1891. Chapter 1891 The only one without love
The only thing...no love
After several struggles, Mo Wenxiu finally told Mo Bei the truth.
This is probably the father.
Even though he once wanted to control her so domineeringly, he even did not hesitate to control her and make her lose her freedom.
However, he loves her.
He just wanted to give her what he thought was right and never wanted to ruin her life.
However, the way she looked just now was like a walking corpse, as if she had lost her soul. He couldn't bear to have such a daughter.
Mo Bei unbuckled his seat belt, stood up from his seat, and strode out the door.
The two guards standing by the door immediately came over and blocked the hatch.
"Step aside!"
Mo Beijian roared.
"Let her go." Mo Wenxiu waved his hand lightly, and the two men immediately moved out of the way.
Mo Bei strode out of the cabin door and ran towards the exit of the plane. When she was going down the last few steps, she swayed and almost fell.
Mo Wenxiu stood on the plane, looked at her appearance, and his heart swayed.
Mo Bei didn't fall down after all. She tried her best to stand up straight, but did not continue going down the last few steps.
Even if I go, what will happen?
That man wanted Luo Xiaoqian, not her.
Although she didn't want to admit it, it was the truth.
Even in such a dangerous situation, the person Jiao Yang thought of was not even himself, it was still Luo Xiaoqian.
At first, she thought she could change him, but later she realized that she was wrong, very wrong.
Turning around, Mo Bei walked up the stairs again, step by step.
He is alive, he is safe... This result is enough. In his world, she is destined to be just a passerby, so why force him to do so.
At least, she will remember that there was a time when Doraemon really appeared in her world.
He is omnipotent, he has anything she wants in his pocket, the only thing... is no love.
At the cabin door, Mo Wenxiu watched her return, but frowned.
"Xiaobei, are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" Mo Bei raised his face and smiled back at him, "Dad, let's go."
This is the first time she has called him dad in more than ten years.
Mo Wenxiu was also surprised when he heard that long-lost name.
Seeing her sit back in her seat, Mo Wenxiu turned around and walked over, stopping beside her.
"Xiao Bei, I'm sorry, it's all dad's fault."
She came back suddenly, and Mo Wenxiu only thought that Mo Bei gave up sadly because he was concerned about the gap between himself and Jiao Yang.
"No, it has nothing to do with you." Mo Bei raised his face, "He has never loved me."
Looking into his father's eyes, Mo Bei raised his lips slightly and showed a faint smile.
"Let's go, it's just a loss of love. I'll be fine. I'm Mo Wenxiu's daughter!"
Mo Wenxiu raised his hand and held her thin shoulders, "Dad believes in you."
Stretching out his arms, Mo Bei gently hugged his father.
After a while, the two separated from each other. Mo Wenxiu bent over and helped her fasten her seat belt, and then sat back in her seat.
"Let's set off."
The plane started, taxied forward, then lifted off and flew straight into the night sky.
Mo Bei turned his face sideways, looking at the fading city outside the window, and whispered goodbye in his heart.
Goodbye, London, goodbye, Jiao Yang, goodbye, love.
From today on, I will be another Mo Bei.
This chapter has been completed!
