Chapter 23 Not Much
Yi Mo didn't drink, but she still remembered the last time she drank, and An Mohan ate up all the meat and bones, so this time she didn't drink a drop of wine, but An Mohan drank some, and now her face It looks a little red already.

"Are you okay? Why drink so much."

An Yimo patted his beautiful face and frowned. She didn't like An Mohan drinking too much.

An Mohan pressed Yimo into his arms, stroked her beautiful hair, hooked his lips, and smiled.

"I'm fine. This little wine is nothing. I used to have a lot more than this when we were socializing."

An Mohan's voice seemed a little tired in this closed and quiet carriage. Of course, An Yimo knew what he meant and how he was feeling. Every time he went to see his parents, An Mohan's mood would be as low as it is now. , exhaustion, powerless self-blame.

"Mo Han, and me, I will always be by your side!"

An Yimo knew that at this moment, she could only hug him tightly and give him warmth, making him feel that he was not the only one there, but she was also there, and she was always there.

Hearing An Yimo's words, the corners of An Mohan's pretty mouth curled into a perfect arc. He hugged An Yimo even more tightly, bowed his head and kissed her hair. Fortunately, Yimo was still there. Fortunately, Yimo was still there. Still by his side, otherwise, he really didn't know what he would do.

For just a split second, An Mohan's peach blossom eyes were filled with murderous intent, which was terrifying. In this silent night, it looked even more terrifying.

Feeling that the breath around An Mohan's body suddenly became icy cold, An Yimo paused, and was about to raise his head, but An Mohan pressed him into his arms even more tightly.

"Don't look, Yimo, I don't want you to see me like this."

After hearing what he said, An Yimo felt distressed besides being distressed. She could only hug him more tightly and give him warmth. What An Mohan didn't know was that An Yimo in his arms shed tears because she felt sorry for her. .

That night, An Mohan wanted An Yimo many times, but An Yimo didn't beg for mercy, every time she catered to him perfectly, they were deeply and perfectly combined, wishing they could become a whole, not just a physical union , and even more so, it was the fusion of souls. They didn't both fall asleep until the sky was slightly brighter.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning came, An Yimo opened his eyes. They were crazy last night, and An Mohan was willing to let her go only when the sky turned pale. At that time, she couldn't sleep.

Looking at An Mohan who was holding himself tightly in his arms, he was very quiet when he was asleep. He didn't have the seriousness of his boss when he was in the company, nor the hidden defenses when he was outside. Now he is so quiet.

An Mohan is very handsome, An Yimo has to admit that she has been looking at his face for almost 20 years, but every time she sees his beautiful and evil face, she still can't help but fall into it... Extricating himself, maybe just like what Xia Xi said, An Mohan is Poppy, so beautiful that it makes people fall deeply in it.

An Mohan slept so soundly that he didn't even wake up when An Yimo's hand was playing tricks on his face. Looking at An Mohan who was sleeping so soundly, An Yimo's thoughts seemed to go back a long time ago.

That was really a long time ago. She still remembers that that year was the end of her nightmare. It was also the year when she met her parents and Mo Han, her brother who was one year younger than her.

She doesn't know who her parents are, and her memory only begins in the fairy tale orphanage, which is a hell for her. There, she has to go begging for money with other children every day, and the person who begs the least will beg for money. To be punished.

She stayed in the Fairy Tale Orphanage for three months. During the three months, she was punished many times. Until the last time, she was beaten by Chen Zhi and fell into a state of suspended animation, so she walked out from there.

Sometimes, An Yimo often thought, in fact, she should thank Chen Zhi, if not for him, maybe she would not have met her parents, nor would she have met Mo Han.

She still remembered that the first thing she saw when she woke up from the coma was An Mohan's surprise eyes. At that time, she was still thinking, did she go to heaven and meet such a beautiful and handsome little brother.

Later, Mom and Dad gave her a name, a home, and love that she had never had before, and she gradually came out of the previous nightmare.

An Yimo pulled her thoughts back, only to realize that An Mohan had already woken up. She looked at the man she was closest to at this time, and he was looking at her tenderly. Sometimes she thought, if An Mohan hadn't Mo Han... Without An Mohan, what would she be like now.

"What are you thinking about?"

Imprinting a good morning kiss on her forehead, An Mohan asked softly. When he woke up, he found her hands touching her face, but her thoughts were outside, and she didn't even hear him calling her. .

"Thinking of our childhood..."

An Yimo replied truthfully, when they were young, they were really happy, very happy, but now, half of their happiness has been ruined by others.

"When I was young... I still remember that you were very timid when you were young. You didn't dare to introduce yourself loudly to others until you were in the third grade of elementary school."

An Mohan teased, they had too many good memories when they were young, and those have been lost with the passage of time.

"Mo Han, everything will be fine from now on."

"Well, everything will be fine."

Tightly hugging An Yimo in his arms, An Mohan looked at the sunshine outside the window, the sky will be sunny after the storm, he will definitely give Yimo a sunny life, he swears...

Today is Monday, and people's lives are back to being busy. An Yimo also started her new job, but unexpectedly, when she just walked into the company, she saw a person who should be idle at home. An Yimo couldn't believe it. He looked at the man standing in front of him, and at the big words Shuguang Jewelry Group that had just been hung up.

She stepped forward and walked around Zhan Nanxuan, then stretched out her hand to pinch him. Zhan Nanxuan looked helpless, and he knew that Yimo and the others would be surprised if they saw him, but he didn't expect him to start I met Yimo on the first day of work.

"Yimo..."

Zhan Nanxuan called her helplessly, signaling her not to pinch him anymore, there are many people at the entrance of the company.

"Zhan Nam-hyun? You are real."

Well, after hearing An Yimo's words, Zhan Nanxuan had three black threads hanging on his forehead, well, he was helpless at this time.

"Yimo, I'm real."

"Then why are you here?"

They all know about Zhan Nanxuan's background. He is the sole heir of Shuoguang Jewelry International Group. However, Zhan Nanxuan doesn't like to work in the company. It shouldn't be that he has never been here before. An Mohan inherited Momo International , Xuan Siye has also started to take over the family business. Only Zhan Nanxuan, he has nothing to do every day. In fact, they all know that Nanxuan doesn't like doing business, so he has always ignored his parents' pressure to come to work in the company However, An Yimo rubbed his chin and looked at Zhan Nanxuan's expression of helplessness, what happened this time, Zhan Nanxuan compromised, no, he probably wouldn't, is there any secret.

(End of this chapter)

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