Seeing the car go away, Muqiao didn't recover from the tenderness.

For a moment gentle, for a moment cold, insane, she stamped her feet in anger.

That night, Muqiao had a dream. The messy fragments in the dream made her cry and laugh for a while.

When I get up in the morning, I have a splitting headache.

At this time, the room phone rang.

She picked up, "hello."

"Madam, there is a gentleman who wants to know your room number. Will you allow us to let him know?"

Muqiao thought of Mo Han first, but then he thought that it was impossible for Mo han to meet her in such a serious way. That was Hetian.

"Oh, wait a minute, Mohan. Are you ready to take a bath?" She called deliberately in the direction of the bathroom.

"If you ask him to wait, my husband is still taking a bath. It's inconvenient."

"Ma'am, he's gone."

Muqiao put down the phone with a sigh of relief.

Hetian, I'm sorry, if the final result is still hurt, then, at least, long pain is not as good as short pain.

After returning to city B, Muqiao didn't go to the company and went home directly.

"Where were you last night, and the night before yesterday?" Mother saw her, poured a glass of water for her, and asked straightforwardly.

Muqiao drank water, nestled on the sofa, holding his knees and looking at his mother, "Mom, I fell out with Hetian officially."

Mother's voice of cutting vegetables stopped in vain. She came over with a kitchen knife and said, "what's the matter? I heard that Mu Ling proposed to you the day before yesterday

Muqiao should be glad that her mother was afraid that her father would be too tired, so they went to the room upstairs to have a rest. Otherwise, she would be very sad to see her daughter disliked by her parents that day.

"His family didn't agree. They gave birth to children and divorced again. It's understandable to think about it." She smiles, trying to lighten her tone.

Mother's hand with the knife hung down, Muqiao frowned, "Mom, you put down the knife first."

Maybe it's this topic that distracts my mother's attention. The thing that she didn't go home the night before yesterday is fooled in the past.

"They don't know Pu Yu." Mother got up and went to the kitchen.

Older, more emotional, looking at her mother's twitching back, the wood Joe heart is not taste.

After Mu Ling and Xie Yu got married, they mortgaged a house outside, moved out with Xie Yu, and the house was empty all of a sudden.

My father's words became less and less. When Mu Xiaoyou was there, he was OK. When Mu Xiaoyou went to kindergarten, the two old people lost their spiritual support. When Muqiao came back several times, she watched them sitting in the living room in a daze, which made her feel very sad.

Mo Han has never appeared in front of her since that time. Everything seems to be calm again.

Only Joe's heart is worried about gain and loss.

She will think about that night, she will think about the gentleness of the man, and the man's "Muqiao, wait for me."

She didn't know if the man was serious, but she was stubborn and wanted to wait.

Even if, so humble, so unpromising, lovely love, no noble, she told herself this time, once again.

"Mom, shall we go back to city a?"

This morning, while eating, Muqiao suddenly opened his mouth. Both his father and mother stopped and looked at her.

She saw a faint light in her father's eyes and said with a smile, "this mu Ling is also married. That thing should be over now. Let's go back. Well, if you still want to go back to the town, you can buy the house again. It's said that many new houses have been built in the town. We'll buy a new house."

Father drank a mouthful of soup, "you are not allowed to go back until you get married."

This was unexpected.

"If you go back, your life will be even worse."

Muqiao fed a steamed bread to her mouth. Her heart was slightly sour. There were different ways to love her children in the world, but the starting point was always the same. She naturally understood her father's meaning. No matter how long she went back, there would still be good people. She didn't get married and had a child, so she was afraid it would be more difficult to get married.

"Dad But you and mom, I know you want to go back. "

"Then get someone to marry."

"Grandparents, I don't want a new dad. I want my dad." Muqiao rushed out of the room.

On the balcony next door, on the rigid face of the man, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Mr. Mo, it's almost time for the meeting. It's time for us to go."

Mo Han made a sound.

When my company saw he Jie sitting in the office, Mo Han frowned, "what are you doing here so early?"

He Jie sensitively found that he seemed to be in a good mood. He stepped forward two steps, reached over and held Mo Han's arm, "Mo Han..."

Hand is not trace of the pull away, she saw the man frowned, eyes have dislike a flash."Come on, what's the matter?"

The man went around the table and began to look at the papers.

"My dad asked me to ask about marriage."

"Marriage?" The man looked up at He Jie, just like the expression of a big joke. He Jie's heart suddenly sank, "what's wrong?"

Man buried, "this matter, later, you know I don't have this mind."

"Don't you have this idea, or have you never thought of marrying me?" He Jie spoke.

Mo Han raised his head, "feel aggrieved, you can choose to retire."

"Mohan, you deceive people too much."

The pen in his hand was thrown aside, and Mo Han put his hand back on the back of his head, leaned back on the chair and looked at He Jie, "I've been deceiving people too much? Miss he has forgotten how much she has benefited from me? Is it enough for you to squander a generation by collecting the benefit fee? If you really want to deceive others, miss he will come back first. "

"You You... "

"Get out."

"Mo Han, actually..."

"Get out."

He Jie stamped her foot and went out.

Sitting in her luxury car, she kept patting the steering wheel. Mohan didn't treat her as a woman at all. To be more exact, in his eyes, he was just one thing, a valuable thing.

Mobile phone rings, she is a little angry to pick up, "who?"

"Oh, Miss He, who has provoked you?"

He Jie took off the phone and looked at the number, "Mu Ying? What can I do for you

"Listen to your tone, I know, it must be something unhappy? Come on, let me guess. Is it because of Mohan? "

He Jie knows the relationship between Mu Ying and Mo Han, and doesn't like her, "what's the matter with you? Don't say I hung up. "

"Do you want to know where your fiance often goes at night?" When Mu Ying finishes her sentence, she suddenly feels a chill on her back. She turns around and sees her husband standing behind her with a knife. The phone in her hand slips to the ground, and there comes the voice of He Jie, "where have you been? Hello, talk, hello... "

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