Chapter 611

"Young master, she is back."

Mo ziyao didn't speak. He just asked him to put the information on the table. That's what she looked like when she got off the plane. Mozi Yao reluctantly touched her face. After several years' absence, he felt that his neighbor had grown up.

Since she left her country, he did not disturb her, just let people pay attention to her life at any time, not to let those people have a chance to take advantage of. Unconsciously, he has printed his name on her body.

Standing under the big screen in the square, he appeared in the financial reports, and the girls around him were shouting at him. Xian'er smiles slightly, the person she likes, how can be bad.

It was not until his reflection disappeared from above that Xianer turned and was ready to leave.

"Miss, can I buy you a cup of coffee?" The deep voice is full of magnetism.

Xian'er could hear the excited voice of the girl beside her, and her heart beat uneasily. It was him. Even after many years of separation, she could recognize that it was him. Almost ready to scream with excitement, she held back her excitement and looked up at him.

"Are you chatting, sir?" The grown-up kitten is still naughty.

Mozi Yao took her hand, turned and ran towards the roadside. Xian'er ran with him passively at this moment. He took her hand and ran in front with a smile on his face. She looked at his back and laughed. It was sweet.

In the year she left, she did it on purpose. She knew that she would leave, she didn't want him to forget her, she should always stand in the active position. So, she left by that misunderstanding, as if it had never appeared before, disappeared without a trace. Over the years, she knew that he had been focusing on herself, and she knew that her purpose had been achieved.

Yes, she didn't want him to forget her, greedy for more, want his heart only her shadow.

"Now, Mr. Mo ziyao, you may kiss your bride."

In the cheers of the crowd, Mozi Yao slowly kisses the lips of the fifth immortal son and really prints his surname.

Thirty years later, as group developed a group of senior villas.

In the early summer of July, the temperature was much higher than usual. Lying on the balcony bench in the sun, Xuanhao turned over lazily, and his eyes narrowed reluctantly. He fought against the sun that came in from the terrace.

Only a moment later, however, he sighed and sat up, his back to the sun, his feet limping down on the carpet, yawning and scratching his messy black hair. After a lazy stretch, he got up and went to the bathroom.

His facial features are full of a unique charm temperament, tall and straight, thin, strong, in the lazy exudes pure male charm and self-confidence.

All people who know him know that he will never allow anyone to harass him on his vacation days!

However, he had just finished the bath and was brushing his teeth when the doorbell rang in a very ignorant way. He thought he had not heard it.

Walk out of the bathroom with a towel, grab another big towel, rub your hair and walk out of the terrace. The doorbell rang indomitably, but was ignored by Xuanhao.

Open the small refrigerator, take out a can of beer, leisurely lean on the terrace, slowly sip, look far into the villa area of lush lakes and mountains. In recent years, as group has developed rapidly under the leadership of old master Xuan Yiche. As the third generation of Xuan family, he seldom has time to relax from his busy work.

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