Chapter 2357

"But he has already failed me."

The light words came out from Mo Lingwei's cherry-blossom lips, but they sounded loudly.

As the cold wind blew, the withered and yellow leaves fluttered down from the air and fell into the water, causing ripples to ripple in the pool.

There was silence all around, only the sound of a mallet hitting the clothes again and again.

Mo Jinlan washed the clothes clean, cleaned off the foam on them with pool water, wrung out the clothes, put them in the tub, and handed them to Mo Lingwei: "Take it back to dry, I'll just sit here for a while." meeting."

Mo Lingwei took the wooden basin, stood up, but stood there without moving.

Mo Jinlan sneered: "What are you doing standing here? Don't you think I'll be overwhelmed by this? The mistake was made by my mother, and I lost my life because of her. I can't afford to take all these mistakes to myself.

I'm not going to die, I just want to be quiet. "

Hearing what she said, Mo Lingwei left with the basin in hand.

When the woman's slender back disappeared from sight, Mo Jinlan couldn't hold back any longer. She covered her eyes with her fingers that were red from the freezing water, and suddenly burst into tears.

The low whimper sounded like the mourning of a nightingale. If she could choose, she would also want to be reborn in Su Wan's womb. She was taught by Su Wan to be gentle and tenacious, neither humble nor overbearing, and live independently and self-improvement.

Instead of being ignored by the elders, being used by the mother, and being used by Qin Zhirou as a knife at a young age, to remove all obstacles.

Sometimes, Mo Jinlan even wondered if God had transferred all of Qin Zhirou's retribution to his elder brother. Otherwise, why would his elder brother not be rewarded for being such a gentle and kind person?

It was because Huiji was bound to be hurt, and God didn't want him to live well, so he took his brother away.

Leaving her alone in this world without feeling the slightest warmth.

Her birth was a mistake!

Mo Lingwei returned to the yard, unfolded the clothes, and hung them to dry on the bamboo poles erected.

Feng Shaojin was leading Xiu'er out of the hall, and when he saw Mo Lingwei drying his clothes, he was moved and distressed, strode over, and grabbed her fingers.

Seeing that her pale fingertips were frozen red, Feng Shaojin put her hands together to his lips and breathed out. Seeing that her fingers hadn't warmed up, he simply unbuttoned the shirt on his chest, and covered her hands in the scorching heat. chest.

He blamed and said: "I have already said that you don't need to do these rough jobs, you can accompany Xiu'er to read and write, if someone needs an operation and you want to treat them, I will not stop you.

What should you do if your hands are frozen in the pool water? "

Mo Lingwei looked at Feng Shaojin with dim eyes, and said frankly: "I didn't wash these clothes, they were all washed by Jinlan, I just took them back to dry."

Smiles appeared on Feng Shaojin's face, "You don't have to wash it, and it's not your turn to dry it, so I'll do it."

Seeing that her fingers were already warm, Feng Shaojin held his palms and rubbed them together, then let go of her hands, picked up the clothes in the tub, shook them, and quickly dried them.

Feng Shaojin studied in Western countries at a young age, so these trivial matters are extremely neat.

Mo Lingwei stared at the man's back, suddenly feeling a little sad: This man has her in his heart now, so he takes care of her in every possible way. If one day he loses her, will he also abandon her like a shoestring?

Of course she would not be like Mo Jinlan, who would compromise for a man who had no feelings for her, but if she still refused to let her go, what should she do?

Is she going to end up like mother?