There was another long silence. Just when Xiao Zichen thought that Mo Yurou was not going to talk to him, Mo Yurou suddenly mentioned the meeting with Yu Jingzhou tonight.
"Yu Jingzhou made a deal with me today at the East District market. He hopes that I can persuade you to cooperate with Miss Jiang's treatment."
Having said this, Mo Yurou finally looked up at Xiao Zichen, smiled faintly, and asked.
"Guess whether I agree or not."
Xiao Zichen frowned after hearing this, and a coldness flashed in his eyes. He had warned Yu Jingzhou not to disturb Mo Yurou again, but he didn't expect that he would break his promise.
Xiao Zichen sighed softly. He was a little angry. He was not angry at Mo Yurou's indifferent attitude towards him at this time, but angry that he clearly said that he would not cause trouble to Mo Yurou, but in the end these troubles still came to Mo Yurou.
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"Whether you agree or not, I will not agree. He came to see me before. I said that I could only cooperate with Jiang Moyao's treatment without touching the bottom line. I didn't expect that he wouldn't give up."
Speaking of this, Xiao Zichen's expression changed slightly, he looked at Mo Yurou with a serious face, and said very carefully.
"Yurou, what I said again is that Jiang Moyao's matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to care about what anyone says. If Yu Jingzhou comes to see you again in the future, just avoid him and leave the rest to me."
As he said this, Xiao Zichen clenched his fists. It seemed that he needed to go talk to Yu Jingzhou again.
Mo Yurou looked at Xiao Zichen's firm and serious expression with mixed emotions, and then lowered her head.
"Miss, the wontons are ready, be careful to burn them."
At this time, Wu Ma came out with a bowl of hot wontons, put down the bowl, and left knowingly.
Mo Yurou was concentrating on eating her dinner, while Xiao Zichen sat next to her without saying a word, always staring at Mo Yurou.
Ten minutes later, Mo Yurou had finished eating. She raised her head and met Xiao Zichen's hot eyes. She frowned in panic and looked elsewhere.
At this time, there was a strong wind outside and a spring thunder shook the sky. Mo Yurou looked at the time and saw that it was almost nine o'clock. Seeing that Xiao Zichen had no intention of leaving, Mo Yurou got up and started to chase people away.
"It's getting late. The weather looks like it's going to rain. You'd better go back early! We'll talk about other things later."
With that said, Mo Yurou walked out of the restaurant and stood at the entrance, waiting for Xiao Zichen to leave.
Xiao Zichen sighed heavily, looked at Mo Yurou with a look of despair, and asked.
"Yurou, do you have to reject others like this? Just because of Jiang Moyao's illness, don't you dare to face your true feelings?"
"Mr. Xiao, I know my feelings very well. I'm sorry, but my feelings for you are not strong enough that you don't want them. I don't want Miss Jiang to become a time bomb between us. Just think of me as a coward.
, I don’t want to feel despair again, let alone waste time on a relationship that has no results.”
If in Country A, Mo Yurou completely softened her heart when she saw Xiao Zichen risking his life for her, then after she came back and learned that Jiang Mo Yao was ill, Mo Yurou's heart became conflicted.
Mo Yurou knew that she could not be truly selfish and asked Xiao Zichen not to see Jiang Moyao, but she could not be generous enough to let Xiao Zichen cooperate with Jiang Moyao's treatment, so she could only wrap herself in a
In a safe shell, don't go out and don't let people in.
Hearing Mo Yurou's words, Xiao Zichen suddenly smiled coldly, and the despair, loss, and sadness in his eyes were clearly revealed.
The deep voice was a little hoarse, with a touch of sadness.
"Haha, it's a waste of time, Mo Yurou, so this is how you view the relationship between us. Have you never thought that we can have a perfect ending? Just because of these unfounded worries, you have repeatedly pushed back.
If you open me and reject me, then why did you give me hope when you were in country a?"
Faced with such a question, Mo Yurou was speechless. In the end, she could only say one sentence.
"I'm sorry. The situation at that time may have just been my temporary impulse."
These words were like a bolt from the blue that struck Xiao Zichen directly. For the first time, Xiao Zichen felt the pain of having his heart torn in half.
Xiao Zichen didn't say anything, smiled bitterly, and then left Mo Yurou's apartment in sadness and despair.
The moment the door closed, Mo Yurou was slightly stunned. Thinking of what she just said, she squatted on the ground in sadness.
At this time, Zhao Keer came over and saw Mo Yurou squatting there in grief, and hurriedly went over to help her up.
"Yurou, what's wrong with you? Why did you mention that Jiang Moyao again? Is there something wrong with her again?"
These days, Zhao Ke'er has been dealing with various blind dates arranged by her mother. She has no idea what happened between Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen. If she hadn't been thirsty just now and wanted to go to the kitchen to get some water, she wouldn't have heard about Xiao Zichen.
Conversation with Mo Yurou.
"Ke'er, I'm so tired."
Mo Yurou didn't want to talk, so she gently pushed Zhao Keer's hand away and walked back to the bedroom lonely.
Zhao Keer wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Wu Ma.
"Miss Cole, you have been bothered by Miss Cole. She is not feeling well these days."
"Wu Ma, what happened? Didn't she say that she and Xiao Zichen had reconciled? Why did it become like this again?"
Zhao Keer had a look of doubt on her face. After hearing this, Wu Ma sighed and said.
"It's not that Miss Jiang. She suddenly came to see her a few days ago, acting crazy, and then she was sent to the hospital. Unexpectedly, she was diagnosed with severe bipolar disorder. After knowing this, the lady has always felt guilty. Although Dr. Fu
I told you that Miss Jiang has a family history of hereditary disease, but she still feels that it was her fault that made Miss Jiang sick, so she doesn’t dare to be with Mr. Xiao anymore.”
Speaking of this, Wu Ma glanced at Mo Yurou's closed bedroom door with a worried look on her face.
"In the past two days, Mr. Xiao has taken Miss Xiao to other places to relax. Today, Mr. Xiao came to see Miss again. I thought they had reconciled again. It seems that I was overthinking it. Miss, she was just thinking too much.
I hold everything on my body.”
When Zhao Keer heard all this, she just thought it was too bloody. Aren't these plots that should appear in idol dramas? How could there be such scenes in real life?
Apart from being shocked, Zhao Keer was more worried about Mo Yurou. Originally, she was waiting for good news from Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen, but she didn't expect that just after returning home to spend the New Year, the plot would take a huge turn.
"What does this all mean? Didn't Brother Yusheng already say that Jiang Moyao's disease is hereditary? Why does Yurou still think it's her fault? Thanks to her IQ of 150, why did this kind of thing become like this?
You're stupid, no, I have to go and talk to her."
With that said, Zhao Keer went to Mo Yurou's bedroom, but Wu Ma held her tightly.
"Miss Cole, you'd better calm down first. Mr. Xiao has also told her about this matter, but not everyone will suffer from this genetic disease. The young lady always thought that she stimulated Jiang Moyao, which caused the
She got sick. No matter how much we try to persuade her about this, it will be useless. Only she can figure it out on her own. You also know that young ladies love to get into trouble."
Although Wu Ma was worried, she knew that what Mo Yurou needed most at this time was peace and quiet without being disturbed. As for her relationship with Xiao Zichen, she could only leave it to fate. Only Mo Yurou could figure it out on her own before she dared to take that step.
After hearing what Wu Ma said, Zhao Keer could only sigh slightly. Although he was worried, he also knew that Mo Yurou needed to be quiet at this time. After that, he walked back to the living room, turned on the TV, and watched the TV news boredly.
In the room, Mo Yurou was sitting on the sofa. There was a strong wind outside and the heavy rain was hitting the glass. There was a crackling sound. Mo Yurou was already feeling sad. When she heard this sound, she felt even more irritable. From time to time, bursts of rain could be heard.
A sigh.
"Yurou, come out quickly."
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Yurou's door was suddenly opened, and Zhao Keer said to Mo Yurou nervously.
Mo Yurou was still immersed in sadness, and before she could react when she saw Zhao Ke'er's expression, Zhao Ke'er saw this and hurriedly pulled her to the living room.
At this time, a real-time news was being broadcast on the TV.
"The place I am now is at the intersection of Los Angeles City Business Center and Financial Street. Twenty minutes ago, a very serious traffic accident occurred here. Because of the sudden heavy rain tonight, the visibility of driving at night was affected. A car
In order to avoid an old man who ran a red light, a private car rushed directly into the opposite road, causing a series of rear-end collisions with more than 30 cars. According to the current situation, this traffic accident has caused at least three deaths and 11 serious injuries.
Rescue workers are doing their best to save people, and there are still many injured people trapped, and the specific casualties are still being counted."
Mo Yurou frowned slightly when she heard what was reported on the news. From the pictures on the TV, the situation at the scene was very tragic, and several of the private cars had been completely deformed.
On the screen, the heavy rain was pouring, and the rescuers were still struggling to save people. Those who had suffered minor injuries were evacuated from the accident scene one by one, covered in mess.
At this moment, Mo Yurou's eyes fell on a car on the screen.
"Yurou, is this Xiao Zichen's car?"
Zhao Keer just saw the license plate of this car, but he was not sure, so he pulled Mo Yurou out.
As soon as Zhao Keer finished asking, he saw a dark shadow flash past. No need to guess, it seemed that this was indeed Xiao Zichen's car.
Zhao Keer didn't have time to turn off the TV, picked up the coat on the side and chased her to the door. Mo Yurou didn't even change her shoes, she had already opened the door and was about to run out. Fortunately, Zhao Keer moved faster and grabbed her.
"You just ran out like that. It's still raining outside. Can you see the road clearly?"
At this time, Mo Yurou was like a helpless child, grabbing Zhao Keer's hand and pleading.