Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 782 I Don't Want To Let You Go Anymore...

After talking about Ling Xiaoyue's good luck, Chen Lu went on to say in a slightly sour tone: "It's just that our designer Ling didn't know how to cherish it, and escaped from the engagement with Mo Shao. In the end, he not only made his mother angry Entering the hospital caused Mo's shares to plummet..."

After Chen Lu's voice fell, someone followed, "And, just because Designer Ling acted as a monster, he gave Mo Shao a chance to be an admirer, and thus killed his mother."

After finishing speaking, she added another sentence sarcastically, "If Designer Ling and Master Mo can still get together under such circumstances, I really admire Designer Ling."

The women in the box were chatting wantonly about Ling Xiaoyue in the box.

And the heroine they were discussing met a man she didn't want to see when she came out of the bathroom.

The man was wearing a black custom-made suit, standing tall and tall under the dim light.

A stained cigarette was tucked between his long and handsome fingers.

Slowly but extremely wickedly, he put it on the thin and sexy lips, took a sip lightly, and then slowly spit it out...

The white smoke was lingering, covering the man's dark eyes.

Looking at the man in front of her, Ling Xiaoyue couldn't help but think of everything from last night.

Not wanting to pay attention to this man, Ling Xiaoyue withdrew her gaze.

She didn't say anything, as if she didn't see the man in front of her, she walked past him gracefully and calmly.

But just as Ling Xiaoyue walked past the man and was about to move away from him, the man suddenly made a move and grabbed Ling Xiaoyue's little hand.

Ling Xiaoyue was taken aback for a moment, but before she could react, she was dragged into another box by the man.

This box is Mo Zixiang's exclusive box at the CC bar, and it is also the box where Mo Zixiang and Ling Xiaoyue often came to play after they established a relationship.

There are too many good memories about them here, and it is also the place where Mo Zixiang came to get drunk during countless sleepless nights in the past three years.

After pulling Ling Xiaoyue into the box, Mo Zixiang still did not let go of Ling Xiaoyue's hand.

His dark eyes were deep, and he just looked at Ling Xiaoyue like that, as if he wanted to absorb her soul into his bottomless eyes.

Ling Xiaoyue tried her best to shake off the man's big hand, but was tightly held by Mo Zixiang's big hand with strong bones.

After failing to break free, she looked at Mo Zixiang with cold eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Master Mo, let me go, why did you drag me here?"

Mo Zixiang did not let go.

He still held the woman's little hand tightly, and his strength was mastered extremely well, neither letting the woman break free, nor hurting her.

His deep eyes scanned the box, and finally fell back on Ling Xiaoyue's face, and asked softly, "Do you still remember this place?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ling Xiaoyue to answer, he laughed at himself in a low voice, "Yeah, how do you remember? You won't remember this place!"

Mo Zixiang's deep and painful eyes just looked straight into Ling Xiaoyue's eyes, and then said: "But do you know? I have often spent the three years you were away here. I'm afraid I can't help but look for you, but I can't control how I miss you, so I can only live and dream here..."

While speaking, the strength in Mo Zixiang's hand suddenly increased.

He looked at Ling Xiaoyue, and then continued: "Do you know? How much I want to hold your hand tightly, but I'm afraid that you will be sad and sad, so I dare not go to you..."

"Young Master Mo, you scratched me!" Ling Xiaoyue said suddenly, interrupting what Mo Zixiang was saying.

Hearing Ling Xiaoyue's cry of pain, Mo Zixiang immediately let go of his grip.

At the same time, Ling Xiaoyue immediately withdrew the hand held by Mo Zixiang.

She didn't look at Mo Zixiang's painful hand, looked at Mo Zixiang with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Mo Shao, the past is over. What we have to do is not to remember the past, but to remember the past." It’s about looking ahead and living your own future.”

Mo Zixiang grabbed Ling Xiaoyue's hand again and held it tightly.

He looked at Ling Xiaoyue in pain, and asked, "In the past? Yueyue, tell me, how is it possible to pass? What if I can't make it through?"

Ling Xiaoyue: "..."

How does she know what to do?she……

"Yueyue, I'm not as cruel as you. If you say let it go, you can let it go, and if you say it's over, you can pass it." As he said, Mo Zixiang grabbed Ling Xiaoyue's hand and placed it on his heart, "I'm hurting here , was completely hollowed out, you know?"

In Mo Zixiang's bottomless eyes lived a frightening beast.

At this moment, the beast was no longer under control, and ran out uncontrollably.

"In the past three years, I have told myself countless times that as long as you come back, I will never let you go again!"

Mo Zixiang looked at Ling Xiaoyue with scarlet eyes, then said domineeringly and uncompromisingly: "So Yueyue, I have decided, this time I will not let you go no matter what!"

When he said this, Mo Zixiang's eyes turned scarlet red, and his chest heaved even more violently...

To keep Ling Xiaoyue by my side, no matter whether she is in pain or not, and whether she can forget the pain of the year, never let go. This is the beast suppressed by Mo Zixiang in his heart—the beast of desire and desire.

Over the years, Mo Zixiang wanted to find Ling Xiaoyue all the time, find her, and kept her by his side desperately.

But thinking of her suffering and sadness, Mo Zixiang has been holding back, suppressing this beast of desire in his heart.

Seeing Ling Xiaoyue happy alone now, watching her completely forget about him and treat him as a stranger, Mo Zixiang can no longer control the desire, desire and obsession in his heart.

This beast that Mo Zixiang had been suppressing all this time ran out, making Mo Zixiang no longer care about much, and he didn't want to care about other things at all, he only wanted Ling Xiaoyue!
Mo Zixiang held Ling Xiaoyue's hand tightly, as if as long as he did this, he could keep Ling Xiaoyue by his side, forever and ever.

He doesn't care who Ling Xiaoyue is now, or whose wife she is, he doesn't care about all of this, as long as she stays by his side, that's fine!
Even if she hates him even more, it's better than treating him as a stranger!
He wants to drag her into his world, if they can't be happy together, then they will fall into hell together!
Seeing Mo Zixiang like this, a fleeting sadness appeared in Ling Xiaoyue's eyes.

This sadness faded so quickly that it was too late for people to catch it, and it turned into a smile, a sarcastic, meaningless smile, "Young Master Mo, you know, I'm married and already have a daughter .”

(End of this chapter)