C37 The Embarrassment of Not Being Loved

Zhao Yingnan who had returned to her bed felt her heart pounding intensely. What had happened to her just now?

Why did it seem like she was the one being kissed by him?

"Little mother, did you just kiss Uncle Mo?" Liu Zirui hadn't slept at all.

When he saw Zhao Yingnan return to her room, he nimbly slipped out of the quilt.

The little guy's sudden words caused her to jump in fright.

"Rui Rui, why aren't you asleep yet?" Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the two of them lying on the bed.

It was night.

"I'm not sleepy, I was just pretending to be asleep. In order to create a chance for you and Uncle Mo to sleep, do you think I'm very smart?"

Liu Zirui said proudly as he crawled to Zhao Yingnan's side.

"Yes," she said as she pinched the child's face.

"But it's late. You should go to bed."

Since the light wasn't that bright, Liu Zirui didn't see the redness on her face.

She couldn't help but think to herself. Luckily, when she kissed Mo Chengfeng earlier,

If Liu Zirui didn't see this, then the child shouldn't have seen this scene.

Even she, an adult, felt shy.

After so much difficulty, she had coaxed the little brat to sleep, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Under the hazy moonlight, she touched her face.

and there was his temperature on top of it,

After hesitating for a moment, she lifted up the thin mask that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

It revealed her beautiful appearance that was as beautiful as the moon.

The real Zhao Shu looked much more beautiful than he had ten years ago.

She, who was fourteen years old, was beautiful. That kind of beauty was young, tender, and pure.

Most of it was the beauty of youth.

Right now, her facial features were even more exquisite. Her skin was creamy, and her muscles were whiter than snow.

A pair of enchanting eyes, like the bright moonlight, filled with boundless tenderness.

Especially her cherry lips, which were often pink.

The pair of dimples at the corner of his mouth would only be revealed when he smiled.

Generally speaking, the most beautiful moment for her was when her eyebrows were relaxed and her eyes were fixed with a faint smile.

Most of the time, light gives us hope,

And the darkness, apart from making us panic, sometimes,

and it's going to give birth to a little bit of unusual bravery,

Zhao Yingnan, for example.

Under the moonlight, she didn't even wear slippers and quietly walked out of the bedroom.

He silently walked towards Mo Chengfeng, his tall body and the small sofa.

It didn't seem appropriate, but a man was sleeping soundly.

Zhao Yingnan, who was like an elf and a fairy, slowly squatted in front of him.

Mo Chengfeng looked like he was sleeping, a little less domineering and a little more gentle.

She curled her lips into a childish smile.

And then slowly, gently, a soft kiss on his lips,

This kiss, in such a quiet night, was so wonderful.

But unfortunately, Mo Chengfeng was sleeping soundly, so he didn't notice it.

Brother Mo, if possible, let's start over.

In these ten years, I clearly knew that besides you, there was no one else who could bring me love.

I love you, only you.

The next day, the sky was bright and the sun was shining brightly. Mo Chengfeng slowly woke up.

Last night, he had slept very well, but in his dreams …

A very vague voice seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart.

A somewhat ethereal voice sounded: "Brother Mo, you're really good-looking."

Until he woke up, that voice seemed to still echo in his ears.

He couldn't get rid of it.

Zhao Yingnan had to catch the subway to get to work, so she had an early biological clock.

She got up early even though she was on sick leave.

At the moment, she was making porridge in the kitchen. Although her cooking was quite ordinary,

However, she still wanted Mo Chengfeng and Liu Zirui to have breakfast when they woke up.

"Mo. Chief, you're awake? " He suddenly hugged her from behind.

The faint smell of tobacco on the man's body made her feel that he was a stranger.

Her brother Mo didn't smoke before.

"Call me brother Mo." He had just woken up, and a trace of pain that she had not seen flowed through his deep eyes.

He held her arm tightly, as if the moment he let go, she would disappear.

Zhao Yingnan frowned and pursed her lips, but did not do so.

In the kitchen, only the sound of the pot of porridge could be heard.

In her hands, there was a raw egg that had yet to be fried.

Her silence exacerbated the pain in his head and made his heart feel as if it had been ripped open.

He could almost feel the blood coming out of the wound.

The pain engulfed everything as his breathing became heavier.

Zhao Yingnan turned her head slightly and saw the sweat on his forehead.

Plus, his face was pale.

"What's the matter with you?" She put down the egg, held his face, and asked carefully.

Mo Chengfeng curled his lips and revealed a faint smile.

When they looked at each other, the ripples in their eyes finally calmed down.

"My head hurts a little."

In his heart, he was currently mulling over something. Should he tell her about the matter of losing his memories?

The reason why he didn't say anything for a long time was because of the memory from ten years ago.

He really forgot until he met her,

The closer he got to her, the more memories he had of her emerged from the ground.

"Then I'll help you to the sofa," she was still stubborn.

Other than that night when he was sick, he could not think clearly as he called out, "Brother Mo."

After that, the two words seemed to become taboo when faced with him.

She didn't want to talk, so he didn't know where to start.

Thus, he could only dispel his thoughts in disappointment.

"You make breakfast, I'll go wash my face." He patted her on the shoulder and left.

His face also returned to its normal state, completely different from how he looked a moment ago.

Zhao Yingnan's breakfast was not exactly plentiful, but it was definitely not a problem for her to be full.

White porridge, salted vegetables, fried poached eggs and toast,

And milk.

Mo Chengfeng was taking care of Liu Zirui so he got up. The little guy was liking him more and more.

And it was getting more and more attached to him.

"Uncle Mo, you are Little Mama's boyfriend. You will definitely get married in the future."

Then can I call you daddy? "

His young self was still very sad for his father's absence.

He had even brought out Zhao Yingnan after taking such a huge detour.

It was just that Liu Zirui wanted to persuade Mo Chengfeng to be his father.

"Alright." Mo Chengfeng agreed without even thinking.

He was very fond of children, especially smart and sensible ones like Liu Zirui.

And he just said, "You're definitely going to get married,"

This caused Mo Chengfeng to be elated, and he agreed to it even more readily.

"Rui, hurry up and eat breakfast, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Yingnan was afraid that Mo Chengfeng would think that she was the one who had taught her child to say these words.

Although she liked him, she had never thought about it.

He would use any method to force him.

"The end of love is marriage. Are you just going to play with me and get rid of me?"

Faced with Mo Chengfeng's serious question, Zhao Yingnan was so nervous that she fell into her bowl like a frightened bird.

"I'm not. I didn't want to break up with you, "he said.

Her eyes were crystal clear, even though she was in her twenties.

And there was a rare touch of innocence,

Mo Chengfeng, who was just teasing, calmed down.

He looked straight at her.

"Alright, then we'll have a good date. When the time is ripe, we'll get married."

These words were not a proper marriage proposal. The shock they brought to Zhao Yingnan's ears …

But she wasn't any younger than Mo Chengfeng when he proposed to her.

"Yeah!" Liu Zirui also laughed loudly.

The blush on Zhao Yingnan's face spread all the way down to her neck.

It was only until Mo Chengfeng and Liu Zirui entered the apartment that the blush slowly faded away.

When it was almost noon, Zhao Zhenkun called.

She said her parents, "Liu Zhenye" and "Zhao Wenyin," were going to dinner.

The old man was an old man, and as a result of his principle of harmony, he invited Zhao to come home with him.

Deep down, Zhao Yingnan didn't really want to go.

She was somewhat afraid of Zhao Wenyin.

In the Zhao Family, the butler was busy instructing the servants to prepare lunch while Zhao Zhenkun, his daughter and son-in-law were drinking tea in the courtyard.

The old man was almost old and seemed to be in high spirits. He did not look old at all.

"Wen Yin, when Nan Nan comes, be more careful when you talk, even if it's not your biological daughter …"

But that child is still a child of our family, so I have long since treated her as my biological granddaughter. "

Although Zhao Wenyin's temper wasn't very good, she was still very afraid of her father.

Plus, he was still much calmer than when he was younger, so he didn't refute her.

He did not say anything rude. Instead, he calmly said,

"Dad, from what you're saying, since I chose to take her back then, I didn't treat her like an outsider."

In the yard, some of the flowers and plants that Zhao Zhenkun had planted had already begun to sprout.

The green of a school symbolized the new meaning of spring.

"It's for the best that you can think like this." The old man had a kind smile on his face.

After all, she was his daughter, and even if she was a little stubborn, she wouldn't be able to hate him.

When Zhao Yingnan arrived, her family was already sitting at the dining table.

"Why did the young mistress buy so many things!" When the butler said this, he purposely raised his voice.

"Grandfather said that Mom and Dad are here, so he bought some gifts for them as well."

"Little girl, come in and eat!"

When Zhao Zhenkun heard that Zhao Yuejian had arrived, he immediately called for her to come over and take a seat.

In the dining room, the table was filled with sumptuous food.

I could tell that the old man still valued this lunch a lot.

"Grandfather, Dad, Mom."

Before taking her seat, Zhao Yingnan respectfully looked at the three elders who had already sat down.

"Sit down." Zhao Wenyin only glanced at her indifferently before turning his gaze away.

Liu Zhenye, on the other hand, appeared much calmer.

"I heard that your company has been purchased recently?"

Zhao Yingnan pulled out a chair and sat down. She had thought that Liu Zhenye would not make things difficult for her.

But he didn't expect that the moment he opened his mouth, he would put out such a large amount of preparation.

"Well, yes." She had no choice but to respond to her elders' questions.

However, since he asked, he must already know that her current boss is Zhao Wenyin's biological son.

Mo Chengfeng was stunned.

The irony was that Zhao Wenyin and Liu Zhenye were first marriages, but Mo Chengfeng was not Liu Zhenye's son.

In all these years, Zhao Yingnan had never heard of Mo Chengfeng's father.

Even Zhao Zhenkun had not mentioned it.

Moreover, after their marriage, Zhao Wenyin and Liu Zhenye had never had children. It was unknown whether they did not want to give birth to children or not.

In any case, from Zhao Yingnan's point of view, it was most likely that Zhao Wenyin did not want to have children because she did not like them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have given Mo Chengfeng away.

"Hurry up and eat. The food's getting cold," Zhao Zhenkun said as he ended the conversation that Liu Zhenye had just started.

Thus, no one spoke, only silently eating their meal.

Halfway through her meal, Zhao Yingnan's phone vibrated, reminding her that a text message had arrived.

Due to the etiquette, she did not immediately click on it.

He just continued to eat politely.

It was easy for people to feel tired under the midday sun. Zhao Zhenkun's age was still there.

At this point, you get the occasional nap,

I don't know if I got tired this morning,

After dinner, I feel very sleepy,

"Nan Nan, let your parents send you back to your home."

Zhao Zhenkun arranged everything so that they could deepen their relationship.

After all, Mo Chengfeng was already a member of the Mo Clan.

Even if they were to reunite one day, they might not be able to have that many relatives.

"Dad, go upstairs and rest. We'll send her off."

Zhao Wenyin frowned. There was no obvious displeasure in his tone.

Zhao Zhenkun did not say anything else.

The three of them walked out of the Zhao Family villa. Zhao Yingnan had always known that Zhao Wenyin did not like her.

Furthermore, she had always been unable to please her elders. Thus, she had stayed in the Zhao Family for so many years.

Even though they were a family of three, their relationship was very unfamiliar.

"Your current boss is Mo Chengfeng?"

Zhao Yingnan thought that Zhao Wenyin would not ask. She was probably being too naive.

Zhao Wenyin just didn't want to ask in front of Zhao Zhenkun.

After all, she was still her old father, so she had to restrain herself.

And now there were only the three of them in the car,

Naturally, she was no longer afraid.

"Yes," Zhao Yingnan, who was sitting in the back seat, clenched her hands nervously.

"I know you like him, but I still have to remind you,

You're not worthy of her. "

Zhao Wenyin's feelings towards his son were very complicated. At first, when he was pregnant and had children,

In her heart, besides hatred, she really had no other thoughts.

Time would teach people many things, such as how to teach Zhao Wenyin to reconcile with the past.

The pain she had endured and the embarrassment she had felt all those years ago …

In the end, it had nothing to do with Mo Chengfeng.

Still, she was angry with him.

"You should know that ten years ago, the two of you separated. You said that he didn't want to see you.

"I don't like you either. In that case, ten years from now, it would be best for you to not have any intentions towards him."

Zhao Wenyin glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

For this "daughter" that she didn't like,

Her expression and tone were indifferent.

"And you're dressed like this. Aren't you already at work? You just don't know how to buy some decent clothes! "

Zhao Wenyin was born into a family of books, but she didn't look gentle at all.

On the contrary, in terms of manners and speech, she was very much like a willful young lady born into a rich family.

"Your mother is right, this man relies on clothes, on money."

You're not young anymore, you've never had a boyfriend,

It's time to look for me. "

Liu Zhenye spoke up as he drove.