Seeing their brotherhood, situ an nodded and said, "well, you can go."
Xiao also looked at Lu Yuanhang and said, "don't worry, brother-in-law. I'll take my sister back later."
"Well, I'll go out first." With that, Lu Yuanhang stood up and walked out.
Seventeen whispered: "what's the situation?"
Nocturnal line way: "how seem to have something to do with boss!"
Mo Xin'er looked at them: "eat, less gossip!"
After dinner, Xiao Yi, situ An'an, 17 and night travel, singing and playing board games, playing very hi.
Mo Xin'er sits on the sofa, still remembering Bai Linfei's eyes when she leaves.
From the beginning, she knew that Bai Linfei suddenly transferred to Imperial University, which was definitely not as simple as she said. She really liked Xu Yue.
After enduring for so long, she finally said it, but she was rejected by Xu Yue.
From her eyes when she left, I'm afraid this account was recorded on her head again. How could Xu Yue like her? It's really a headache.
After a while, situ an put down the microphone, went to Mo Xin'er and sat down: "Xin'er, I still think about what happened just now. Don't think about it. Let's play together."
Mo Xin'er saw what everyone was playing. She didn't want to come out. She suddenly stood up and said, "forget it. Let's go. Let's play billiards."
By about 11 p.m., everyone had drunk a lot and was ready to go home.
Xiao Yi and situ an go back together with a substitute driver and take a taxi with Yexing.
Mo Xin'er also drank a lot, he can't drive, the driver is already on the way.
Under the streetlights, she stood on the roadside at the gate of prosperous times, blowing the night wind. The wind in summer is very soft and light, which is very comfortable on her body.
At this time, a voice that made her very uncomfortable suddenly remembered.
"Mo Xin'er."
Mo Xin'er turns her head and sees Bai Linfei walking slowly towards her from one side. She hasn't gone yet!
Bai Linfei walks up to Mo xiner and smiles with a trace of irony. She says, "Mo xiner, you must be very proud,
it's a good way for a Cinderella to be favored by many powerful people."
Mo Xin'er, looking at her appearance, gently smiles and shakes her head, but doesn't speak.
Sure enough, Bai Linfei's role as a lady of the family who has nothing to do with the world can't go on.
Bai Linfei, who has always been proud, was seen by Mo Xin'er in embarrassment. Now she ignores her so much that she is even more angry.
But she won't turn into a crazy woman like Shen Lingyue and get angry on the spot.
Bai Linfei sneered and said, "Mo Xin'er, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless. The poor are the poor. You lose from the beginning of your life."
The driver arrived soon and the car stopped at the side of the road.
The window sinks and a handsome side face appears. It's dongfanghan.
Dongfang Han turns his head and gives Bai Linfei a cold glance. He knows Bai's eldest daughter.
Then, looking at Mo Xin'er, she said with a smile: "Xin'er, get on the bus and go home."
Dongfang Han's smile makes Mo Xin'er warm. Although there are many people who dislike her, there are also many people who like her.
Before getting on the bus, she took a look at Bai Linfei and said with a smile, "Miss Bai, it's very late. You'd better go home early and go to bed. This sad night can pass faster."
With that, Mo Xin'er got into the car.
Bai Linfei stood in the same place, looking at the tail light of the car, clenched her hands into fists, and stabbed her nails into her hands.
In the car, Mo Xin'er looks at the lights outside the window, Cinderella, the poor, the starting point of life lost...
Bai Linfei's voice resounds in her mind again, not only she, probably many people think so.
She really can't change her origin, but she can make herself better. From the moment she met the ninth master, the starting point of her life has been a new start.
She will work hard to become a better self and a self worthy of Jiuye.
"Heart, what do you think?" Dongfang Han asked.
The girl can if the eye son of star is looking at the sky, raise the corner of mouth, say: "the effort becomes better."
Dongfang Han chuckled and said, "is this stimulated?"
"No, I just think that if I can make myself better, I can be worthy of the perfect Jiuye." Mo Xin'er said with a smile.
Dongfang Han's slender hand, holding the steering wheel, turned the direction, and said again: "heart, in fact, you don't have to think so much, and don't care what others say. If Jiuye likes women who work hard and are excellent, he will look at the whole empire."
"Jiuye likes you. No matter what you are, he likes you. In his eyes, you are the best. No one can match you."
Mo Xin'er suddenly turns her head and looks at Dongfang Han, who is driving in front of her. After a moment's silence, she suddenly smiles. She says, "Dongfang Han, I didn't expect you to say these words.""Well, I'm afraid you're going to get into trouble? Enlighten you. Besides, you think killers only kill people. Some tasks also need disguise. "
Mo Xin'er said with a smile: "well, what you said is reasonable. However, I don't care about people's eyes."
After a pause, she looked up at the stars again and said, "I just don't want others to say that Jiuye is superficial and obsessed with beauty. I want everyone to see that I have strength."
Dongfang Han said with a smile: "you are already very powerful."
"Then I need to be more powerful," Mo Xin'er said with a smile, "dongfanghan, thank you."
Back to the imperial garden, Mo Xin'er went upstairs directly.
When she got out of the elevator, she saw Qin Beimo on the sofa beside the pool on the balcony, drinking red wine alone.
She walked past, went to the sofa, sweet smile, sat down beside him.
Qin Beimo naturally embraces her slender waist, and a low sexy voice rings out: "are you happy?"
"Not bad." Mo Xin'er smiles and ignores the episode.
Looking at Qin Beimo's red wine cup, Mo Xin'er suddenly thinks about making wine.
"Ninth master, are you doing anything tomorrow?" She looked at him and asked.
"What's the matter with you?" Qin Beimo asked.
Mo Xin'er thought about it and said, "if you're OK, let's go to the vineyard in the suburbs and pick grapes in person to make wine, OK?"
Her original plan was to make wine for Jiuye this weekend. She wanted to make more wine this time, so she had an idea and wanted to go to the vineyard to pick it herself.
She checked online these two days, and there is a large vineyard in the suburbs.
Qin Beimo's mind suddenly appeared a beautiful figure of a little woman standing under the grapevine, seriously picking grapes, should also pick while eating.
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