Finish this sentence, Mu an quickly cut off Jian Wenmo's phone.
At that moment, the guilty looking at the mobile phone dare not speak.
"Is it cruel of me to do so?"
Mu an sneered, as if in self mockery.
"You said me, aren't you? To push Xi Yaohui away is to make Mo Zhenting feel that he is useless. "
"But Mo Zhenting is a madman. He may not believe me."
"So, one for one."
Jian Wenmo rubbed her eyes. "Black circles are out. Go to sleep."
"Do you want to exchange people?"
Is it time to put back the man who was finally captured?
"If this person is useless, is it possible to keep it for the Spring Festival?"
Jian Wenmo said jokingly.
Mu an looked at him, "you're not for me, that's why..."
"You're not that important. Don't overestimate yourself."
Uncle Jane began to fart again.
Mu an glanced at him and said, "well, good, your eldest master is a flower. I am the smelly cow dung that no one can see. You are really aggrieved by this wonderful flower of your eldest young master in my lump of cow dung."
"Poof."
Mu'an's small face "I don't deserve it" makes Jian Wenmo laugh.
"Good, go to bed. I'll call you in an hour
"And you?"
Mu an looks at him worried.
After running all night, he didn't rest at all.
"I have something to tell you."
"As soon as you can."
"Don't worry. I'm very energetic. If you want to do some morning exercises, you can do it."
Jian Wenmo's impure appearance came again. Mu'an's cheeks were flushed fiercely, and he hammered a blow in front of his chest.
"Ignore you."
With that, he trotted up the stairs.
Looking at her going up, Jian Wenmo hides the smile on her face, her eyes are full of cold air, and quietly faces the back garden of Qushan villa.
At the same time, Mojia.
Mo Zhenting looked at Xi Yaohui, who was hard to sit on the sofa, angrily said, "waste. Not even your daughter. "
"I've been sorry for her for 20 years, and I won't hurt her again."
Even if it is to fight his old life, he has to pay for his daughter and his woman once.
Even if they are ungrateful, even if she may never know.
"Oh."
Mo Zhenting suddenly laughed sarcastically.
"Twenty years? Since we have been wrong for 20 years, what if we make a mistake again? "
Twenty years.
What an ironic word.
Think about 20 years ago, he almost dare not look back.
Other people dream of the past beautiful, are smiling. Only he, once the dream of that person, are awakened.
Even if she gave him a beautiful memory, a beautiful dream, but as long as he saw that face, he couldn't help waking up.
Twenty years, twenty years.
"If it is wrong, it will go on."
Mo Zhenting suddenly roared. I don't know whether it's to Xi Yaohui or to himself.
"I don't want to be wrong again."
"Why?"
Mo Zhenting suddenly rushed to Xi Yaohui's face and pulled up Xi Yaohui's collar, "are you serious about abandoning your wife? Still protect a vegetative person to install what lofty? You can be indifferent to your daughter for 20 years. You can turn a blind eye to your daughter even if you let him sell her. But suddenly he announced his divorce and gave his property to Xi Muan? "
Why?
Why is this?
He Mo Zhenting suddenly couldn't think of it.
Especially after making this call, after seeing Xi Mu an's attitude, I was even more confused.
"Because I owe her for the rest of my life. I owe her not only a father's love, but also 20 years of youth. Father love can be made up for, but that time, even if I lost this life, it is impossible to come back. If she had not been strong enough, her life would have been ruined. If it had not been for Jian Wenmo, her life would have been ruined So, even if you kill me, I won't say anything... "
"You
Mo Zhenting tightened Xi Yaohui's collar.
A pair of cruel eyes, Xi Yaohui died.
At that moment, Xi Yaohui closed his eyes.
Take death as home.
If Xi Yaohui still clings to his ideas and kills his loved ones in this life and those he owes half his life, he will live in vain.
"Want to die?"
Mo Zhenting suddenly said with a smile: "I can't let you achieve your wish so easily."The living are always more useful than the dead.
In the open hall, came the clear footstep sound.
Mo Tingting dressed up in a small dress, with a bag to go out.
"To where?"
Mo Zhenting saw her and suddenly asked severely.
"Go shopping with friends."
Mo Tingting looks at her father in surprise, seems to be asking how you are so angry?
"Shopping?"
Mo Zhenting frowned, "what happened yesterday..."
"What happened yesterday?"
"Don't you remember what Jane said to you? And the pictures I showed you, you don't remember? "
"What picture?"
Mo Tingting looks confused.
Confused to Mo Zhenting in front of, "Dad, your arm is hurt, can't the brain also be bad. Who showed me the picture? "
"No, it's OK."
See Mo Tingting to raise his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, Xi Yaohui subconsciously evades.
"Ah?"
"It's OK. It's OK. Go out and play."
Mo Zhenting waved and said impatiently.
Mo Tingting sajiao's "hum", and then went out in a good mood.
Looking at the back of Mo Tingting's leaving, Mo Zhenting has not recovered for a long time. The deep eyes could not see emotion.
Like heartache, like helplessness, like pity, but eventually replaced by a touch of cold.
"Forget it, never remember. Now that I have chosen, there is no way back. Twenty years, I'm not this naive man who thinks that he can save everything. If you really want to blame, it's because you didn't have the right birth and didn't meet a good dad. "
Mo Zhenting said to himself.
But is there really no regret in my heart?
Maybe there were many midnight dreams, but it was ambition that overcame conscience.
In the dark space, I don't know where it is.
Jian Wenmo has a pair of cold eyes, like Satan of hell. He looks at the man who is bound to the pillar and is covered with blood. His eyes are cold and bloodthirsty.
"Who asked you to do it?"
Cold voice export, the man is still wooden shake his head.
"I'm not going to say it. It's death. It's better to die in your hands than in their hands. "
That group of people, just think about it will get goose bumps.
"It's a pity that I'll let you back soon."
Jian Wenmo suddenly said that the man's tired eyes suddenly looked at Jian Wenmo.
"You, what do you say?"
Eyes full of fear, even the body is shaking.
Jian Wenmo sneered, "you heard me right. I'm going to let you go back."
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