He Fusheng woke up after being slapped by that slap, his body was pushed back by Mo Xiangyi, and he took a few steps back. When he was in a state of distress, he saw a petite figure beside him, who had already moved quickly. drifting by...
Mo Xiangyi didn't know where he got his strength, after slapping He Fusheng, he pushed her away, his little feet seemed to be blown by the wind, and ran out of the study room, wiped his tears and went straight to the outside of the house, jumped on The carriage is on its way to the Mo Mansion...
The servant didn't know what happened, but saw the gentle and gentle Miss Mo Er suddenly ran out of the young master's study crying, quickly got into the carriage at the door, and urged the servant to take her back home.
The chauffeur is used to He Fusheng. He usually responds to Miss Mo's every request and obeys every request. He also knows He Fusheng's thoughts. Treating Mo Xiangyi's requests is like treating He Fusheng's orders. And executed quickly.
When He Fusheng came to his senses and chased out of the courtyard from the study, he could only watch helplessly as the carriage drove away quickly.
The tip of He Fusheng's tongue touched his cheek, he raised his hand to caress the face that Mo Xiangyi had slapped, he got on his horse, followed the carriage, and sent the carriage all the way back to the Mo residence.
Watching Mo Xiangyi jump off the carriage and enter the Mo mansion without looking back, He Fusheng's heart was turning and turning, and he was extremely annoyed.
After dormant for so many years and endured for so long, everything was ruined because of impulsiveness.
But his heart felt much more comfortable. The emotions that had been suppressed deep in his heart for so many years were buried in his chest like a huge boulder, and he was almost out of breath.
Now that Xiang Yi knows his thoughts, at least she will stop her from respecting him as an elder.
He Fusheng turned around and returned to the courtyard, enduring the uneasiness in his heart, and continued to deal with business matters...
He ordered people to send several batches of things to Hu Yueru in the name of Mo Xiangyi, but he almost thought of everything that a woman needs...
Hu Yueru received those things, and sighed: "Miss Xiangyi is really meticulous and thoughtful, even these small things can be considered for me, thank you Miss Xiangyi for me."
The little boy laughed and laughed, "No thanks, no thanks, as long as you use it."
It's not that Miss Xiangyi is thoughtful and meticulous, it's that our young master has always been considerate and meticulous to Miss Xiangyi, so much so that he also treats the people that Miss Xiangyi wants to care about.
Hu Yueru felt a little sorry, and asked, "When will Miss Xiangyi be free? Why hasn't she come to my place for several days?"
The boy smiled contortedly: "Second Miss Mo is in the mansion recently, and I haven't heard anything about the mansion recently, Miss Yueru, if you want to invite Miss Xiangyi out, you can write a message to Second Miss Mo.
I heard that the twice-a-year horse race and Cuju in Jincheng are about to start, and Miss Mo will also go this year..."
Hu Yueru thought about it, she was short-handed, and she had to thank him anyway, so she went back to the house and wrote a thank you letter for the servant to bring to Xiangyi.
The boy took the letter back to the courtyard and handed it to He Fusheng. After hearing what the boy said, He Fusheng paused, put the Langhao pen in his hand aside, stood up and opened the window, watching the courtyard full of blooming flowers. He sighed and said, "Since it belongs to Second Miss Xie Mo, send it to the Mo House and give it to Second Miss Mo."
It's been three days, a full three days.
Mo Xiangyi never came to look for her again...