you been here?"
"I haven't been here long." Mother Mo said with tears in her eyes, "Hanya, go see Zifei. He is in the hospital now."
"Hospital?" Her heart skipped a beat, "Why is he in the hospital? Mom, what happened to Zi Fei?"
"The doctor said that the heart he had transplanted four years ago was rejected by his body, wuwu..." Mo's mother started crying as she spoke, "Hanya, Zifei did something wrong, please forgive him.
, Wuwu, the doctor said that the success rate of this operation is only 30%, Wuwu, I am really afraid of Zifei, I am really afraid of Zifei..."
"Mom, it won't happen." She hugged her tightly and comforted her with wet eyes, "Zi Fei will get better. Don't worry, I will ask the best experts to perform surgery on him."
"Hanya, you should go to the hospital to see him now. He is very depressed now and is not cooperating with treatment at all."
"Well, okay, I'm going to see him now." She nodded repeatedly and pulled Mo's mother quickly towards the car.
Dongfang Mi got out of the car and saw the two people in tears. He was full of doubts, "Hanya, what happened?"
"Zifei is in the hospital." When she walked to the car, she said with wet eyes and worry, opened the car door and helped Mo's mother get into the car, "Mi, drive to xx hospital immediately."
Hearing that Mo Zifei was in the hospital, Dongfang Mi's face became a little gloomy. When they got in the car, they looked at Mo Hanya's worried face and felt depressed. Without saying a word, they drove the car towards the hospital.
Drive away.
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xx hospital.
Mo Zifei had not seen Mo Hanya for nearly a month. She was wearing a striped hospital gown and lying sadly on the bed in the high-end ward.
After entering the hospital, Mo Hanya and Mother Mo walked in front, while Dongfang Mi walked slightly behind.
When she was about to arrive at the ward, Mother Mo slowed down slightly and walked parallel to Dongfang Mi. She looked at Hanya, pulled Dongfang Mi, shook her head at him, and looked at him with pleading eyes.
He signaled that he did not need to follow Hanya in.
Dongfang Mi naturally understood what she meant, smiled bitterly, nodded, and then stopped and watched Mo Hanya walk into the high-end ward.
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"Zifei..." Mo Hanya walked into the ward and saw Mo Zifei lying on the bed who had lost a lot of weight. She was lying if she said she wasn't distressed or worried.
When Mo Zifei saw her, he felt excited and sad at the same time. While smiling at her, he also showed a fragile look in his eyes. In his poetic eyes, he shed tears of sadness instantly, "Sister..."
Seeing his haggard and sick appearance, feeling his fragility, Mo Hanya felt unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart. Her eyes became moister, and she sat by the bed, looking at him with colorful eyes.
"Sister, will you forgive me if I die?" He looked at her face and asked with a tearful smile.
"Mo Zifei, what stupid things are you saying?" She couldn't help but choked and scolded him, "I'm warning you, you are not allowed to die, you must live well, your mother is still waiting for you to take care of you in old age."
"Sister, tell me, have you ever forgiven me?"
"I forgive you." She replied without hesitation.
"Haha, is it true?" He couldn't hide his excited smile, and held one of her hands tightly with both hands. His tearful eyes suddenly brightened, as if a fire of hope had been ignited.