Looking at the clean Han Chaoyang, Mo Jiu smiled slightly and said, "Tsk! It's like parting between life and death. Everyone is in Kyoto, how can it be the last hug?"
Han Chaoyang smiled bitterly. Kyoto is so big that it is not easy to get together in one district. And with Mo Jiu's character, is she willing to see him again?
Fortunately, even though Mo Jiu said this, he stretched out his arms and leaned towards him.
The warm and clean embrace was the same as before, but at this moment, Mo Jiu felt a little sad in his heart. Han Chaoyang was a good boy, but he was not suitable for her.
After separation and farewell, Mojiu stood at the school gate, staring at the school where he had attended for three years, holding a heavy book and feeling a little heavy in his steps.
——*——
Sitting in the tall black Land Rover again, Mo Jiu felt that the world was so small.
Looking up at the way he was driving on the small road ahead, and looking at Xiaolu's simple and honest appearance, who would have thought that this was the internet expert just now?
Mo Jiu didn't look embarrassed at all. She had been on the streets for many years, and she had already developed a cheeky skill. She licked her face and asked the cold man next to her.
"Brother, what kind of soldiers are you? How come Xiaolu is so powerful!"
"..."
"Brother, is this car your own, or is it provided by the army?"
"..."
The man was silent all the way, which made Mo Jiu, a chatty person, a little embarrassed.
Looking sideways out of the window, he discovered that the route they were taking was not the road to the suburbs. Mo Jiu immediately asked in confusion: "Hey, where are we going?"
"your home."
The man finally replied, but this sentence not only did not make Mo Jiu feel excited, but instead made him jump to his feet, "My home?!"
Of course she knew that the home the man was talking about was not her cozy little home, but the Mo family's old house!
But damn, did I say I wanted to go back?!
"Stop the car!" Mo Jiu slapped the window to express his dissatisfaction, "I won't go back!"
What are you going to do when you go back? Let the woman who gave birth to you laugh at you? Or beg her forgiveness?
Long Qingtian turned his head, looked at the girl's pouted mouth, looked at the disdainful expression on her face, and suddenly said coldly: "What happened ten years ago?"
"..."
When Mo Jiu heard this question, he lowered his head, not daring to look into Long Qingtian's eyes.
What happened ten years ago? Ten years ago, she was just an eight-year-old child. What outrageous things could she do to make a mother hate her biological daughter for ten years?
She raised the corners of her lips mockingly, as long as she thought about what happened ten years ago, she would remain silent.
Mojiu didn't answer the question. She took a deep breath, waved her hand calmly, and changed the subject: "So, thank you for what happened today!"
The man frowned: "Thank you for what?"
"Thank you for standing up for me!"
"...The reputation of the Mo family cannot be damaged."
Long Qingtian said these eight words awkwardly, deliberately ignoring the disappointed expression on the girl's face. He lowered his eyes, and a cold breath began to fill the car.
In fact, there are many ways to teach Lin Ruo a lesson, but today's high-profile approach is the stupidest way.
But God knows what he was thinking at the time. When he saw the girl's stubborn and aggrieved look, he made an unprecedented phone call.
"laugh!"
Mo Jiu looked at the man's awkward look and couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the man with big bright eyes. She felt that she must have been dazzled, otherwise why did she see a touch of pink on the man's ears?
The vehicle continues to move forward.
Mo Jiu continued: "Okay, today is grandma's death anniversary. I want to go home, but I have to go back to my house to change clothes, and I can't carry this pile of books to grandma's grave, right?"
"..."
The man became a dull gourd again, no matter how much Mo Jiu asked, he never spoke again.
Okay, why does Mo Jiu think the man is angry because he laughed at him?
However, the car had already changed direction and was heading towards the eastern suburbs. Looking at the clean Han Chaoyang, Mo Jiu smiled slightly and said, "Tsk! It feels like parting between life and death. Everyone is in Kyoto, how can it be the last hug?"
Han Chaoyang smiled bitterly. Kyoto is so big that it is not easy to get together in one district. And with Mo Jiu's character, is she willing to see him again?
Fortunately, even though Mo Jiu said this, he stretched out his arms and leaned towards him.
The warm and clean embrace was the same as before, but at this moment, Mo Jiu felt a little sad in his heart. Han Chaoyang was a good boy, but he was not suitable for her.
After separation and farewell, Mojiu stood at the school gate, staring at the school where he had attended for three years, holding a heavy book and feeling a little heavy in his steps.
——*——
Sitting in the tall black Land Rover again, Mo Jiu felt that the world was so small.
Looking up at the way he was driving on the small road ahead, and looking at Xiaolu's simple and honest appearance, who would have thought that this was the internet expert just now?
Mo Jiu didn't look embarrassed at all. She had been on the streets for many years, and she had already developed a cheeky skill. She licked her face and asked the cold man next to her.
"Brother, what kind of soldiers are you? How come Xiaolu is so powerful!"
"..."
"Brother, is this car your own, or is it provided by the army?"
"..."
The man was silent all the way, which made Mo Jiu, a chatty person, a little embarrassed.
Looking sideways out of the window, he discovered that the route they were taking was not the road to the suburbs. Mo Jiu immediately asked in confusion: "Hey, where are we going?"
"your home."
The man finally replied, but this sentence not only did not make Mo Jiu feel excited, but instead made him jump to his feet, "My home?!"
Of course she knew that the home the man was talking about was not her cozy little home, but the Mo family's old house!
But damn, did I say I wanted to go back?!
"Stop the car!" Mo Jiu slapped the window to express his dissatisfaction, "I won't go back!"
What are you going to do when you go back? Let the woman who gave birth to you laugh at you? Or beg her forgiveness?
Long Qingtian turned his head, looked at the girl's pouted mouth, looked at the disdainful expression on her face, and suddenly said coldly: "What happened ten years ago?"
"..."
When Mo Jiu heard this question, he lowered his head, not daring to look into Long Qingtian's eyes.
What happened ten years ago? Ten years ago, she was just an eight-year-old child. What outrageous things could she do to make a mother hate her biological daughter for ten years?
She raised the corners of her lips mockingly, as long as she thought about what happened ten years ago, she would remain silent.
Mojiu didn't answer the question. She took a deep breath, waved her hand calmly, and changed the subject: "So, thank you for what happened today!"
The man frowned: "Thank you for what?"
"Thank you for standing up for me!"
"...The reputation of the Mo family cannot be damaged."
Long Qingtian said these eight words awkwardly, deliberately ignoring the disappointed expression on the girl's face. He lowered his eyes, and a cold breath began to fill the car.
In fact, there are many ways to teach Lin Ruo a lesson, but today's high-profile approach is the stupidest way.
But God knows what he was thinking at the time. When he saw the girl's stubborn and aggrieved look, he made an unprecedented phone call.
"laugh!"
Mo Jiu looked at the man's awkward look and couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the man with big bright eyes. She felt that she must have been dazzled, otherwise why did she see a touch of pink on the man's ears?
The vehicle continues to move forward.
Mo Jiu continued: "Okay, today is grandma's death anniversary. I want to go home, but I have to go back to my house to change clothes, and I can't carry this pile of books to grandma's grave, right?"
"..."
The man became a dull gourd again, no matter how much Mo Jiu asked, he never spoke again.
Okay, why does Mo Jiu think the man is angry because he laughed at him?
However, the car had changed its direction and was heading towards the eastern suburbs.
