Chapter 357

They say it's a father and daughter, but to put it bluntly, it's just an adoption relationship.

It shows that Jiujiu is just a child raised by Mo Yan, but now, looking at Mo Yan, his feelings for Jiujiu seem very deep.

However, it doesn't matter. As long as she marries Mo Yan and has her own children in the future, Jiu Jiu is the stumbling block for her children. The more tense her relationship with Mo Yan is, the better. It's best to make it to a point where Mo Yan's money can all belong to her children.

It was time for Yu Xinyue to stretch out his hand and gently beat Mo Yan's back, gently comforting: "don't be too angry. It's not worth being angry."

"Roll." Mo Yan opened Yu Xinyue's palm, his lips moved, and his tone was gloomy and cold.

Yu Xinyue trembled, blinked in amazement, looked at Mo Yan suspiciously, and thought he had heard wrong.

Mo Yan is cold but polite, just like a gentleman. How could he let himself go.

But not Yu Xinyue's reaction, Mo Yan opened his mouth again: "go away, I don't like to say it for the third time."

Yu Xinyue's face showed a humiliating look. She was a girl from a big family. Although she liked Mo Yan, she had her own dignity. She could stay in Mo's family for six years for Mo Yan, but this does not mean that she must be scolded by Mo Yan as his vent.

When Yu Xinyue bit her lip and picked up her backpack to leave, Mo Yan's low voice came from behind: "you don't have to go to the company in the future."

When Jiujiu left, although she didn't say anything, Jiujiu was clearly telling him that she didn't like Yu Xinyue.

Since he doesn't like Yu Xinyue, he naturally won't deal with Yu Xinyue.

Yu Xinyue's face turned white, his body trembled, tears came out of his eyes, and he left without looking back.

But even if yu Xinyue left, he broke up with Jiu Jiu.

The thing that wants to let oneself forget Jiu Jiu through women has become the thing that oneself breaks with Jiu Jiu.

Mo Yan only felt that his heart seemed very uncomfortable.

Jiujiu took Xiao Moyu's arm out of the restaurant until Mo Yan couldn't see his back completely. Then she looked at Xiao Moyu and said, "are you stupid? Why don't you know to hide?"

Mo Yan's hands were too heavy. Xiao Moyu's white cheeks were beaten and the corners of his mouth were broken. They were almost broken.

For Jiujiu's slightly awkward words of concern, Xiao Moyu smiled slightly: "it doesn't matter."

Yes, what's the matter? It provoked Jiujiu's relationship with Mo Yan, and they had physical contact. There's nothing better than this. What's the point of a little flesh injury?

Jiujiu sighed, looked at Xiao Moyu's blue and purple cheek, stretched out his index finger and gently poked Xiao Moyu on Xiao Moyu's blue and purple cheek. Xiao Moyu couldn't help hissing a cool breath. He was quite helpless to hold Jiujiu's tender hand and sighed: "don't make trouble."

Jiujiu pursed her lips, skimmed the corners of her mouth, and looked sideways at Xiao Moyu with a trace of doubt in her eyes: "Xiao Moyu, have we met before?"

Why do you feel so familiar? It seems that since Xiao Moyu began to chase himself, he has changed from before. Although his appearance is still the same as before, the core seems to have changed, just like the original Li Xia has become himself.

However, the change of Xiao Moyu is not so obvious.

Xiao Moyu still had a shallow smile on his face and said softly, "I've probably seen it in a dream."

Jiu Jiu: "

Jiujiu is very satisfied with her practice of dropping a bomb in Mo Yan's heart. After all, she is indestructible. Only when Mo Yan deeply knows how uncomfortable he will be without herself, will he really cherish himself. Otherwise, no matter what she does, it's useless.

Jiujiu takes Xiao Moyu to the hospital to prescribe some ointment. They sit on the cool chair outside the hospital, gently put their fingers on his face and apply ointment to him.

Xiao Moyu's skin is very white and his pores are delicate. Obviously, he is a man, but his skin is better than a woman. It feels cool. With the greasy and cool of jade, he is unspeakably comfortable, but it also makes the cyan trace on his face look more dazzling.

But it happened that he didn't seem to feel pain, so he had a smile in his mouth. Jiujiu pressed Xiao Moyu's face angrily and said angrily: "smile, smile like a fool, what's funny."

Xiao Moyu held Jiujiu's small hand: "are you happy?"

Jiujiu: "happy, just?" Jiujiu frowned and looked at Xiao Moyu with some worry.

Mo Yan is angry, but he won't do anything to himself. He just won't do anything to himself. Doesn't mean he won't do anything to Xiao Moyu?

For Jiujiu's worry, Xiao Moyu just smiled: "it doesn't matter. Just be happy."

Jiujiu bit her lip, thought for a moment, and said, "don't worry, I'll protect you." she won't let Mo Yan do anything to you.

After all, Xiao Moyu offended Mo Yan because of himself. If Xiao Moyu was hurt because of himself, he would be guilty.

Xiao Moyu: "OK, thank you."

Jiujiu raised his head and looked at Xiao Moyu's eyes. Xiao Moyu's eyes were as bright as a crystal. The corners of his eyes were slightly picked with a light radian. Unlike Mo Yan's introverted love, Xiao Moyu was like a clear mirror. His eyes clearly reflected his inner emotions, spoiled, gentle and tired love.

"Thank you." Jiujiu looked at Xiao Moyu and said sincerely.

Because they were disturbed by Mo Yan, they had to find a restaurant at will and have a simple meal. After dinner, Xiao Moyu took Jiujiu's hand. They walked down the street like old friends for many years. When the time was almost up, Jiujiu called the housekeeper to pick them up.

Jiujiu had asked the housekeeper to take Xiao Moyu home first, but Xiao Moyu insisted on taking the bus himself.

Knowing Xiao Moyu's insistence, Jiu Jiu didn't continue to insist. She waved her hand and let the housekeeper drive.

Until Jiujiu left, Xiao Moyu's smile on his face sank in an instant.

Jiujiu just got on the bus. The housekeeper looked at Jiujiu with concern, opened his mouth, and looked at Jiujiu with a desire to stop talking.

Jiujiu: "what's the matter? Grandpa housekeeper."

The housekeeper sighed, "Miss, did you quarrel with the young master?"

Jiujiu pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows, glanced at the corners of her mouth, and said in a charming tone, "he punched my boyfriend. Don't I have the right to be angry?"

At the thought of the dazzling blue and purple on Xiao Moyu's face, Jiujiu's unhappiness is more thick, and his small mouth is higher.

Hearing Jiu Jiu's boyfriend, the housekeeper sighed in surprise: "Miss, do you have a boyfriend?"