Mo Yiting returned to Mo's Manor for lunch today. When Wu Qiong saw her, his eyes were hot, he felt blamed and distressed, and asked why she didn't call back.
Mo Yiting smiled and said that she was so busy that she felt dizzy and took a bath early and fell asleep.
Mo Xinnian heard her aunt's lie with her own ears, and blinked again and again, wanting to expose her but feeling inappropriate.
She looked at Mo Zihao, who was sitting on the sofa, playing with a smartphone in his hand. She came to his side and asked gently: "Brother, do you want to keep your secret?"
"kindness."
"Aren't you uncomfortable if you don't say it?"
"Won't."
"Oh," Mo Xinnian raised her head, touched her neck, rolled her eyes toward the ceiling, and cleared her throat, "Ahem..."
What happened? The secret was revealed, but I was still feeling panicked.
"Xin Nian, where is your mommy?" Mo Yiting paid attention to her.
"It's upstairs, Auntie, I'll accompany you." Mo Xinnian quickly took her hand and led her upstairs.
When she reached the fourth floor, Mo Xinnian turned around and looked up at Mo Yiting seriously, "Auntie, I have a secret I want to say."
Mo Yiting's eyes flashed and she smiled, "Okay, tell me, I like to hear secrets the most."
"It's yours. Were you with Uncle Joe last night?"
"..." Mo Yiting grinned coquettishly, glanced back at the stairs, and then pinched the tip of Mo Xinnian's nose, "Girl, be good, don't let grandma know about this."
"She doesn't know, but my mom and brother know."
When Mo Yiting heard this, she secretly screamed "Oops". She pushed Mo Xinnian away and walked directly into Mo Ye's bedroom.
Ling Kexin was cleaning the clothes in the kitchen. When she saw her coming in, she was extremely happy and said, "Yiting, are you back?"
"Where's my brother?" Mo Yiting asked.
"He...he went out for something."
"Kexin, did you tell my brother something?"
Ling Kexin smiled in denial, and Mo Yiting sighed and pursed her lips. No wonder Moer Ye called her this morning, and the tone on the phone was commanding.
"Go back to the manor! Don't stay outside!"
When my eldest brother is angry, he always has such a domineering tone.
"Yiting, don't worry, your elder brother is also doing it for your own good. He won't hurt anyone." Ling Kexin patted her shoulder, "What happened between you and He Xiaoxiao..."
"Stop talking." Mo Yiting immediately threw herself on Ling Kexin's shoulder.
Ling Kexin hugged her, her body trembled slightly, and her throat made a slight swallowing sound. Ling Kexin could feel the pain of lovelorn.
Patting her back lovingly, Ling Kexin only said softly: "If you lose a relationship, you can't rush to find another new relationship. Otherwise, you will be irresponsible to yourself and him."
Mo Yiting closed her eyes, pursed her lips tightly, and crystal tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.
Mo Xinnian quietly poked her head into the closet. She couldn't understand what Mommy said, but she saw her aunt's tears.
She pursed her lips and walked down the stairs sadly.
"Xin Nian, why are you unhappy?" Wu Qiong noticed her emotion.
"Yes, my little baby, come here, Grandma, give me a hug." When Mrs. Mo saw Mo Xinnian's little face pouting, she felt extremely distressed.
Mo Xinnian nestled into the arms of Mrs. Mo, gently touched the wrinkles on her face with her fingers, and asked with big eyes: "Grandma, can you help my aunt find a boyfriend?"
"Huh?" Mrs. Mo opened her eyes wide and turned her head to glance at Wu Qiong. Wu Qiong also looked surprised. She leaned over and asked Mo Xinnian why she said that.
"My aunt is getting older and she wants to get married."
"Haha..." Mrs. Mo laughed, touched her head, and said kindly, "Yes, she wants to get married, but your aunt will have a choice about who she wants to marry."
"Uncle He doesn't want her anymore!" Mo Xinnian lowered his head sadly.
When Wu Qiong heard this, his expression changed, and Mrs. Mo also suppressed a smile and shook her head.
No wonder Mo Yiting came back today with no smile on her face, her expression looked so lonely, and she had lost a lot of weight.
I see.
Because they were afraid that Mo Yiting would be sad, everyone avoided emotional topics. The adults only gathered around a pair of babies to talk about their studies and let them talk about interesting campus stories.
Mo Yiting came back in the evening, and Mo Yiting locked herself in the room and did not come out to see him.
Ling Kexin asked Mool Ye how he was doing, and Mool Ye smiled lightly: "Qiao Zhenzhong, through the relationship with Deputy Commander Su, may go to the special operations team."
"Ah? Then Yiting..."
"Yiting probably didn't like him. He looked disappointed, but it was obvious that Qiao Zhenzhong had changed his original intention. He originally approached Yiting because of his father, but maybe he figured something out later and took the initiative to ask for help.
The organization explained some things and then resigned."
After listening to Mo Ye's words, the tall and handsome image of Qiao Zhenzhong, a righteous and evil cold tyrant, appeared in Ling Kexin's eyes.
In fact, when she saw Qiao Zhenzhong for the first time, she had a really bad impression of him. At that time, he looked like a man with evil intentions and full of evil intentions.
Maybe at that time, he really got close to Mo Yiting because of Vice Mayor Qiao.
But now, who can be sure that he really likes Mo Yiting?
As for Mo Yiting, it seemed that her impression of this man was not too bad, otherwise, she would not have gone shopping with him on the pedestrian street last night.
Qiao Zhenzhong came home late. Because he didn't see his mother downstairs, he went upstairs and pushed open his mother's bedroom.
Wei Xianghong was facing the computer, but she didn't notice her son walking behind her.
"Mom, where did you come from?" He discovered that there were photos of Wu Qiong going crazy on the computer screen. One of them was unsightly, so Qiao Zhenzhong quickly reached out and pressed his mother's hand.
Wei Xianghong was shocked, with a hint of panic on her face. She let go of her hand, grabbed the handbag on the table, and squeezed it tightly.
"Zhenzhong, why didn't you knock on the door?"
"Mom, let me ask you where did Aunt Wu's photo come from?" Qiao Zhenzhong looked extremely serious.
"It happened a long time ago. It was sent by one of our alumni."
Qiao Zhenzhong frowned, turned around, pressed the mouse with his finger, and neatly deleted all the photos and cleared the trash can.
"Mom, I hope you won't hurt Aunt Wu again in the future. She is a patient who has just recovered. Don't you have sympathy?"
"Son, are you born to me? Your father is still examining, and your elbow is bent to the Mo family. Are you worthy of the ancestors of the Qiao family?" Wei Xianghong said angrily.
"Things are straight and clear. It is a fact that Dad made a mistake! This is not because the Mo family is setting us up, but because Dad brought it upon himself!"
"Pah!" Wei Xianghong's eyes widened, and she slapped Qiao Zhenzhong hard in sadness and annoyance, and shouted, "Where does a son like you come from? He doesn't help your father, but he says such rude words! It's really a waste of money to raise you.
Got it!"
After Wei Xianghong finished scolding, she picked up her bag and left angrily.
Qiao Zhenzhong closed his eyes lightly, and the burning pain on his face seemed to be transmitted to his heart. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were wet...
He originally wanted to talk to his mother about resigning and preparing to go to the south, but in this situation, if he spoke to his mother, he might annoy her even more.
Returning to his room, Qiao Zhenzhong sat down at his desk, picked up a crystal hairpin, and stared at it blankly.
This is a butterfly-shaped crystal hair button that Mo Yiting dropped in the car last night. She may have accidentally dropped it when her hair was spread out.
Qiao Zhenzhong picked it up and was originally going to put it on the platform of the carriage, but then he thought about it and put it in his pocket.
He is not a man who is attentive and considerate to women. After he changed his job to a local area two years ago, Ru Ling was introduced to her by her mother. Because she had never been in love and Ru Ling was very proactive, he accepted her.
Until now, he didn't know what true love was, but when he got close to Mo Yiting for his father, he realized that his heart ached slightly when he saw Mo Yiting sad.
He really wanted to protect her and felt sorry for her.
He thought, this should be the so-called love!
"Ringling..." While he was deep in thought, the cell phone on the table rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Mo Yiting's call. Qiao Zhenzhong stood up excitedly.
"Yiting, it's me." The voice was obviously excited.
"Mr. Qiao, thank you for last night, and thank you for buying me breakfast... Should I mail that dress to your home, or entrust someone else to deliver it to you?" Mo Yiting's words were very calm.
Qiao Zhenzhong was disappointed for a moment, his bright face instantly dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "You're welcome, just throw away the clothes..."
Mo Yiting was startled after hearing this. His tone and answer made her not sure how to answer for a moment.
"Is there anything else?" Qiao Zhenzhong was still looking forward to it.
"No...no more." Mo Yiting hurriedly hung up the phone. She really didn't understand why her heart beat so fast when she heard his cold and sad voice.
Because he kissed me tyrannically again yesterday?
Or was it because she slapped him again?
Or maybe she was moved that he stayed with her all night last night, not only did he not touch her, but he also bought her breakfast?
Mo Yiting scratched her hair and shook her head in annoyance. She couldn't think about it any more, otherwise, her heart would be even more confused and painful.
He Xiaoxiao...she has been in love for six years, what was the result?
A man she has been chasing for six years is not attracted to her. Can she still believe Qiao Zhenzhong's so-called "love at first sight"?
Ridiculous! She, Mo Yiting, will no longer be childish.
The next day, Mo Yiting cheered up, dressed neatly, put on light makeup, and went to the company early to work.
Not long after sitting in the office, the mailman downstairs brought flowers, one bouquet a day during working hours, without interruption. Mo Yiting really felt a headache.
But today, she was surprised that what she received was not red roses, but a bouquet of pure white lilies.
Different from the past, there is a red card inserted on the flowers today. The handwriting on the card is strong and powerful, very chic and elegant...
I wish you always smile and be beautiful forever!
Mo Yiting stared at the card blankly. Although there was no signature below, she naturally understood that this bouquet of lilies was also a gift from Qiao Zhenzhong, but she replaced it with red roses, which represented love.
"Hey, Miss Mo, what a beautiful lily." The new female director Liu Xuanxiao walked in slightly. After seeing the flowers in her hand, she joked, "Which handsome man gave this to me? This is a marriage that lasts for centuries.
Meaning."
Hearing this, Mo Yiting frowned... A happy marriage for a century?
No? How could Qiao Zhenzhong mean this?
She smiled and said, "An ordinary friend."
"You think it's ordinary, but he doesn't necessarily think so. The flower language of this lily is really a perfect match for centuries. It represents great love! Just like roses, it means that he loves you."
Mo Yiting naturally knew it, but she didn't even think of this meaning just now.
She threw the flowers aside casually, and then discussed with Director Liu the work to be arranged this week.
Ling Kexin was also very busy today. She had to rush out several advertising design drawings, but she had not yet received a reply to the design plans she sent to several units last week, so she called them one by one to inquire. She was very busy for a while.
Finally at noon, she had fast food with her employees and received another call from Mor Ye.
"Xin'er, He Xiaoxiao really gave up." Mor Ye spoke in a heavy tone, with a sigh.
Ling Kexin also felt regretful after hearing this. Mo Ye deliberately delayed the bidding time, mainly to give He Xiaoxiao more time to think about it, but He Xiaoxiao finally refused his kindness.
"Do you want to tell Yi Ting?" Ling Kexin asked.
"It's not necessary. I heard that He Xiaoxiao is getting engaged next month. We should respect him."
"Okay." Ling Kexin hung up the phone, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart. An excellent man, if the Mo family can cooperate with him, and he can become the son-in-law of the Mo family, it is really a match made in heaven.
It's a pity that feelings really can't be forced, everything is left to chance.
"Bang!" Just as the bell rang, He Xiaoxiao's office was suddenly kicked open, and then Zheng Miaomiao's unhappy and panicked voice was heard again.