Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of revenge

Chapter 517 Won't Abandon Her
As the cold wind blew, Mo Yunting hugged Dai Lanshan by his side, using his coat to block the cold wind for her.

Su Wenhua stood behind them, looking at the largest villa on Fuhao Street - the home of Mo Yunting and Dai Lanshan.

Nerawin had already taken Moses to the underground secret room of the Mohist family, and all the other subordinates were dismissed to rest.

Mo Yunting turned his head and looked at Su Wenhua, "Go and make arrangements for my dad to be cremated!"

Su Wenhua was startled, "Why? Aren't you going to be buried with the old lady?"

Mo Yunting lowered his eyes, "Cremate my mother together, and it's enough to bury their ashes together."

Su Wenhua couldn't understand anymore, "Mr. Mo, what are you trying to do? Let Mr. Mo..."

Dai Lanshan interrupted Su Wenhua's continuation, "Do as Yun Ting said!"

Su Wenhua looked at Mo Yunting and Dai Lanshan, and nodded, "Okay, I will make arrangements."

After Su Wenhua left, Dai Lanshan rubbed his head on Mo Yunting's arm, "Let's go home, you must be very weak now, I'll go back and cook some tonic for you."

Mo Yunting looked sideways at the street and saw a Land Rover parked there, and Dai Lanshan followed his gaze to see that Land Rover.

Leng Wuxin rolled down the car window, poked his head out after thinking for a while, and waved his hands at Mo Yunting and Dai Lanshan, with a cigarette in his hand.

He just let the cigarette burn out slowly in his hand, but didn't take a puff.

Dai Lanshan looked at Leng Wuxin in the Land Rover through the cold wind and night, and felt a slight pain in the soft part of her heart. She really felt sorry for him being so lonely, hiding in the dark and looking at herself.

Mo Yunting clasped Dai Lanshan's shoulder with more strength, he smiled at Leng Wuxin, lowered his head and whispered in Dai Lanshan's ear, "Do you know why I chose to let my father be cremated?"

"know."

"Tell me."

"Because Leng Wuxin bit your father's neck, although you acted calmly, you felt somewhat taboo in your heart. Because he was Leng Wuxin, you chose not to care about it, but you wanted to erase that bad memory , let Dad leave in peace."

Mo Yunting didn't say anything, he just hugged Dai Lanshan's shoulder even harder.

Dai Lanshan lowered his eyelids and thought for a few seconds, finally raised his head and glanced at Leng Wuxin on the Land Rover, and hugged Mo Yunting's waist.

"We go home!"

"Ah."

Leng Wuxin quietly watched Mo Yunting and Dai Lanshan walk into the front yard with their backs, and watched them walk into the villa through the big iron gate of the front yard, and then closed the villa door.

Only then did he slowly withdraw his gaze, and the cigarette in his hand was ignited bit by bit, and he didn't feel anything when the last sparks burned his fingers, he just sat in the car silently.

No thought, no breathing, no temperature, no one to accompany him, he was stuck in the dark alone, he didn't know what he was doing.

In the second half of the night, Dai Lanshan and Mo Yunting stayed together in the villa, sleeping peacefully.

And Leng Wuxin sat until dawn before slowly driving away.

Back at the Presidential Suite of Jin Ting Hotel, the sound of the north city gate opening immediately greeted him.

"Young master, you are back, hurry up and rest!"

Leng Wuxin took off his smoky overcoat and threw it into Beicheng's arms, leaning against the wall wearily, "You haven't slept all night, are you just waiting for me to come back?"

"Young master..." Beicheng paused for a while before slowly saying, "Although you may feel lonely, you must remember that no matter when and where, Beicheng will be by your side and will not abandon you! "

"Beicheng, I'm just a little sad, and I'm not reconciled, I'm not a saint, I've just been enduring..."

Beicheng stretched out a hand to hold Leng Wuxin's icy wrist, and said word by word, "Back when you were a normal person, the old man and I advised you to fight for it, and then you chose to fulfill them. Now, you simply don't have the ability to squeeze into their world."

Leng Wuxin raised the corner of his mouth and showed a wry smile, "I know, I'm just sad, I have no one to tell, I can only whisper to you."

"..."

"Just this time, I promise to say this once today, and I will never say such things again in the future."

Beicheng sighed, and tightly held Leng Wuxin's cold and temperatureless wrist, "When Mr. Mo pried open Moses' mouth and got the formula of the new medicine to make you a normal person, we will leave their world forever! Never mind It's their business!"

"When she doesn't need me, I will go far away. If she still needs me in the future, I will still appear, and I will not abandon her."

"Young master, she has Mister Mo by her side, why do you not let yourself go like this!"

"You don't understand, when your heart is all pretending to be her, many things can't be decided by you."

"Little Lord……"

"Don't talk about it, you are tired enough if you haven't slept all night, go to rest!"

"Okay, young master, you should go to bed earlier!"

Leng Wuxin smiled wryly again, he is not a normal person now, he doesn't need to sleep at all, and he won't be sleepy.

Beicheng walked to the door, then turned around and asked, "What about Xi Zhi'er?"

Leng Wuxin was silent for a while, the burning eyes that Xi Zhi'er looked at her flashed across his mind, and those eyes were entangled with the image of him beating Xi Zhi'er.

"Send it to Mo Yunting and let her be locked up with Boyle Moses."

Bei Cheng was stunned for a moment, and said cautiously, "Are you going to force Xi Zhi'er to drink Boyle-Moses' blood instead of giving Xi Zhi'er a drink of blood?"

"Well, that's it!"

"Young master, but Xi Zhi'er treats you..."

"Needless to say, I have already decided."

Bei Cheng took a deep look at Leng Wuxin's indifferent and heartless face, opened the door and walked out, closed the door and stood in the corridor outside, he thought for a long time.

He remembered what Xi Zhi'er had said to him before the incident.

"Beicheng, this time Boyle-Moses holds the power of the big gambling tycoon in five countries, please persuade Leng Wuxin to let him stand by! I don't want anything to happen to him! I only have the monitor on me so that Boyle-Moses can see it Dai Lanshan, I didn't want to hurt Dai Lanshan, let alone Leng Wuxin! I don't want anything to happen to him!"

Beicheng scratched his hair irritably, and said to himself, "What a tangled relationship! If only Young Master Leng could take a look at Xi Zhi'er, it would be great, everything can be solved!"

Beicheng was thinking extremely depressed, while walking towards the room where Xi Zhi'er was locked up. Four tall bodyguards in black were guarding the door.

When they saw him, they immediately straightened their backs and shouted, "Hi Hall Master Bei!"

"How is Xi Zhi'er?"

"Back to Hall Master Bei, Miss Xi Zhi'er's condition is not very good. She has not been given water or food. When we entered just now, she looked extremely pale."

"Ah."

"But she kept asking about our young master's situation, as if she was really worried about the young master..."

(End of this chapter)