The original calm eyes have become determined.
"What are you laughing at? Smile so insidious, I am afraid of panic! " Nian Xiaomu comes down from his arms and shrinks to the side.
Cherish life and stay away from the wolf!
More and more cold chest empty, dissatisfied with her back.
"In a word, you do what I say. In the future, Zheng Yan will thank you!"
The colder I was, the lower I bowed my head. I said something in her ear. The eyes of Nian Xiaomu were bright!
The car arrived at the gate of the villa.
But Xiaomu didn't get out of the car. Instead, he was in Yu's cold arms. He took out his cell phone and called Zheng Yan.
Squeeze out the pathetic expression, first scold Mo Yongheng, then ask Zheng Yan if she has time to come to accompany her.
"How about less cold? Is he not with you? " At the other end of the phone, Zheng Yan heard her and asked in doubt.
Smell speech, year small Mu looked up one eye in front of the more cold, extrusion voice more pitiful.
"Men are heartless things. I'm going to marry someone else. He also said that he had some important work to deal with. He said that he would go away. Sobbing, I don't want to live..."
Finish saying, just hang up the phone.
Tears a close, smiling embrace more cold.
"Zheng Yan promised to come and accompany me. She said she would come soon!"
"Well behaved, use your acting skills to conquer Zheng Yan." Yu Yuehan patted her head.
The year small Mu this just satisfactory push open the door, oneself get off the car, then wave a hand, see Yu more and more cold leave.
As soon as I returned to the villa, I could not have time to eat. I quickly turned around and asked the housekeeper to prepare some heart cushions for her.
I just swallowed some snacks and had a glass of juice.
Hearing Zheng Yan coming, I immediately put everything down, wiped my mouth, and rushed to the living room.
Sit down on the sofa, grab a pillow and cry!
Sad tears, said flow on the flow.
Zheng Yan just walked in and saw her crying like she was going to cut off her breath. She was stunned.
"Xiaomu......"
"Xiaoyanyan!" When Nian Xiaomu saw her, he said nothing and threw away his pillow and rushed to hold her.
Just a small sob, suddenly turned into a wail.
"Well, don't cry first. Speak slowly if you have something to do!" Zheng Yan's tears were rubbed all over her body. She can't abandon her. She can only pat her back and let her calm down first.
"What else can I say? Mo Yongheng is so unkind. His name is Bang Da Yuan Yang. He's poor. He's only three years old. He's going to have no real father. I'm sorry if I think about it... "
The more young Mu said, the more sad he was. Holding Zheng Yan, he cried as if he could not love her.
Zheng Yan's heart was broken with tears.
"There will be a turning point in this matter. You believe me, Mo Yongheng is not such a despicable person. As long as you make it clear to him, he will promise to cancel the engagement!"
Zheng Yan turns around and draws several tissues from the tea table to wipe tears for Nian Xiaomu.
Nian Xiaomu looses her hand and sits back on the sofa with a tissue, then cries.
"He won't! He's a stone, a lump of elm! To let him disobey my grandfather is like asking for his life, unless... "
In the middle of his words, Xiao Mu suddenly stopped and looked up at Zheng Yan.
Zheng Yan's back is cold when she looks at her: "unless what?"
"Forget it. It's not good for you." Young Mu sighed and continued to cry.