Chapter 236

On the bus, he only said: "you can call Mo, and ask him to wait on the second floor of Dongjiang genetic identification center in half an hour."

"Good."

Xia Yihan called Mo Xiaojun's mobile phone, briefly explained the meaning of Ye Zimo, and then pressed the hang up key.

Ye Zimo pursed her lips tightly. If he wasn't in the car, she might not have finished the call so soon.

Lin Dahui was waiting at the gate of the identification center. Every time ye Zimo came to the identification center, he would follow him.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Xia!" Lin Dahui respectfully greets them, and Xia Yihan greets them with a smile.

This woman seems to smile sweeter to everyone than him. Yesterday she smiles so brightly to Yan Qingyan, Hai Zhixuan, and today she smiles so brightly to Lin Dahui. Ye Zimo's eyebrows move, and his hands embrace Xia Yihan's waist without any trace.

He hugged her with great strength and full of possession.

Lin Dahui did not dare to offend him. He quickly asked, "Mr. Ye, why are you here alone?"

"The other is on the second floor." Ye Zimo light finish saying, all the way embracing Xia Yihan's waist by elevator to the second floor.

The morning sun shines on the hall on the second floor. In the waiting area of the hall, only Mo Xiaojun sits in the light.

His hand tightly clutching the mobile phone, his eyes have been looking at the entrance with a bit of urgency and excitement.

Finally, he was looking forward to the figure he had been looking forward to for a long time. Just her body and a tall man's body fit together, so close, his hand more tightly.

He just looked at Xia Yihan in a dazed way. His eyes only moved back and forth on her thin face. Her appearance was really distressing.

Yihan, she's not doing well.

Xiaojun! Xia Yihan shouts silently, tears overflow his eyes. She finally saw him. Her body trembled with excitement. How she wanted to run to him, hold on to Mo Xiaojun tightly, have a good look at him, and let her confirm that he was really alive. Obviously, some people are very dissatisfied with her excitement, and her strength on the waist is a little heavier, as if to remind her that she is his

Mo Xiaojun stood up and walked slowly towards the two of them. Every step he took was extremely heavy.

He finally turned his attention away from Xia Yihan's face and looked at the tall and straight man holding her - the legendary Mr. Ye, and even the legendary prince.

As early as a long time ago, he had heard the name of the prince. He was the most famous Playboy in Dongjiang province. It is said that he changes women as often as he changes clothes. Even if he touches many women for the first time, he will not touch them for the second time.

Yibing, the movie queen, is infatuated with him and committed suicide for him. However, her heart is like iron and she will never look back.

It's such a man, he has perfect facial features, and his whole body exudes the air of king that can't be ignored. He has a strong body, hugs Xia Yihan's waist, and looks down at him with a kind of cold and arrogant look.

Can he be his brother? Mo Xiaojun doesn't know whether he is or not, but in his imagination, ye Zimo, who bullies his favorite woman, is not so popular.

Although his eyes are not good now, Mo Xiaojun doesn't feel how disgusted he is.

Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan stop, looking at Mo Xiaojun who is walking towards him with alienation and indifference.

He is the man for whom Xia Yihan is willing to die, to be a mistress, to do anything, and at the same time is said to be his brother. The impression of seeing him in photos is different from that of seeing him in reality. Mo Xiaojun's height is slightly lower than his height, and his facial features are also fascinating, but his eyes are a kind of floating color, which looks mysterious and sad.

No wonder Shanshan can't catch up with him and kill people in anger. He really has a face that women love and hate.

Ye Zimo's focus is below his nose and above his lips. Deep people make him look angular. His whole face is up and down, which is most similar to his Ye Zimo.

Because of that, when he saw his picture on the computer, he felt that he was inexplicably familiar with it, and even thought that he was his brother.

Neither of the two men spoke. They were looking at each other's face seriously, as if they could confirm whether the other was the brother of their own milk siblings.

"Little, little army!" It is Xia Yihan who breaks the silence. Her voice of shaking calling Mo Xiaojun's name makes Ye Zimo's heart tighten again.

Damn it, no matter how much he does for her, it's not as good as this man.

He had been with her for more than 20 years, which really made him jealous.

"Yihan! It's me Mo Xiaojun smiles, but it's bitter.

He finally saw her, but he saw her in the arms of other men.

She is his true love, which can't be changed in his whole life. However, from then on, will he only be able to see that she belongs to others from afar?

He doesn't have to possess her, but he has to make her happy.

But as long as she is around this man, how can she talk about happiness? It's hard to believe whether the people surnamed Ye regard women as dispensable playthings. But his appearance, his bearing, his family, his wealth, which is not the chips that women flock to.

Want to be his woman, want to attract his eyes forever, that need what kind of woman to do?

Xia Yihan is beautiful, kind and simple, but she is also too pure, without any harmful heart, without any means, how can she keep this man?

In the end, she can only be abandoned by him. He really loves her.

Xia Yihan can't hold back her tears. Although she doesn't want to make ye Zimo angry because of her uncontrollability, she still can't hold back.

Her tears kept gushing out along her cheeks, even blurring her vision, unable to see Mo Xiaojun's face clearly.

"Xiaojun! Little army She cried twice in a row, stretched out her hand to wipe tears desperately, she wanted to see more truly, to see more carefully.

He is darker and thinner than before. He must have suffered a lot for so long.

"It's me. I'm alive. I'm fine. I'm fine." Mo Xiaojun's gentle comfort.

The two men were so sincere in front of him that if they had not been with him, they would have held each other tightly.

Ye Zimo's brow is wrinkled tightly. He circles his arm around Xia Yihan's waist and suddenly uses a little force. Xia Yihan turns around in his arms and sticks his face to his chest.

"Don't cry for other men, I warned you." His voice was cold and his attitude was condescending, as if he were her king and she was just a humble slave.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xia Yihan said low, tears still can't control, still running.

Ye Zimo, of course, does not know how hopeless she is when she holds the burnt black body. Mo Xiaojun is her only relative in the world. His death for her not only means that she lost her boyfriend, she lost almost the whole world, all the warmth. He died, even as if he had taken her life. If it wasn't for revenge, she would have gone with him.

Now see him alive, he really stand in front of her, how can she control the excitement.

Her heart seemed to jump out of the cold hell and meet the sunshine in an instant. Yes, over the years, Mo Xiaojun has been her only sunshine, her only hope and hope.

Looking at Xia Yihan crying in Ye Zimo's arms, Mo Xiaojun's fists are tight.

She is apologizing, but she still wants to cry. Ye Zimo's heart is like being cut with a knife.

So deep feelings, her deep feelings for him, she also said that she loved him ye Zimo, how can she be so hypocritical!

"Don't cry! If you dare to shed a tear for me, I will let him go to hell Ye Zimo's words are like coming from the mouth of the devil. There is no emotion at all.

Xia Yihan hastily put away his tears and asked in a low voice: "sorry, I don't cry, I don't cry. Don't embarrass him. He's your brother! "

"Don't ask him!" Mo Xiaojun suddenly opened his mouth, and his face was as cold as ye Zimo.

Lin Dahui stood not far away, looking at their expressions, and even felt that they were very similar.

"What do you mean by threatening a woman like this? It doesn't matter how many tricks you have Mo Xiaojun added, ye Zimo coldly raised the corner of his mouth: "do you think I dare not?"

"I know you dare! You descendants of officials have bullied people and never regarded people as people. I know, but I'm not afraid. Come on, you can use all your skills. If I ask you for mercy, I'm not a man! But don't embarrass her. If you embarrass her, you are not a man! "

Ye Zimo just hummed coldly, encircling Xia Yihan's arms on his waist a little tighter, but he thought in his heart: this boy is proud and upright. No wonder Xia Yihan is so devoted to him.

"Let her go!" Mo Xiaojun comes forward and is about to rob people. Lin Dahui has already stepped forward to stop him.

"You are not qualified to say these three words to me. You sent her to me." Ye Zimo's expression is still indifferent, and his lips are gently opened. Every light word makes Mo Xiaojun miserable.

"Come on! You two don't do this anymore, OK? You are brothers Xia Yihan raises her head and looks up at Ye Zimo. When she says these things, her heart is also in pain.

She hoped that the two of them would be able to identify and recognize each other as soon as possible, instead of fighting for her.

"I can't be brothers with people who only know how to bully women. There's no need for me to do laboratory tests. Yihan, you tell me what kind of conditions are needed to leave him. I won't let you be bullied by him all the time! I won't allow him to bully you any more! "

Mo Xiaojun's words make Xia Yihan anxious. She tries her best to break away from ye Zimo's arms, but she can't.

"Will you let me go first and let me have a word with him? It's just talking. I can't run! " Really earn not to take off, Xia Yihan obstinately looking at Ye Zimo, said obstinately.

Her expression is very cold, almost no such attitude to speak to him, ye Zimo's arm loose, Xia Yihan took advantage of the situation out of his arms, turned to face Mo Xiaojun: "Xiaojun, listen to me! He didn't bully me. He was very nice to me. "