Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

When Ji Wen came out of Grandma's room, Song Si Si and Song Coco were already tired. She was sitting in the yard resting. When she turned her eyes, she saw Xi Wen coming out. The two sisters lifted their eyes and looked at her. Ji Wen went straight out without looking at her. There was no expression on her face, and she could not see her emotions.

Until the season warmed up in the car, and then the high-end black sedan just drove away, the three mothers and daughters sat in the yard with a gray face because they couldn't get a penny.

Seasonal warmth in the car, sitting quietly in the position after boarding the car, looking out the window all the time, no talking.

Mo Jing deeply saw that she was in trouble, did not talk, gave her time to get her in the mood, until the car drove to the main road in downtown Ji, getting further and further away from the so-called grandmother's house, the man's hand fell on her hand beside her leg, opened the cavity: “It took almost an hour to come out, what was the conversation? ”

Ji warmed up and still looked out the window, only to say: “She told me something about my mother, and I haven't figured out my own life yet, so she threw me another problem. ”

“What's the problem? ”

“She said that my mother was not her own. When she was young, she used to work in a rich family in Beijing for a year as a domestic servant. Shortly after she returned to the countryside to give birth to her aunt, she went to work in that family again because of lack of money, but the family had changed a bit, and the old generation of people like the son and daughter would have all kinds of dog blood stories. Anyway, soon after my mother was born, she became the abandoned baby in that family. My grandmother picked up my mother and raised her until she was 10 years old. When she sent her home, she wanted to take the opportunity to ask for some money, but the family had moved abroad from Beijing, and she couldn't reach her. ”

Speaking of this, Seasonal Warm raised her hand and drowned her hair in front of her forehead. She said faintly: “She adopted my mother in order to be able to ask for millions of dollars when the family wanted to recover the child in the future, but hopes disappointed. After that, she stopped having any thoughts about my mother, let herself die. After my mother graduated from junior high school, she borrowed the money from relatives herself, then made money from her own work, and applied for a student loan, so that she could study abroad when she finally got the scholarship. A lot of the money was paid back to the relatives of the year, and then basically had no contact with my grandmother's house. But for so many years, until my mother died, she didn't know what was going on, she just thought that my grandmother didn't like her. ”

Decades ago, there were many households in the country where this happened because of the patriarchal affair. In the country, especially in the city of Beijing, it was unusual to call a rich family in those days, and abandoned female babies were common.

“I can't really tell what it feels like right now. On the one hand, I'm glad that my mother has no blood ties to this family, because I really hate their faces. On the other hand, I regret that she didn't even know where she was until she died. Perhaps after so long I couldn't find the root cause. But my mother, a woman so beautiful and strong and so hard to strive for a good life, ended up dying of emotional entanglement and physical hatred. ”

“At this time, I finally understood why Ji Hingwen had been so kind and so pitiful to my mother, even though she was willing to marry someone else's child to protect her, but I can't imagine, if I really had anything to do with the Xiao family, under what circumstances did the original director Xiao, who was clearly married to have a child, make my mother pregnant with me, but finally she was not responsible, and let her marry into the Ji family with a child. ”

“I remember when Director Xiao's birthday party, on that cruise ship, when Luno Xiao was going to take me to see his father, you said that I would not be happy to see them.” Season Warm turned her eyes and looked at Mo Jingsheng, who was always just listening to her, but didn't leave a word behind: “Have you already investigated the issue of my birth? Do you know that even if I was really Dong Xiao's daughter, I wouldn't necessarily be willing to identify him. ”

Mo Jingdeep held her hand gently in the palm of her hand, fading away: “From high fever coma in the morning to hospital, to shopping in the afternoon, until now, your ability to bear has been greatly discounted. I've heard a lot of things on my side, not exactly, but the emotional issues between the last generations, they're not that complicated. You're tired, take a break, we'll talk later, hmm? ”

Ji Wen turned to look at him, and thought about it, and yes, since Ji Hongwen had sent her back to Ji Shi first, she was going to tell her things and issues little by little. She didn't have to ask Mo Jingshen. After all, the real clients were Ji Hongwen and Xiao Dong.

She drowned her eyes and the whole person calmed down, but honestly, thinking that Mom had nothing to do with the person whose mouth was too well and greedy, she always felt that a cloud in her chest was dissipating and much faster.

Fortunately, it wasn't their blood.

Probably said all the things just held in her heart, her mood was also evacuated a lot. Seasonal Warm was about to pull her hand out of the man's hand, but Mo Jingdeep held her tight, and looked down at the little woman leaning on the seat: “I've been out there alone for three years, is it customary to encounter problems and digest myself? I'm here, I can lean on your shoulders at any time, and I don't need to be alone. ”

Seasonal warmth on her lips, no expression: “What am I now, not shaped by your own hands? ”

The man smiled softly because she was still avenging him, pulled her beside herself, season warm ignored him, closed his eyes against the seat to sleep, and refused to lean towards him until the man lifted his arms directly to bring her all over him, pressed her head against his shoulder, season warm still struggled, Ink Jing directly pressed her head: “Relax, don't move. ”

Seasonal warmth would have remembered, but she was really sleepy, thinking about it and never moving again, simply leaned directly on the man's weight, closed her eyes and said: “I only needed half an hour to wake me up in half an hour. ”

The man's faint voice laughed: “Hmm. ”

As a result, half an hour later, Season Warm was still sleeping on his shoulder. Of course, Mo Jingdeep would not wake her up. However, when the car passed a reduction belt and bounced, he lifted his hand to hold Season Warm's head in a timely manner, and held her directly like this, allowing her to lay half way in his arms like this.

Shen Moo drove through the rear-view mirror and looked back. Did you forget that you had barely closed your eyes for two days and two nights since you came back from Beijing? Now you're holding a sleeping season warm, and your face is satisfied and straightforward. Do you really consider yourself a fairy, or is this season warm enough to exhale fairy breath? He takes a sip and is particularly spiritual?