Hearing the panicked cries of the servants, Moer Ye ran back to the villa, and Ling Kexin followed her in. When she saw Wu Qiong's eyes closed, her face suddenly turned pale without any blood, she immediately stepped forward and pinched her...
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Wu Qiong woke up, and the family doctor also came. Wu Qiong didn't want to see Ling Kexin, so Ling Kexin asked Lu Qiaoer to take her into the servants' building.
When Wang Ma saw her, her eyes became cloudy. Ling Kexin's eyes were also filled with tears. She hugged Wang Ma and burst into tears.
"Child, don't be sad. If Madam lets someone take the young master and young lady away, she will definitely not harm them. After all, they are the eldest young master's bloodline." Wang Ma comforted Ling Kexin with choked sobs.
Ling Kexin believed this, but she couldn't accept that Wu Qiong separated her from her two children. As they were both mothers, wouldn't Wu Qiong think about it from her own perspective?
Wang Ma cooked dinner, but Ling Kexin couldn't eat it. She came to the small room where she lived five years ago and sat blankly on the wooden bed.
It was dark, and the lights were not turned on in the room. When the lights in the manor came on one after another, footsteps slowly walked towards the room.
"Bah!" Moor Ye found the light switch as if he was very familiar with it. The moment the light came on, he was stunned for a moment and looked at the light switch.
Ling Kexin turned to look at him with an indifferent expression, then slowly turned back and turned her gaze to the window.
Mo Ye frowned, looking at her lonely and sad look in front of him, and felt inexplicably confused. Just now downstairs, he asked Lu Qiaoer: "Where is Miss Ling?"
"She went upstairs." Lu Qiaoer answered carefully.
"Go upstairs?" He was surprised.
Lu Qiaoer opened her mouth. She really wanted to tell him what she knew, but she could only hold back. No one dared to disobey Mrs. Mo's warning.
"She has lived in that room." One sentence was enough. After Lu Qiaoer finished speaking, she ran away immediately.
Mo Ye was even more surprised. This was a servant building. Ling Kexin would have lived here back then? With doubts, he came up.
Now, he saw Ling Kexin sitting so quietly on the wooden bed. The whole room was monotonous and old, without any decorations or luxurious decorations. She was like a lonely and sad little maid, licking the wounds in her soul alone.
"Xin'er," he walked over, sat down gently next to her, looked at her sad face, and said softly, "Don't worry, mother has promised me that someone will send the children back in a few days."
Hearing this, Ling Kexin's eyes flashed. She looked at Mo Ye with a sparkling light in her eyes. She parted her lips, but couldn't help but choked, "Where did he send it?"
"USA."
"Your home?"
More Ye paused for a moment. He turned away and looked at the sky outside the window. He nodded, "Yes."
"Let me talk to the children." Ling Kexin grabbed Mo Ye's hand, her expression urgent and her tone pleading, "I miss them, I won't feel relieved until I hear their voices."
Moor Ye seemed to be in a dilemma, and said: "Well... they are still sleeping at this time. They have changed to a new environment and have to adapt to it. Please don't... stop calling."
Seeing the evasion in his eyes, Ling Kexin narrowed her eyes. He was a man who was not good at pretending. Even though he looked tired and sad, he still conveyed to Ling Kexin the entanglement and pain in his heart.
The band-aid on his right forehead has been replaced by a small piece of white gauze. It seems that the family doctor has re-sterilized him. In order to cover up his ugly appearance, he deliberately let his hair fall to the right.
Ling Kexin stretched out her hand and slid her fingertips between his slightly frowned eyebrows. She raised her lips and raised a shy smile. Her voice was hoarse and stuck in her throat, "You don't have to lie to me, because you tricked me into being here six years ago."
, forced me to pay off my debts, forced me to be your little maid, which made me hate you very much... I hate you very much, because you are a liar! You are also a devil! You tortured me to the point where I was worse than dead..."
Mo Ye's black eyes slowly widened, and his heart tightened little by little. He stared blankly at Ling Kexin's face. There were tears on her face, and her lips were trembling. There was no false pretense, only truth.
The expression of emotion, what she said should be the truth.
Ling Kexin's fingers were still on his face, sliding from the corners of her eyebrows to his chin, shedding tears as she seemed to be recalling, "You thought my mother drove your mother into a lunatic, so you hate me very much and want to replace me."
Your mother took revenge on my mother. You thought, as long as I am in pain, my mother will suffer terribly! Unfortunately, my mother cannot see me. She had a car accident and you sent her to a hospital in the United States..."
Mo Ye's brows furrowed into deep lines, his throat was rumbling, and he uttered an almost inaudible voice: "Xin'er..."
Although Ling Kexin opened her eyes and shed tears, her eyes were dull. She seemed to have returned to the Mo Manor a few years ago and saw herself crying helplessly, screaming in pain, and suffering.
Begging, in front of her was a man who looked handsome but was as cruel as a devil.
Her hand slowly slid down, and her fingers unknowingly pinched Mo Ye's throat. She smiled, and two crystal tears fell from the corners of her lips, falling on her chest, "My mother is in the United States, you
But you lied to me and didn't know. You imprisoned me by your side, tortured me, restrained me, treated me like a dog, and made me eat your leftover food. If I was disobedient at all, you punished me in various ways.
The various punishments made my life worse than death, causing me to lose happiness, laughter, and even my beautiful first love that had just begun..."
Mo Ye's facial features twitched again and again, and his heart felt bitter.
"You are so cruel. You deprived me of my freedom and the last chance to see my mother. You caused me to have a miscarriage. You almost threw me to death, drowned me, and tortured me until I wanted to die every night...
Yes, I thought about dying." Ling Kexin put her hand on Mo Ye's throat, and her nails dug deep into her without realizing it. She didn't realize it, but she still said, "At that time, I really wanted to die, and I really wanted to die.
I wish you could die! Because if you die, I will be free, but I can’t strangle you!"
Gritting his teeth and exerting strength in his hands, Mo Ye suddenly felt his breath suffocating and his body swayed slightly. Ling Kexin's eyes moved and she looked at his face blankly. When her eyes fell on her fingers, she found that they were white.
There was a trace of blood on the fingernails, and there were several deep nail pinch marks on Moreye's neck, with traces of blood oozing out.
She retracted her hand in shock, a trace of panic flashed across her eyes, and her body subconsciously shrank back.
She seemed to have not escaped from the shadow of the past. The moment of fear was a subconscious behavior. Mo Ye hugged her suddenly, raised his face, and the corners of his eyes were moist.
"Xin'er! Xin'er... how could this be? How could this happen?" He kept shouting in his heart, "How am I a devil? How could I torture her like that? Do I still have humanity? No wonder she was at the wedding
Run away, I am not worthy to be her husband, I am not worthy!"
His throat kept rumbling, but he couldn't make a sound.
Ling Kexin closed her eyes, slowly held back her tears, and calmed down her mind. She pushed him away gently, then stood up numbly and walked toward the door.
"Xin'er, Xin'er, where are you going?" Downstairs, More Ye grabbed her wrist.
"Report the crime!" The two words revealed her determination.
Report the crime? Moor Ye was stunned. Ling Kexin looked up at him, an imperceptible sneer flashing across his lips... Moer Ye, the moment he saw his mother Wu Qiong fall to the ground, his will had been shaken. How should I say, he
Even if Wu Qiong wakes up and is fine after fainting, he will not force his mother to tell the truth.
What to do with her two babies? They have never left her side. Now she doesn’t know where they are. Will they cry? Can they eat and sleep? Mo Xinnian has just recovered from heatstroke. Such a delicate daughter
, how could she bear the fright?
Wu Qiong loves her son and thinks that she will do anything for her son!
Then Ling Kexin also loves her son and daughter, and for them, she doesn't want to be merciful!
After opening Mo Ye's fingers, Ling Kexin walked towards the gate without looking back. She came here in Mo Ye's car. At this moment, she could only go outside and catch a taxi to go back to the city.
Just as she was standing at the intersection waiting for the bus, a black Maybach parked beside her, the door opened, and More Ye poked his head out, his eyes deep and dark, filled with indistinguishable complex emotions.
Ling Kexin sat on it, she wanted to see where Mo Ye would send her.
The car was driving very fast, and Mor Ye suddenly seemed to be a different person. He had a sullen face, a dark complexion, a pair of deep black eyes staring straight ahead, and a cold aura lingering all over his body. He didn't
He spoke without turning his head to look at Ling Kexin.
Dozens of minutes later, the car stopped at the police station. Mo Ye got out of the car neatly and opened the door for Ling Kexin.
Ling Kexin stepped out of the car and looked up at him. When she caught her gaze, Moer Ye lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "Go, let's go together."
He took her hand and strode into the police station...
The next day, at dawn, Ling Kexin woke up while lying on the sofa and looked at a blanket on her body. She raised her head and looked around. When she heard a sound coming from the restaurant, she suddenly got up.
"Are you awake?" Mo Ye wore a floral apron and smiled at her, "I cooked some preserved egg and lean meat porridge. I don't know if you like it."
Ling Kexin rubbed her messy hair and looked at him in disbelief. She clearly remembered that she pushed him out of the courtyard last night and asked him not to stay here overnight. Why did he show up at home again today?
Seeming to see the confusion in her eyes, Mo Ye untied his apron and said with a faint smile, "I won't come in until you fall asleep."
Ling Kexin's eyes flashed, no wonder, she was covered with a blanket.
Mo Ye walked up to her and took her hand. Ling Kexin met his gaze and saw the dark circles on his face, "Xin'er, no matter what kind of man I was before, how much I hated you...
Now I just want to do something for you. You said you used to be my little maid, so from today on, you let me be your male maid."