Fang Yun had been angry for several days. First, Ling Moxuan ran away from the engagement ceremony, and then he was almost hit by a car. Although it was later confirmed that he was just pretending, why did he pretend? It wasn't because
That woman? Fortunately she was pretending, otherwise how could she have been so injured?
Thinking of that frightening moment, Fang Yun felt very angry. Moreover, Ling Moxuan had not visited her even once in the past few days, which made her even more depressed. She really had no intention of doing anything.
Listening to the elegant and soothing piano music in her ears, all kinds of curse words were swirling in her heart. After coming and going, the music was not moving, so she simply stood up and turned off the valuable set of speakers.
At this time, Jin Yage came down from upstairs. Fang Yun looked up at her and asked doubtfully: "Yage, are you ready to go out?"
"Well, Auntie, a friend asked me to go out for a chat." Jin Yage smiled obediently and didn't say much.
Fang Yun was in a bad mood and felt uncomfortable with everything she looked at. Even Jin Yage, whom she had always liked, felt a little awkward looking at the smile on her face.
"Yage, you can't always be with those friends. You should focus on Mo Xuan. He hasn't come to see you in the past few days, has he? You two are already engaged. How can this continue?
?”
Fang Yun's face was full of blame, and Jin Yage's face stiffened.
"Aunt, I know this. But...Brother Mo Xuan actually doesn't have me in his heart at all." Jin Yage walked up to Fang Yun and gently put down the LV handbag in his hand, with a look of decadence on his face.
To Fang Yun, these words sounded like she was trying to boost others' ambitions and destroy her own prestige, and her face immediately became elongated.
"Yage, I don't like to hear what you say. No matter who he has in mind, he is engaged to you now, so he can only regard you as his future wife. And if you don't fight for yourself, how can you
Just back down first? That’s not okay. Aren’t you betraying my good intentions by doing this?”
Fang Yun had nowhere to vent the anger he was holding in his heart, so he was provoked by Jin Yage's words and used the topic to his advantage.
Jin Yage felt a little unhappy after being lectured like this by her. But she couldn't bear all the unhappiness on her face like Fang Yun, and she had to cover it up in front of Fang Yun.
"Yes, Auntie, I understand. Don't be angry. If you get too angry, you will grow old. It's all because of Yage's fault. I won't say such depressing words in the future, okay?"
Jin Yage had a coaxing mouth, and as soon as she drank that honey and sugar water, Fang Yun's complexion immediately became much better.
"You kid, what does it matter whether I grow old or not? You are already at this age, but you, eh, it's really heartbreaking."
Fang Yun sighed, and Jin Yage continued to coax: "Auntie, what's wrong with you at your age? You look like you're only forty at most. If you wear brighter clothes, you'll look like you're only in your thirties."
"I'm still in my thirties? I'm over half a hundred years old." Fang Yun said this, raising his hand to touch his smooth cheek, feeling a little touched by Jin Yage's words.
Jin Yage looked at the smile that gradually widened on her face and sneered in her heart. Her mind changed and she wanted to find something to say to Fang Yun before telling Fang Yun that she was going out. She had just received a phone call, and she was very nervous.
I have to go out for a trip.
But just when she was thinking of something nice to say, Ling Moxuan came in. From the corner of her eye, she saw Ling Moxuan's dark and gloomy face, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Brother Mo Xuan, are you back?" Jin Yage stood up and called out in pretense of surprise. Fang Yun then turned around. She was clearly surprised, but her face darkened.
"You still know how to come back?" Fang Yun scolded coldly, and Jin Yage immediately advised him: "Auntie, don't be like this. Brother Mo Xuan finally came back."
"Yeah, it's really not easy for him to come back. As a mother, I don't want to see him as easily as the little vixen outside wants to see him."
Jin Yage's words invisibly stimulated Fang Yun, causing the shadow of Gu Xiaosan to appear in her heart. That shadow was just like Teng Man, entangling Ling Moxuan and dragging her son away from her.
He left. Can she not hate it?
Fang Yun was full of anger, and Ling Moxuan didn't seem to be much better. He walked straight to the opposite side of Fang Yun, without any transitional words, and just said: "Did you find someone to hit them?"
Fang Yun said nothing, but stared at Ling Moxuan with wide eyes.
A minute later, Fang Yun suddenly laughed: "Mo Xuan, what are you talking about in your sleep? Who did I bump into? Can you tell me who I bumped into?" Fang Yun could think of the people Ling Mo Xuan mentioned with his toes.
It's Gu Xiaosan's group. Otherwise, how could anyone else be so interested in his son?
This world is really going against the grain. If a vixen has a car accident outside, the son will blame the mother. It is really unreasonable.
Fang Yun laughed angrily, while Ling Mexuan slightly raised his cold eyes and stared at his mother.
He knows the personality of *** better than anyone else. She has always been a person with eyes on the top of her head. Whatever she wants to do, she does it unscrupulously and blatantly. She rarely hides it. And, look at her.
His expression didn't seem to be fake, nor was there any panic in his eyes, as if he had nothing to hide.
Is it really not her? Is it just an accident?
Ling Moxuan's silence made Fang Yun even more annoyed. However, she then thought about it. To make her son so angry, could it be that something serious had happened to that woman?
Thinking of this, Fang Yun's eyes gleamed. She didn't care to scold Ling Moxuan, and then asked: "Moxuan, what did you just say? Was that little vixen killed by a car?"
What was on her mind, she said it casually, completely ignoring Ling Moxuan's cold expression.
At this time, Jin Yage was also looking a little anxious: "Yes, Brother Mo Xuan, how is Miss Gu doing?"
Ling Moxuan's sharp eagle eyes glanced at the two of them: "She's fine."
"What? Is she okay? It's really..." Fang Yun sat back on the sofa angrily, as if she wouldn't be reconciled until Gu Xiaosan died.
The corner of Jin Yage's mouth twitched and she forced out a dry smile: "It's fine that she's fine. That's fine."
Ling Moxuan stood for a while, thought about it, and suddenly said: "She is fine, but her mother was seriously injured, and her life or death is uncertain. Mom, it's best not to do this. Otherwise, I won't find out if I find out.
I can’t protect you.”
His eyes were as cold as the moon, and his words showed a firmness that would not bend the law for personal gain. Both Fang Yun and Jin Yage couldn't help but be stunned.
"You, what do you mean? Did you think it was me?" Fang Yun pointed to his nose.