Mo Lin? Ling Kexin was shocked. Isn't this the name of Mo Lin's father?
Her heart immediately beat fast. This was the first time she heard Mo Lin's voice. Ling Kexin involuntarily covered her chest with one hand, cleared her throat, and said with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Mo."
The man was breathing heavily. He probably felt that the voice was very unfamiliar and strange. He paused for a few seconds before replying, "Miss, who are you?"
"Uncle Mo, my name is Ling Kexin..."
"Creak!" A white sports car drove into the Mohs Homes in New York at high speed, then braked suddenly and stopped. The door opened, and a man in a black shirt walked out with a sullen face. Then, the co-pilot
A woman sat down, she was Chu Tianyu, and her face was equally ugly.
The black male servant hurriedly put down the water faucet and stood aside respectfully, "Young Master!"
Mo Ye said nothing and strode into the villa with a pair of dark eyes. Mo Lin was answering the phone in the bedroom. He stood at the window and looked at the scenery in the back garden, his expression becoming extremely surprised.
"Duk duk duk..." Someone knocked on the outer door, and then Mor Ye's voice came, "Dad, can I come in?"
Mo Lin took a breath and said gently to the other end of the phone: "I understand, kid, I will take care of this matter."
After finishing the thread, he looked calm, straightened the collar of his shirt, and said in a low voice: "Come in." Moor Ye pushed the door open and went in. Seeing that his father looked good, he said directly: "Dad, how can you unite with mom this time?
Are you lying to me? Are you asking me to come back to force me to get married?"
Mo Lin remained calm, straightened his sleeves, and asked slowly: "What do you think?"
"I don't want to get married! Dad, I had a car accident and lost my memory. You all know this, but do you still know? I forgot a very important person, her name is Ling Kexin... Dad, I have a son and daughter with her.
They are twins, they are very cute and I love them very much."
"Wait!" Mo Lin interrupted Mo Lin and pointed to a pair of single sofas, "Sit down and tell me what you know."
"Dad, I haven't recovered my memory, but based on intuition, I know that Ling Kexin's words are true. Because of Bai Yao's incident, I deceived her into the manor, and then..." He paused, because he saw his father's face suddenly flushed.
He stood up, his bright eyes burning with anger. Just when he thought his father was going to slap him, Mo Lin's hand fell on a cigar on the coffee table.
However, his tight lips and slightly trembling fingers betrayed his restraint.
Mo Ye calmed down and slowly told his father what he knew about what had happened, including how he wanted to announce his marriage and how he was deceived into coming to the United States.
Mo Lin finally lit his cigar, but his hands kept shaking and his face became more and more ugly. Finally, he gave up smoking, threw the cigar in the ashtray, and leaned back on the chair.
His hand touched his forehead.
Unexpectedly, his son tortured Bai Yao's daughter. Although he fell in love with her later, Ling Kexin ran away from the wedding, causing his son to have a car accident... This was unfortunate for the children, and the son was punished.
For them, God has favored them.
They met again and fell in love again, but his wife Wu Qiong could not untie the knot. She hated Bai Yao, and Jier hated Ling Kexin. They unreasonably sent people to kidnap the child and blackmailed her son into getting married...
Mo Lin felt dizzy for a while, but soon he slowly woke up, his face became normal, and his handsome face had a hint of seriousness. He looked at Mo Lin and said coldly: "How stupid, a man with a higher education
A man actually lost his mind and used his power to bully a twenty-year-old girl, Moer Ye! You should be a bully and a horse for Ling Kexin all your life!"
"Dad, I know I was wrong!"
"You know you were wrong? Why didn't you think more calmly back then?"
"I don't know why I did that back then. You didn't see it. Mom said she was crazy back then..."
"That's enough, don't talk about your mother!" It seemed that Mo Lin was very angry with his wife, and asked Mo Ye coldly, "You caused such a big trouble, how do you explain it to the Chu family? You
Your grandfather personally agreed to your marriage to Chu Tianyu."
No one mentioned what bad things Chu Tianyu had done to Mo Lin, but he subconsciously rejected Chu Tianyu, so he honestly said to Mo Lin: "Dad, I have no feelings for Chu Tianyu anymore. I have no feelings for her anymore."
Together, I didn’t feel anything at all, but when I saw Ling Kexin, I just..."
Mo Lin waved his hand. He didn't need to finish his son's words. He also understood. After rubbing his forehead, he made a decision: "Have a good talk with Chu Tianyu and tell her that everything will be decided after you regain your memory! The wedding date
Postpone it.”
"Then mom's side..."
"Leave it to me."
When Chu Tianyu heard that Mo Ye said that she would postpone the wedding date until he recovered his memory, she immediately became angry, "Darling, are you kidding me? I have been with you for more than ten years.
My youth has been wasted on you, and you want to dump me again?"
Her voice was very loud, and Mo Yiting, who had just come downstairs, heard it. She did not go down, but leaned on the escalator and looked at Mo Yiting and Chu Tianyu.
"I didn't say it, I just postponed it!" Mo Ye finally gave her face.
Chu Tianyu waved his hands angrily, and his voice was still high, "Extension? Do you think I will believe it? This is a trick of your Mo family to regret the marriage!" Mo Ye pulled him to the street to take wedding photos today, and Mo Ye heard this.
When he said he was getting married in the United States, he immediately darkened his face. Did he think Chu Tianyu was a fool? He was unwilling to get married at all.
"Tianyu, if you and my mother hadn't teamed up to send Zihao and Xinnian to Edinburgh... would I have agreed to get married? I've said before that everything will be decided after I regain my memory, but you can't wait!
"
"Of course I can't wait. My son is already six years old! Morye, I will be thirty years old. I have been with you for fifteen years. You said there are many fifteen years in life. These fifteen years are the most important for a woman.
Precious, the most beautiful youth, how can you compensate for my youth?" Chu Tianyu approached Mo Ye, seemingly very sad and angry, his eyes were burning, and his breathing was rapid, as if he was about to swallow Mo Ye.
Mo Ye stared intently. Although he no longer had the memory of those two years or so, he still knew clearly the days he spent with Chu Tianyu in those other years, so he curled his lips and smiled, "Chu Tianyu
, you have to know that when grandpa first proposed this marriage, I was opposed to it. I said that we would wait until I was twenty-five years old before deciding. It can be said that during those ten years we were just friends. I did not restrict your freedom. You know it very well!
"
"Yes, you didn't agree at first, but five years ago, you agreed, and we were engaged. If Ling Kexin hadn't played a trick on it, we would have been husband and wife."
Mo Ye was silent. That period of time was a blank for him. No matter how others filled in or scribbled on it, he could not make a correct judgment.
"Mo Ye, I tell you today, I will not agree to postpone the wedding." Chu Tianyu finally expressed his position.
"You have to agree even if you don't agree. If you don't think it's ugly, then I'll declare it in the newspaper!" Mor Ye said coldly and turned to leave.
"Bah!" Suddenly, an ashtray hit the back of More Ye's head.
"Brother!" Mo Yiting screamed, but it was still too late. The moment the cigarette can hit Mo Ye, it fell to the ground again, falling to pieces, and bright red blood suddenly fell from the tip of Mo Ye's hair.
drop……
It turned out that when Chu Tianyu heard the word "newspaper", he lost his normal state for a moment, picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it, which hit him on the head.
More Ye turned around, feeling dizzy. He blinked, but Chu Tianyu in front of him was swaying from side to side. Her face became more and more ferocious. Then, there was a harsh brake sound in his ears, and a flash of
The white wedding dress passed by the corner of my eyes...
"Xin'er!" As he staggered towards the sofa, he saw Ling Kexin. She was wearing a very beautiful wedding dress and smiling at him.
There was an image slowly pulling in his mind. In it, he was wearing a groom's outfit, handing a bouquet of red roses to Ling Kexin, and said, "My dear, we are married!"
Ling Kexin raised her head, "Will you regret it?"
"Won't."
"What would you do if I said I didn't love you?"
He smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you remember that I love you."
"You can think about it again, if..."
Before she could finish speaking, he put his arms around her waist, bowed his head and whispered, "Don't say this, no matter what, we will always be together and grow old together."
Is this...is this really the conversation between him and Ling Kexin on their wedding day? He seemed to remember it. He remembered it.
More Ye put his hands on the back of the sofa, his eyes flashing with surprise and confusion. He wanted to laugh or shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his head started to hurt again...
In a flash, another scene appeared in his mind. He saw Chu Tianyu. Yes, she had golden hair draped over her shoulders. She was also wearing a wedding dress. She was sitting in a red sports car.
Go up and shout in English: "Darling, I am the bride you want to marry today!"
What's going on? This is the scene where Chu Tianyu came to make trouble on the wedding day that Ren Yifei mentioned?
More Ye shook his head, but this shake made his head hurt even more, and the scene in his mind became completely blank. He held his head violently, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Brother! Your head is bleeding." Mo Yiting ran to him and shouted to the servants to get the medicine box. Chu Tianyu on the side was stunned, looking straight at the hair on the tip of Mo Ye's hair.
Blood dripped down his neck...
In Jiangbin City, Ling Kexin sent her two children to Mo's Manor the next day and drove away. She said that the studio was being renovated and she had to go over to take a look, but she would come over at noon to cook.
Watching her mother's car leave, Mo Xinnian asked Mo Zihao to help her take off the schoolbag on her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Mo Zihao asked strangely. She started packing her schoolbag early this morning. She didn't know what was packed in it. It was heavier than the schoolbag on his shoulder. Although she told her mother when she got in the car, everything was packed.
They were some books she liked, but Mo Zihao had deep doubts.
"I'm looking for glasses." Mo Xinnian opened the zipper, and after a while, she took out a pair of large flat glasses with black frames.
"Sister, why did you steal my glasses?" Mo Zihao's eyes widened. He asked his mother to buy them when he was trying to be cool.
"It's not stealing, I saw that you didn't need it so I brought it to use." Mo Xinnian smiled and gently wiped the spectacle lenses with a small handkerchief.
"What do you do with it?"
Mo Xinnian chirped, then put her glasses on the bridge of her nose smoothly. She blinked at Mo Zihao through the glass, "Have you changed?"
Small face, big glasses, ear-length short hair... what the hell! It's so ugly.
"She's changed, she's become like a little old woman!"
"It's okay, it's okay if it changes." Mo Xinnian smiled again and put on her schoolbag again.