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Why are you always forcing yourself to get married?

Mo Ziran's lips were still pressed against Zhao Xi's red lips, her voice was hoarse and enticing, carrying a deep sense of lust.

"When did I seduce you?" Zhao Xi took a step back, and was immediately dissatisfied, when did she seduce him?!

"…"

When Mo Ziran began to be obsessed with these colorful words, he always chose to avoid this topic, if not Mo Ziran would definitely let her know what thick ink and heavy color was: "Then can you come back with me?"

Can his job with the consortium be handed over? Everything here has been resolved? Didn't he say that he needed more time?

Mo Ziran pulled at his tie, his delicate eyebrows slightly showing his arrogance: "What if I still can't go back with you?"

Zhao Xi understood his answer very well. Even the Old Master had to stay here, how could he, a descendant of the Mo family, leave first?

"Then I'll go back first."

"…" Mo Ziran's expression darkened to the end, as he stared at her innocent and caring face with a cold smile, "You'll go back first? "The headlines for tomorrow's newspaper are you and Fang Han again?"

"…"

She realised that Mo Ziran was really vengeful.

"It was really a misunderstanding last time. I didn't expect him to suddenly do this. Plus, we aren't even friends anymore." She had said those words to Fang Han, why would Fang Han care about her?

Even if their relationship wasn't at the level of a stranger, they definitely wouldn't be as good friends as they were in the past.

"Are you saying so much now so that you can go back by yourself?" He could see through this with one glance!

"…" Zhao Xi felt that she was truly wronged, "I was explaining that matter to you."

Did he really not care?!

"Do I need your explanation?" Mo Ziran coldly snorted as he turned around and opened the car door, "Go and wait, I'll bring you along when I leave."

"…"

Being under the roof of a house, she was indeed the first to become stronger.

It was only after Mo Ziran's car had sped up and left that Zhao Xi realized something. He just asked her in a circle if she wanted to go back home?

Returning home.

Zhao Xi repeated this phrase several times in silence.

When she first came to Europe, she had buried all her feelings in her heart. She had really wanted to go back, but after knowing that she had been injected with drugs, and that Mo Ziran had An Ziqi, when Mo Ziran had killed so many people on his own accord, and that Mo Bai had died one by one in front of her, she really wanted to return.

She even thought that if Mo Ziran went back with her, maybe he could stop this tragedy from happening.

Now that everything had returned to normal, Mo Ziran was by her side, just like before.

Returning home had become an obsession, not an urgent hope.

Now that he could really go back, Zhao Xi actually felt that it was a bit unreal.

She considered whether she should bid farewell to Mo Ziji and Mo Ziji, as well as Shu Ya, who had been taking great care of her, and the old man.

So there were actually so many ties here without him even realizing it.

The old gramps was right, she had to come back.

After living here for so long, Zhao Xi realized that she seemed to have never examined this room properly before. From the bottom of her heart, she felt that this was a temporary place to stay, just like a hotel.

She was not familiar with the layout of Mo Ziran's old house yet.

Zhao Xi carefully checked the furnishings in the room, in the end, she only placed the music box beside the bed on the table. It seemed that the thing she wanted to bring back was only this one.

It was obvious that Mo Ziran wanting to know when she would return to the country depends on his time, but Zhao Xi was still unable to fall asleep.

In the morning of the second day, Zhao Xi went to find the old man, and apologetically told him of his decision. The old man seemed to have already known of this outcome, and only said to her: "I still have a few more years to live, you don't have to worry. After two years, come back and accompany me.

"Alright, grandfather, no matter what, I will be back in two years."

As the days of waiting passed, Zhao Xi's heart calmed down even more. She boiled tea beside the old man and wrote by herself, waiting for the day she returned home.

In the morning, before Zhao Xi had even woken up, the door had already been forcefully pushed open. Zhao Xi was immediately awakened from her sleep due to the fright, and a person's silhouette pressed down, the scorching hot kiss landing on her face and neck continuously dripping wet. The familiar smell immediately calmed her, and her hands wrapped around Mo Ziran's neck to respond to his kiss.

Mo Ziran pressed his hands on the side of her head, his gaze deep, his thin lips slightly parted: "Zhao Xi, let's return."

Her calm heart suddenly started to beat, Zhao Xi raised her head and kissed him: "Okay."

Zhao Xi stood up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, changed her clothes, packed her things, and followed behind her as Mo Ziran walked two steps back.

Zhao Xi was not annoyed, she just let him follow, sometimes she would suddenly turn around and hit him, and would even stupidly raise her head and smile.

"So happy after returning home?" Mo Ziran stood behind her and looked at Zhao Xi who was combing her hair in the mirror.

"Yeah." Zhao Xi generously smiled at him once more. Even though she had already tried her best to calm down, at this moment, she couldn't hide the joy in her heart.

Mo Ziran ruffled the hair she had just combed, "This is pretty good, there's no need to comb it."

"…"

Zhao Xi used her hands to straighten her hair, she walked to the side of the table and picked up her only luggage: "I can go now."

"…"

Mo Ziran looked at the music box in her arms, then looked at the arrangement of the room: "Nothing else?"

Zhao Xi uncertainly checked once, and then said with relief: "It's all gone, the things here aren't mine."

Nothing in the room was hers, only the music box was hers.

Nothing in the entire Mo family belonged to her, and only Mo Ziran belonged to her.

Mo Ziran held Zhao Xi's waist with one hand and let her lean close to him, allowing the hot kiss to fall again. This kind of Zhao Xi, was clean and beautiful.

The car drove all the way to the private airport. The luxurious private jet was already waiting at the airport with the trained bodyguards lined up neatly.

Sun Gu helped the two of them open the car door, and then Zhao Xi got off the car with Mo Ziran still holding onto the music box.

A train arrived from afar. Zhao Xi turned around and got off the first car with Shu Ya. Soon after, the red sportscar followed and they got off Mo Ziyu.

Zhao Xi handed the music box to Sun Gu and hugged Mo Ziyu who was running over: "I'm going back. If you miss me, come and find me in China."

"Sister-in-law, you have to take care of yourself. If my brother wants to bully you, I won't be able to do anything, but you can find Grandfather to take care of him." After Zhao Xi insisted on calling her by name, Mo Ziyu was forced by Mo Ziran to call her second brother.

Mo Ziyu expressed unfairness. She had been calling him this for so many years and had gotten used to it. Unfortunately, the appeal was not approved.

Zhao Xi let go of Mo Ziyu, then walked forward and gently hugged her, "Do you have to be careful when you're outside? I'm waiting for you to call me sister-in-law. "

With warmth in his heart, Zhao Xi nodded his head heavily: "Ok."

Zhao Xi walked in front of Mo Ziji and said gratefully and sincerely, "I need to thank you at the Mo family for taking care of Mo Ziran and me."

Mo Ziji took a glance at the nearby Mo Ziran, whose face was evidently a little impatient, and a faint light flashed across his eyes. With a calm and graceful voice, he said, "Actually, I also hope that you can call me Big Brother.

He took a step forward and hugged Zhao Xi. "The two of you need to take care of yourselves, remember to come back home and visit us."

"Are you done yet!?" Mo Ziran walked towards the two of them and hugged them in front of him, thinking that he was dead?!

Mo Ziji released Zhao Xi, and said playfully: "You must be careful in the future. This second brother of mine doesn't seem to have a good temper."

"…"

Zhao Xi was dragged behind her by the hand. She looked at Mo Ziran's ashen face, and chanted in her heart. Mo Ziji, you are really too modest.

"Why are you all in such a hurry to go back?" Mo Ziyu did not understand their choice at all. Now that there were no more obstacles, why didn't they just stay in Europe?

"Because," Zhao Xi dragged out her last words before her soft gaze fell on Mo Ziran, "Because I'm going back to continue my studio."

Because they came to Europe, everything in studio was delayed.

Shu Ya was a typical rich girl, she did not feel like she had worked before, "Xiao Xi, perhaps you'll be the first woman in the Mo family to go out to work."

All of them abided by their own rules and regulations, never stepping past the boundaries of lightning, or else they would become the laughingstock of their family. She was Mo Ziji's wife, and was even under the watchful eyes of everyone, so she had to be more cautious of her words and deeds.

Suddenly, Zhao Xi thought about it. Someone like Mo Ziji or his should be a product of a famous clan, shouldn't Mo Ziran also think that women should not go out to work?

However, the first thing he did after bringing her home was to help her find an internationally renowned designer to teach her and help her join the Eli's competition.

"Sister-in-law, can you keep such a gaze on the bed?" Mo Ziyu shouted exaggeratedly, covering her eyes and said angrily, "You and my sister-in-law are bullying me!"

Zhao Xi's face flushed red, and she anxiously tried to explain: "I didn't!"

"You clearly wanted to use your eyes to rape me!"

Mo Ziran lowered his head and indistinctly whispered into her ear, emphasizing those two words. Even though he lowered his voice, it was enough for everyone present to hear.

Zhao Xi was so embarrassed that she wanted to die. Was there a hole for her to crawl into? If not, he could still crack the door!

Mo Ziji laughed out loud: "It's a good thing that you two have a good relationship. The next time we meet, it might be your wedding."

All of the wives of the Mo family had to undergo rigorous selection, and every one of them had a noble background. However, their words now seemed to have already confirmed that she was Mo Ziran's wife.

The warm, gentle words that sounded like the words of a family member caressed his face.

"He didn't even want to return the ring to me." Zhao Xi scolded as she glanced at Mo Ziran. This man was simply stingy to the extreme!

"Why are you always forcing yourself to get married? Do you know how to write the word 'shyness', Zhao Xi? "