Hidden Marriage Mayor

"Does the plot seem exciting?" A sarcastic voice came from behind him.

Mo Xiyu turned her head and saw Lin Sirui standing one meter away from her holding Leng Shaotian's arm. After turning her eyes around the two of them, she nodded and said, "Brother, Miss Lin..."

Leng Shaotian's deep and sharp eyes, full of deep disdain, scrutinized her from head to toe, and his eyes turned to her collar that exposed the entire shoulder, which was even more gloomy. . . . . .

He snorted contemptuously, "Our Leng family will not be reduced to even a piece of clothing, so we need an outsider to give it to us!"

That contemptuous tone seemed to indicate that she had done something shameless and outrageous. . . . . .

And, clothes?From outsiders?

Mo Xiyu froze, with an uncontrollable look of ridiculous emotion in his eyes, he slowly raised his head to look at Leng Shaotian, "Brother, I want to say, I really haven't bought it, do you believe it?"

She actually wanted to say that her surname is not Leng, so even if the Leng family is rich, it has nothing to do with her, Mo Xiyu.

But when it came to his lips, it changed again.

After all, on such an occasion, she still doesn't want to cause trouble, which is not good for her or for the Leng family.

Because, since she was sensible, the Leng family has never bought her clothes, and even the pocket money is extremely stingy. She thinks that if it wasn't for Mr. Leng, he would have thought of marrying her to their Leng family, for fear that her education is too low. , not worthy of their Leng family, it is estimated that the book may not be given to her to practice.

As for things like buying clothes, in my memory, since she was a child, she was similar in size and height to Leng Xue, so before she went to college, she either wore clothes that Leng Xue didn't want, or, after she bought them, she didn't like them. The clothes lasted until she was in college, and she could only buy clothes according to her preferences until she could make money by herself.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiyu pursed her lips. For some reason, the events of those years had already become memories, and she didn't feel wronged at the time. After all, Leng Xue wore only famous brands and high-quality clothes , She remembers countless times, when she wore it to school, everyone would scream, saying that she was wearing a limited edition.

Although, no one knew, she was so eager to buy a style she liked.

These have already become memories, but at this moment, being asked by Leng Shaotian, it brought back the grievances that have long been forgotten in the heart, clenched the hands on the bag, turned his head, and frowned , sour eyes uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Leng Shaotian looked at Mo Xiyu coldly, a certain part of his heart twisted violently, then he let go of Lin Sirui's hand, took two steps forward, and stood still in front of Mo Xiyu.

Then, she slowly stretched out her arms and lifted her chin, and saw two lines of tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

The heart twisted again, and the scene of seeing her eating leftovers in the restaurant last time appeared in front of her eyes again. Leng Shaotian's Adam's apple rolled, how many other sides did she have that he didn't know...

It was at this moment that he suddenly understood why, since she was a child, she and Leng Xue lived in the same room, one year apart, and Leng Xue could live in such a carefree and disdainful manner.

But she... was so obedient, she didn't even dare to speak loudly.

As a result, he disliked her character so much. In his eyes, he always felt that she was just pretending to win the sympathy of their family. Now, he understood that she was not pretending, but pitiful in itself. .

Apart from giving her a good education, her father seemed to treat her worse than the servants at home.

Thinking of this, God knows how hard it took him to resist the urge not to hold her in his arms.

"Why don't you say it?"

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