"Where has he gone? Can you tell me? I miss him so much and want to wait for him to come back to meet him." Mo Ran stood upright in front of the housekeeper like a white lotus.
The housekeeper looked at Mo Ran and continued expressionless, "I'm sorry it's not convenient to tell you. Miss, I know your feelings for our young master. But you also saw that our young master already has a young wife, and he will never contact other women.
, I hope you can keep yourself clean and stay away from our young master, it will be good for you."
"I..." Mo Ran bit her lip. After a few seconds of silence, her eyes filled with tears, and she said pitifully: "I... I like him, and he also likes me. I am more suitable for your young master, Ye Feifei.
Not worthy of him."
"Even if there is no young lady, there is still Miss Catherine just now. She is the young master's fiancée. Any one of them is more suitable than you. You and the young master have only met each other a few times. I hope you will know how to behave yourself and don't pester my young master. Otherwise, even if
If the young master doesn't take action, I will take action to drive you away." The housekeeper said coldly.
He doesn't want Xiao Ling to miss happiness. He knows that Xiao Ling's life is not easy. If love does not go well, he will suffer even more. He feels sorry for Xiao Ling.
After the housekeeper said this, Mo Ran really couldn't stay. She wiped the corners of her eyes and said pitifully: "Thank you anyway, old gentleman. We understand what you said. I will control myself and try not to embarrass him."
After saying that, she silently returned to the car, crying while driving. She didn't know how she finally drove to the downstairs of Huo Sichen Company. Anyway, when she entered the president's office, she collapsed and knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
Huo Sichen had seen many women cry, and he had long been accustomed to this state. He slowly drank coffee in the office, waiting for Mo Ran to stop.
Moran only really stopped when she was tired of crying. She wiped her tears quietly and looked up at Huo Sichen, who was full of the aura of a domineering boss. "Do you know what I heard when I went there today?"
"Huh? Tell me." Huo Sichen was actually not interested at all.
"Ye Ziluo is a second-generation rich man. He is very rich. From the beginning, I was not worthy of him. I thought too much. I thought I could be worthy of him." Mo Ran said with a feeling of sadness again. She felt
It’s so difficult for me.
"Oh, that's right." Huo Sichen nodded. In fact, he had already found out Xiao Ling's current identity.
"Not only that, he also has a fiancée. His housekeeper also told me to respect myself and love myself, saying that even if there is no Ye Feifei, there will still be that young lady who falls with Ye Zi. So what do I call what I am doing now? I know that I am with Ye Feifei.
It's impossible for him, so we still want to be together? Aren't I ridiculous?" Mo Ran's tears rolled down, and what was surging in his heart was a sense of unwillingness.
"Then you give up?" Huo Sichen asked.
Silent biting her lip, silent.
"If you don't want to give up, just continue. Anyway, you have my help, so don't worry about him not wanting you!" Huo Sichen said slowly.
"Really? Can I really do this?" Mooran asked uncertainly.
In fact, what she meant was, could she continue to cling to Huo Sichen?
She always felt that Huo Sichen would not provide her with so much help anymore.
Huo Sichen smiled faintly and said softly: "Of course. Otherwise, when you cried just now, I could kick you out!"