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"What's wrong, Uncle Chang? Han Mo is back? "

"Not yet. Young master accompanied Miss Mo out today. It seems that he will be back late." The Uncle Chang said, then lowered his voice and asked, "Young Mistress, did you go to the backyard again?"

Qiao Xinran nodded.

"He's not here today, is he?" Uncle Chang sneakily glanced at the direction of the backyard and asked.

"En, not here." Just as she finished speaking, she immediately raised her head and tightly grabbed Uncle Chang's arm, "Uncle Chang, how did you know he wasn't here? You do know him, don't you? Do you know where he is now? "

Uncle Chang shook his head, and sighed helplessly, "I don't know where he is, I just saw that Young Mistress' expression was not right."

"Oh." Qiao Xinran let go of his arm and became dejected once again.

Seeing the Young Mistress' dejected look, Uncle Chang wanted to say something in his heart, but after opening his mouth for a long time, he decided to say something else in the end, "Young Mistress, just do as you like. "Perhaps the true side of things is different from what you imagine it to be …"

Qiao Xinran silently praised his words, but she still could not understand what Uncle Chang meant by saying these words.

Could it be that he was telling her that the mysterious person in the backyard, was not as good as she had imagined?

But, since he said that, Uncle Chang must know him, right? It was only because of a few reasons that he was unable to tell her, which was why he said these words to remind her. Could it be that that person was a bad person and would do something bad to her?

The moment this idea appeared, she rejected it.

How is that possible? What she wanted was nothing. Other than Han Mo being able to torture her, she had no value at all.

Moreover, she could feel that that person was sincere to her.

His kiss, his voice, his words, they were all sincere …

"Young mistress, since you have this intention, why don't you put it on young master's shoulders?" Do you think that Miss Mo will please the young master more every day? "I don't beg you to be like her. As long as you act a little more actively, young master will treat you …"

"Uncle Chang, I know you are doing this for my own good." Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Qiao Xinran interrupted him and said, "But there are some grudges that can't be put down just because you say so. Perhaps he could torture me to lessen my hatred of my mother, but at the same time I hated him. It's a choice my heart has made, and I can't control it. I think there's a dead knot between him and me … "

"Sigh …" The Uncle Chang felt a wave of bitterness in his heart, and heavily sighed.

Yes, this was a dead knot.

Young Master only wanted to torture Young Mistress for her revenge, but he had neglected her heart.

Now, did Young Mistress already hate him?

After all, what the Young Master did was too much, even he could not bear to see it any longer.

However, he could feel that the young master and the young mistress still had subtle feelings for each other. However, mixed in with this hatred was only love and death. In the end, it could only be a tragedy …

When night fell, Han Mo closed his notebook, rubbed his swollen eyes, and fell into a daze as he stared at the empty study room.

This afternoon, Mo Shanshan even asked him indirectly if the company was going to have a holiday on Christmas Day.

How could he not know that she was trying to remind him to spend Christmas with her?

But when it comes to festivals, all women want is a gift.

It's just not convenient to say it clearly.

Although he didn't say it out loud, if he gave it to her, it would probably make her happy, right?

Thinking about it, he immediately called Han Yang, "Help me prepare a necklace for Christmas."

Han Yang who was on the other end of the phone was a little surprised, because the Young Master was never such a romantic person.

"Is it a Christmas present for Young Mistress?"

Han Mo's face instantly darkened. Qiao Xinran! How could he have forgotten that there was still Qiao Xinran?

But was she worthy of his gift? That woman was merely a servant bought by him, but she had the title of Young Mistress. How could she be qualified for him to give her a present?

Rather than letting her get a present, it was better to let her have a look!

He wanted her to see him spend a romantic Christmas with her best friend!

Seeing that he did not speak, Han Yang seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing and quickly replied and hung up.

How would the Qiao Xinran at this time know that she had already fallen into the schemes of some people?

Staring at the blueprints in front of her blankly, she came back to study all the blueprints in front of her and also found a few samples of famous designers. However, her mind was completely blank, all the inspiration she had just now was completely scared off by Uncle Chang's few words.

Uncle Chang was true, it would have been fine if she just told him the truth, if he had to say something so scary, it would be true. She was most afraid of guessing others' words and thoughts.

However, no matter how Uncle Chang scared her, she still believed that person would not have any ill intentions towards her.

She would not have so many theories and calculations. She only knew that a person could feel whether they were good or bad for her.

People should always be careful when interacting with each other.

Unlike some devils, who only knew how to behave in a renal manner, he was simply an animal!

When he thought of Han Mo, all he could think of was to curse at him.

No way, no way. I have to focus!

She simply walked to the window and opened it. The night wind was somewhat chilly, causing her to tremble all over. However, her mind had also instantly become clear.

Love should be divided into many different types, right?

Those who could not, like Li Moli, asked what love was in this world that directly taught people how to live and die together.

There is also a type of mutual help, it is better to forget about the freedom of the martial arts world.

Since ancient times, what one could not obtain was always the best.

Those that had been passed down and caused others to feel pity for them had all ended up as tragedies, hadn't they?

Love, thunderous, there are calm as water.

But often, the fierce and fierce ended up with nothing. However, it could be carved into one's heart for the rest of one's life.

Only those who were as calm as water could know each other and live together forever. However, how many people were able to hold on to such a dull life?

Love is varied, not a limited thing, not a single model!

Tragic love is, of course, more tear-provoking, but compared to design, it seems a little too negative.

A thought flashed through her mind. Since this was the case, then she might as well not limit herself to the design versions of the past and reset her own series!

There wasn't enough time to close the window. He picked up the brush and started to draw, as if he had been possessed by a devil. His entire body seemed to have entered a crazed state.

The sun rose and set, and when the sunlight shone into the room and onto her body, Qiao Xinran stretched lazily, yawning profusely.