Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 221 Finally, Borrowing Money
Back at Qiao Moshen's company, Tong Xiaoyun had sorted out all her thoughts, and shed back her tears.

On the way back, she suddenly made a very selfish decision. Even though this decision was really unfair to Qiao Moshen, she still decided to give it a try.

Because, she really has no other choice.

Qiao Moshen has finished the meeting and is looking at the documents in the office.

The moment Tong Xiaoyun opened the door and came in, even though she had sorted out her emotions, her pale face was immediately reflected in Qiao Mo's deep eyes.

His thick eyebrows were slightly drawn back, but he didn't react. He just asked lightly while reading the document, "You just came back?"

Tong Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, opened her small mouth, her throat was a little tight, and she couldn't make a sound.

What are you going to tell him later?
Will he agree?
If he disagrees, it is reasonable, but she knows that she will be sad and sad.

Even if she knew, she had no right to be sad, because she owed Qiao Mo deeply.

If, he agrees...he agrees...

Tong Xiaoyun didn't even dare to think so.

She was afraid that when Jomo rejected her deeply, she would not be able to bear the heartache caused by that disappointment.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so she really didn't dare to think about it.

Jomo couldn't get her response for a long time, looked up, but saw her standing quietly at the door with her head down.

At that moment, he suddenly had an illusion, as if she was a child who couldn't find a home, which aroused pity.

He was finally sure that something happened to her.

The tension in his heart no longer allowed him to calm down, Qiao Mo stood up abruptly, and the sofa chair fell to the ground due to the excessive movement.

Stepping forward, Jomo came to her in a few steps, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, but stopped in mid-air, and then slowly put it down.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

When Tong Xiaoyun heard his deep voice, her heart seemed to be pressed against a big rock, she was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Tears soaked her eyes, and the tip of her nose lingered with the smell of boiling tears.

Tong Xiaoyun knew that she was about to cry.

A pair of small hands clenched tightly, the nails sunk deep in the palm, the pain finally made her force back her tears.

Shaking her head, her voice was like that of a mosquito, thin and small, "No."

Qiao Mo's deep complexion suddenly sank, and a layer of haze was densely covered above his peerless and handsome face. His voice was low and cold, with an extremely domineering air, "Tong Xiaoyun, what did I tell you? Don't be wronged outside. Come back, tell me, who is it?"

slap... slap...

The tears that had been held back all this time still fell down, rolled down her cheeks, and finally fell to the floor, splashing countless small water splashes.

If Qiao Moshen was angry because she was wronged outside and didn't know how to fight back, after seeing her tears, he only felt distressed.

Stretching out his ape arm, he finally pulled her into his warm and strong arms with a big force, and patted her little head with his big palm. Su Yin became gentle, with concern, "I just want me to hug her." Hug you? Can we talk now?"

"Uncle!" Tong Xiaoyun whimpered, fell into his arms, and cried bitterly.

She suddenly felt that she was so useless, she knew how to cry whenever something happened.

However, Shen Rou joked that she was useless, she could work hard to prove her strength.

Tong Xiwen seduced Qiao Moshen, she could tell that woman categorically and let her leave.

Even if she was bullied outside, she could still roll up her sleeves and fight back, no matter whether she could survive or not.

But at this moment, she really felt helpless, confused, and even complained, why did these things happen to her.

Jomo sighed deeply, bent over and picked her up horizontally, and went to the lounge that was connected to the office and had already been decorated.

He put her on the bed, gently pressed her on top, gently held her tear-wet face with his warm palms, and gently kissed her tears, Su Yin asked gloomyly, "What happened?"

Tong Xiaoyun slowly opened a pair of starry eyes, with little teardrops hanging on her fan-like eyelashes, which made her pitiful and pitiful little face full of pear blossoms and spring rain, which aroused pity.

She met his concerned Yiyi's gaze, and immediately turned her face away, not daring to look into his eyes.

His eyes, like the sacred pool water on the top of Tianshan Mountain, are soft and caring. Whoever looks at them will lose their hearts in the eternal depth.

However, the tenderness in his eyes is like a sharp thorn at this moment, piercing her heart bloody.

How to say it?
Now, she has no other way out, and the only one who can help her father is Qiao Moshen.

if not?
Do you really want to ask Duan Wangshu for help?
Or, just watched her father lose the company, and then still made excuses for her own incompetence, saying that even if she lost the company, she would not let him suffer?
Although she apologized by Qiao Moshen's side, she lived happily every day.

So it was really hard for her to think of her father struggling helplessly in pain.

I hate myself so much that I can't help at all.

"Uncle..."

After a long time, she finally opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice hoarse and full of pain.

Jomo faintly noticed that something was wrong with her, because what she showed at this moment was not as simple as being wronged.

Qiao Moshen finally became nervous, and immediately responded, "I'm here."

Tong Xiaoyun's teardrop eyelashes trembled slightly, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened her eyes again, and finally mustered up the courage to meet Qiao Mo's deeply concerned gaze.

She let out a deep gasp, parted her pink lips, and hesitated a little before making a humble voice, "Uncle...can you lend me money to help my father through this difficult time...I will pay you back." Give it to you, I will definitely return it to you..."

In the end, there was a burning pain in his throat, as if he had just swallowed a piece of hot iron.

Turbulent tears burst out of her eyes again, and before she could finish her sentence, she closed her eyes in pain.

The courage she had finally mustered up was only enough to support her until now.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The entire lounge was so quiet that the heavy breathing of the two of them could be heard clearly.

Qiao Mo closed his eyes slightly, and took a panoramic view of her painful appearance. In front of his eyes, the most painful and humiliating day ten years ago was replaying.

The bits and pieces of the past ten years, everything he experienced, followed one after another.

However, all of this was annihilated by Tong Xiaoyun's tears at the next moment.

Her tears seemed to surge up in the bottom of his heart, sweeping everything away.

Even Qiao Moshen himself was taken aback.

This little thing has become so important to him unconsciously.

Just her tears, he couldn't resist, let alone her hatred.

However, he couldn't let go of everything that happened ten years ago, nor could he let go of the hatred between their two families.

In half a year, it seems that there are only more than three months left.

This short time limit made Jomo feel...frightened.

Yes, he was scared.

It's just that time never stops for anyone.

Since, that day will definitely come, what he can do now is to do everything he can to satisfy her.

Even if she wants his life, he will give it.

The still time began to pass, and the frozen air began to flow.

Tong Xiaoyun was finally able to breathe.

Without hearing Qiao Moshen's voice, she already knew the answer.

Disappointed?
There will be a little.

But she didn't blame him, not at all.

The little hand that had been tightly clenched was finally released, she slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally could make a small voice from her tight and hot throat, "Uncle..."

"Okay, I'll give you the money now."

A soft voice sounded faintly, hovering in Tong Xiaoyun's ear.

Every word he spoke was so soft, yet so loud, as if it would never be shaken.

Just one sentence, the shock brought to Tong Xiaoyun was like a [-]-level gust of wind rushing towards her face, she couldn't even breathe.

What did he... just say?
He agreed?

Tong Xiaoyun widened her tearful starry eyes, looked at him in disbelief, opened her trembling pink lips, and after a long time, she let out a choked up voice, "Uncle, you..."

"Get up." Qiao Mo said deeply, got up and left her, stood in front of the bed, stretched out his big palm to her.

Of course Tong Xiaoyun knew that Qiao Moshen was not lying to her.

He said he would give her money, and he would.

She also knew that Qiao Moshen agreed to her request because he couldn't bear to refuse her.

At that moment, Tong Xiaoyun even felt that even if Qiao Moshen would choose revenge in the future, even if he killed her, but at the moment he chose to help her father's company for her, she would not complain.

The emotion in her heart has turned into raging waves, beating hard on her heart wall, even a little painful.

Who broke the switch in her tear duct, so that she couldn't stop her tears?
"Uncle, thank you... thank you..."

At this moment, except for these three words, she said everything, but she clearly knew that these three words could not express the gratitude in her heart at all.

But even if the story is exhausted, so what, she really has nothing to repay for what Qiao Moshen has done for her.

……

It was after five o'clock in the afternoon that Tong Xiaoyun called Tong Wei.

Because, she just stopped her tears.

During this period, Qiao Moshen took out the ice cream, but he still couldn't coax her well.

Qiao Mo felt very helpless. To help Tong Wei's company tide over the difficulties, a few billion can be done. Is she so moved?

From the time she came to him to the present, he spent more than dozens or hundreds of dollars for her to help Tong Wei's company?
Of course, he was willing to spend the money for her.

Don't men make money for their own wives?

Fortunately, her tears finally stopped, otherwise, his lifespan would have expired today.

I still feel distressed to death, and I don't know if I will tell Lord Yan if he will return the sun.

"Father..." The phone was connected, and Tong Xiaoyun took another deep look at Qiao Mo before saying in a hoarse voice, "Uncle said he would pay for the company..."

"Xiaoyun!" Tong Wei suddenly interrupted Tong Xiaoyun, "You told Mo Shen?"

"I..." Tong Xiaoyun didn't know how to speak.

Dad didn't let her ask Qiao Moshen for help before.

After a pause, she nodded, "Yes."

Tong Wei sighed faintly, then continued in silence, "Xiao Yun, thank you, Dad, and thank you Mo Shen, but I have collected enough money."

Tong Xiaoyun knew that his father didn't want to use Qiao Moshen's money, so he would think that he had sold his daughter to get such a large sum of money.

However, she had already told Qiao Moshen that she couldn't return the money.

"Father, it's okay, you take the money to get through this difficulty first, and then return it to uncle after you make money."

Tong Wei smiled slightly, "Xiao Yun, Dad didn't lie to you. Dad really raised money. It's Duan Wangshu from Sunway Group. He has decided to invest in the company."

(End of this chapter)