wealthy daughter-in-law

Only Huanhuan and Mojia were left in the living room. She pursed her dry lips and said hesitantly, "Mojia, you... are you okay?"

Mo Jia turned around, her clear eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger, "It's okay."

Huanhuan's heart began to sink inexplicably, his bluntness, his indifference, and his indifference to her were not at all like the man who loved her deeply before.

As if Mo Jia didn't want to say more, he turned around and was about to leave, but Huan Huan grabbed his arm, "Don't go."

The lowered eyes stared at her a few times, and he raised his hand to push her away, but Huanhuan held her tightly, not allowing him to push her away.

"Mo Jia, what's wrong with you?" Huan Huan's voice was a little choked up.

She had imagined the scene of reuniting with him countless times. There was joy and excitement. Even if it was tears, they were tears of joy, not like today, because of grievances.

"It's nothing." He was still very calm, not because the clouds were calm, but because of the coldness overflowing from his bones.

Huanhuan took a deep breath, "You forgot me?"

Finally, his eyes fell on her for a long time, but his lightly parted thin lips broke all her fantasies, "Even if I remember, so what?"

For a moment, she couldn't believe her ears, she forced herself to smile, "Mojia...you, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Mo Jia stopped wasting time with her, and said decisively, "You heard very clearly." Turning around, he was about to go upstairs again, but Huan Huan was one step ahead of him, stopping in front of him, his chest heaving increased greatly, and his breathing was slow. Some confusion, "Mojia, what do you mean?"

He clearly admitted that he remembered her, but his attitude was worse than that of a stranger!She didn't understand what went wrong, he was Mo Jia, but without Mo Jia's love, who would he be?

Mo Jia seemed to have exhausted her last patience. She locked her cold eyes and said word by word, "I don't want to talk about those unnecessary love affairs anymore. That kind of thing is very boring. From now on, you'd better Don't pester me, if you feel a loss, I will make it up to you."

With a "boom", Huanhuan heard the sound of his heart collapsing.

He walked around her, and when he looked up, he saw the man standing on the stairs, who was staring at him with a pair of angry eyes.Mo Jia raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Standing upstairs, Mo Sheng walked slowly towards the two people in the living room, every step he took was filled with deep anger.

When they came to Mo Jia, the two people who were not inferior to each other's height met each other's eyes.

"Why are you doing this to her?" Mo Sheng pointed at Huan Huan, "She would not even risk her life for you, but you are doing this to her at this moment?"

Huan Huan seemed to have not digested what Mo Jia said just now, and stood there in a daze, his head was blank, and the expression on his face was helpless, which made people feel distressed.

Mo Jia smirked at Mo Sheng coldly, and sneered, "I know, you have always liked her, so if you care about her, you can go and stay with her. Anyway, I don't care."

The illusory and confusing eyes raised up little by little, staring at Mo Jia, as if looking through his skin, wanting to see the person disguised inside...

Mo Sheng's eyes tightened, and he grabbed his skirt, "What are you talking about?! Are you pushing your woman to another man now?!"

Mo Jia broke away his hand, the powerful force was still unshakable, "You can take it if you like."

"Damn it!" Mo Sheng raised his hand and threw a punch. As if Mo Jia had expected it, he avoided it lightly, and pressed him on the sofa with his backhand. Fate doesn't mean I'll be patient no matter what!" After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, turned around and went upstairs.

"Damn it! Mo Jia, stop!" Mo Sheng was about to catch up, but was held back by Huan Huan.

"Enough." She said softly, her lowered eyes could not see the emotion clearly.But her pale face and trembling shoulders have completely betrayed her.

He remembered her, Nuwa Valley, and the little things they had together.But the only thing I don't remember is my love for her...

She didn't know where the problem was, but she didn't want to hear even a word of dislike from him.

She admitted that she couldn't afford to lose in the face of Mo Jia.

Mo Sheng turned his head, looking at the self-sufficient illusion, a trace of distress spread in his heart.He clenched his fists and stared upstairs, not knowing whether to excuse him, or because he didn't want to see her sad, he said bitterly, "This damn guy must not have figured out the situation yet."

Huan Huan couldn't even make a forced smile, and slowly sat down on the sofa, buried his cheeks in his palms, and a choked voice overflowed, "Yeah, he may be too tired...or...he doesn't want to trouble me anymore , That's why I said that on purpose... Hehe, you know, Mo Jia loves me very much and loves me very much, so he won't... push me away..." At the end, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore , is about to flood, dripping down the fingers.

Mo Sheng gritted his teeth, looking at her who was so sad, but couldn't say anything.

He sat quietly on the side, looking at her, his brows were about to knit into a ball.He shook his head mockingly, the young master Sheng who used to be famous outside, but now he doesn't know how to coax a woman?Or was it that she became so incompetent when the other party was only her?

He poured a cup of hot water for Huanhuan, gently put it in front of her, said nothing, and continued to sit beside her.It wasn't until Huanhuan let go of his palms, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes from crying, that he said uncomfortably, "Maybe, it's really like what you said, he...has a problem."

Huan Huan sniffed, and after crying, his mood was not as depressed as before, and he thought about the problem more thoroughly.The things she and Mo Jia have experienced are enough to prove that they love each other, and she should trust him.There must be a reason for him to say that. She can't just pity herself like this before she knows the truth.

Smiling at Mo Sheng, he nodded vigorously, "Yes, I know!"

Looking at her smiling face again, Mo Sheng's tightly gripped heart also quietly relaxed a little.But with puzzled eyes, he glanced upstairs.

If it was said that Mo Jia changed his mind, he would not believe it anyway, but his reaction just now didn't even have a single flaw, and it didn't seem like it was deliberate.

What happened to him?