Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

After that, we don't even know what's going on out there.

After a dozen minutes of waiting, Mo Jingdeep came back and took her away.

Half the people in the hallway had withdrawn, and Mo Jing-deep's suit was dressed in the warmth of the season, and all she could hear was a man whispering in her ear: "Don't say anything, just go. ”

However, Seasonal Dream somehow stood there biting his lips and not talking any more, but his eyes clearly hated Seasonal Warm.

Ultimately, in front of Mo Jing Deep, he still dared not move.

At this moment, it's like a jumping clown, and the ugliness still bites and stares at people.

Seasonal warmth just passed in front of her, and the two women seemed calm and quiet like a repressed tsunami.

Just walking through the season's dreams, the season warm suddenly stopped and looked at her flatly: “So, suddenly, we don't even have this relationship with our sisters anymore, do we? ”

Even if it was true, as she said, her mother married after she was pregnant with Seasonal Warm, so her biological father was not even Seasonal Hiroshi, even her half-brother, who once thought she was a blood relative, and now even this has been cut by half.

Season Warm had no expression on her face when she said that, but those dark eyes and eyes made people afraid to look at each other, especially those who were already faint.

“When did you think of me as your own sister?” Seasonal dreams were supposed to be heartless, but they still straightened their backs.

Seeing the season warm and silent, the season dreams were suddenly about to open up, but suddenly the sun suddenly caught a glance of the cold and not hot, and immediately bit her lips again.

Seasonal warmth hooked his lips and smiled with no expression: “Indeed, you have never considered me your own sister. In this world, the closest people can say disperse, the blood also says change, so from then on, dreams, I'm welcome. ”

“You...” I don't understand what season warm means, and I'm worried that Sheng Yi is really angry when I go back to Haicheng, and I don't dare to do too much in front of him for a moment. Seasonal dreams stare at the back of season warm, obviously a very light and calm sentence, but it makes her unnamed cold in the heart.

Mo Jingdeep glanced at the lights in the corridor, watching the season warm to the outside, as if there was something that she had been hesitating to grab or not, he let go at a moment, his eyes raised, extremely cold and faint to the people behind him: “Send Miss Season Two to the Seasonal Director, this family chore, Shengjia as an outsider, or less interference. ”

Ink's deep eyes only faded away on his smiling face when it was cold.

Quiet in the hallway.

“No, I'm not going to Dad's, I'm going with Brother Sheng...”

“Shut up.” The dark, low two words of Ink Landscape, cold-eyed, silent and deterrent.

Seasonal shoulders shrunk.

Mo Jing's cell phone vibrated deeply. He took a look with no expression on his face and immediately answered: “What is it? ”

He didn't know what to say, and his voice still didn't hear his emotions: “I know. ”

Simple conversation, hung up.

Seasonal Warm was already waiting in the car outside the club. Mo Jingdeep opened the door and saw the little woman sitting on the co-driver in his suit. She looked at the phone all the time, but her fingers were sliding back and forth on the screen of the phone, and she had not been looking seriously at anything.

“Need me to accompany you to the Seasonal Director?” Mo Jing stared deeply at her face and said softly: “Only he can give you the most accurate answer to the question in your heart. ”

“Forget it, my dad came here temporarily with an invitation from a partner, and if he could spare some time, he would really come to see me. He didn't want to talk about the old things, and I wouldn't ask, but anyway, his feelings for me over the years were real, so what about blood? After all, he treated me as his own daughter, and if I asked now, it would only break his heart.” Ji Wen put the phone down and didn't really call Ji Hing Wen.

Mo Jingdeep's hand fell on her head: "Thinking about driving is good, none of this will affect your future life, don't think too much, the truth will always come out of the water, everything has me, hmm? ”

Season Warm suddenly glanced at him: “Are you going to marry Miss Sean or..."

“It's you." Mo Jingshen interrupted her directly: “It doesn't matter what your last name is. ”

Though I knew he would say that, maybe that's what women are like, and I have to hear him say it to be happy.

So the season warmth suddenly grinned and satisfied like a child.

……

On the way back, Ji Wen looked at the light neon passing outside the car and said: “I was wondering how Ji Meng could have had the ability to buy Secretary Zhou. Even if she could contact Secretary Zhou, it would be impossible to buy T-shi, a very powerful club, with her ability to reach out so long. Now it seems that my precautions are right. When Sheng Yi left the season family, he had already been watching the season family. When he returned to Sheng family, the first person to swallow was the season family. Now Seasonal Dream is estimated to have been brainwashed seriously by him. Finally, he sold it to him and will be willing to help him count the money. ”

“It's not you who's been sold, it's none of your business how the Seasons are doing now. ”

Hearing a man's words, the season warms up and turns to him.

Mojing stared at the front and drove carefully, as she passed the gaze and held the steering wheel with one hand, the other hand dropped and held her hand: “Don't you want to see the Ji family so swallowed by Sheng Sheng Sheng Sheng Sheng Sheng? ”

“I don't care about other people, but my father owed me nothing. He was a strong father from childhood, but he was always a good father.” Seasonal Warm didn't say it deeply, but she still insisted on the idea at the beginning. Regardless of the Seasonal family, she couldn't have watched Seasonal Hiroshi happen again.

Even if it's not my own, it doesn't necessarily have to be my blood. Ji Hongwen is a good father, that's enough.

Besides, there are a lot of things that are not clear and cannot be easily concluded.

The car stopped at the red and green lantern junction, and Ink took a deep look at her and spewed a word calmly: "Okay. ”

Though it's just a simple word, the season warms instantly like taking a dose of mindfulness pills.

No matter how big the Sheng family is now, if Mo Jingshen doesn't allow Ji's accident, then even the ten Sheng families won't necessarily be able to eat next season's.

Until the car was parked in front of a hospital in T City.

“Get out. ”

Seasonal warmth was falling asleep in the car, and the man's voice raised his eyes and looked out.

“What are you taking me to the hospital for? ”

The man answered her question casually as he unbuckled his seat belt: "Your last pregnancy test has expired, don't you know? ”

Seasonal warmth sobered up, sat upright and looked at the roadside hospital in amazement.

Expired?

She took it as a mere observation that the results of the test were a line, a line that meant that she was not pregnant and that she really didn't see the date.