When Mo Xiaoran saw her at the table, she raised her glass and toasted to Han Qiaoying.
As time passed, many things were buried deep in her brain and became memories, perhaps they would always be sealed there, maybe they would be recalled one day, and then, they would also bring up many matters related to each other. At that time, Mo Xiaoran's eyes were only filled with studies, only books.
Xiao Menghan laid on the side, and accompanied Mo Xiaoran. She said that he would listen, and she was silent, and he would accompany her in peace and quiet. Sometimes, when the two of them were together, it was very simple, and in fact, it was very simple.
Xiao Menghan had accompanied her for a few nights straight. That kind of feeling made him and her become addicted, he ate and understood her, and only quietly embraced each other, his forehead touching hers, and his gaze quietly searched for his figure in her eyes. That kind of silence, that sweet throbbing, that long sighing happiness, at one point, Mo Xiaoran thought that this feeling would last forever.
Tian Youting did not mention the Xiao Mu, nor did he ask Tian Youting. His already calm eyes were now as calm as the surface of the lake, and many times, Tian Youting would just look at her and not understand where her confidence came from. Xiao Menghan? That powerful and mysterious man, Mo Xiaoran, was trapped in a murder case and yet he still did not appear. The outside world had many guesses about him and there were even reporters crouching outside the door of the Xiao Family Group.
"You really can eat. You slept so well that you weren't worried at all."
"Why should I?" As Mo Xiaoran ate the delicious food in the bowl, she gave Tian Youting a look that said: "To uncover the truth, isn't it your duty to severely punish the culprits? But for your Captain Mu, why hasn't he appeared recently? "
As for the Xiao Mu, ever since the day he met Tian Youting at Mo Xiaoran's place, they had even met once a day, and they had occasionally met. With a snort, the Xiao Mu turned around and left, and as they occasionally worked together, they did not look at Tian Youting at all, which made Tian Youting feel dissatisfied in his heart. As for what to do?
Mo Xiaoran looked at the direction of the door in a daze, she realised that he had been in a very low and depressed state these past few days, and had not told her any other jokes. After careful consideration, Mo Xiaoran realized that it had started from the moment the policewoman appeared, and love, was indeed a thing that made people want to die. Eating the other party's soft mouth, Mo Xiaoran finished off the food in the bowl, and calmly raised her head to ask Tian Youting: "Since she knows that you have come to my place, she will not be happy. Why do you still want to come?"
Tian Youting lowered his head, and knocked on the bed with his fingers, pondering for a moment before speaking: "Why should I care if she is happy or not?"
Mo Xiaoran laughed, and did not make any sound. He only waited for Tian Youting to finish. Just as expected, after a minute or two, Tian Youting continued to ridicule her: "Tell me, what part of me is not good? What she wants, I give her as much as I can. What she likes, I don't even need her to open her mouth, I immediately go up to her, she doesn't like me talking to any of her colleagues, and when I see them walking around, I know that the person in her heart isn't me, I just don't want to give up, because of her. "
Tian Youting sighed, he could not tell the rest of the things that he should not tell Mo Xiaoran, because the captain's heart did not have Xiao Mu, what kind of family did Mu Chongya have, being the leader here was just a matter of time, sooner or later he would find a suitable family.
Mu Family is not a Xiao Family.
He was intelligent, but in front of Mu Chongya, he was just a child's plaything.
There are so many tangled feelings in this world. She does not feel that this Tian Chutian is a great love, that love itself is a sacrifice, a voluntary one, mixed with grievances and resentment, and then it changes its flavor, not love, free and easy, waving her hand, if not lover, then friend, but there are so many who can do it!
That afternoon, Mo Xiaoran listened to Tian Youting's endless narration of his miserable path of love. He did not confide in anyone, other than his colleagues, he was only talking to his parents, and his friends were his superiors, Mu Chongya. Mo Xiaoran made him feel at ease, she was not a woman who liked to talk to others on equal footing, she was intelligent, smart and intelligent.
Hearing the calm voice that came from the phone, Tian Youting anxiously stood up, signaled Mo Xiaoran to keep quiet, then walked out of the room. He knew that if he was here, Mu Chongya would see him when he returned, but it didn't matter, because Mu Chongya told him to come here and see if there was anything that Mo Xiaoran could find.
"Has anyone been to see Mo Xiaoran recently?" Mu Chongya knew where Xiao Menghan was, but he had no way to go. In fact, he had never decided to directly meet Xiao Menghan, because the scars on his body had not been removed yet. He was tormented to the point that he wanted to live and die, which made Mu Junyang even more miserable.
"Nope."
From now on, inform the lawyer Liang's family members that they can visit Mo Xiaoran, and gather all the materials.
"I, I'll organize it?"
"Mhmm, I'll be back two days later. Tidy up first, I'll give you a call when the time comes." After Mu Chongya finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving Tian Youting a chance to speak. He was standing in his room, wearing only a pair of underwear, helpless, the friction between his clothes would only increase the itch on his clothes, he realized that bathing in hot springs and steamed spring sauna would slow down the itch, but it would still be addictive. Mu Chongya endured it until the end, before going to the gym to fill up a sandbag and use his sweat to slow down.
When Tian Youting went back to take the box, he told Mo Xiaoran that she could accept his permission to visit. He asked Mo Xiaoran who he wanted to see, and he could go inform him.