Did Miss Mo counterattack today?

Chapter 22 Who Says I Don't Need It?
Le Zhi hurriedly said: "But I know someone who should know how to use this lamp."

The chill around Mo Xingyan's body faded a bit, and even the palpitating murderous aura dissipated.

Le Zhi is very smart.

She knows how to make herself more valuable.

He also knew how to make Mo Xingyan let her go.

When Anyang sent Mo Xingyan out, he couldn't help asking: "Do you really believe in Le Zhi?"

Based on his understanding of Mo Xingyan, he is not a person who will easily trust others.

But he believed in Le Zhi.

Is it because of that dying woman?
For that woman, Young Master Mo really changed a lot.

Mo Xingyan didn't answer his question, but only lightly told him, "Leave at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Anyang didn't ask any more questions, just obeyed his order.

*****
After Su Zhen returned home, she felt a headache.

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup cooked by Mrs. Zhao, she got into the quilt and fell asleep comfortably.

During this period, she had a rather strange dream.

The dream was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

She seemed to be lying on a bed, able to sense a little bit, but unable to control her body.

She could feel someone standing beside her, and she could vaguely smell a somewhat familiar cool fragrance.But she couldn't open her eyes, so she couldn't find out who that person was.

Woke up after that.

On the LCD TV screen opposite the bed, Mo An'an's face was reflected.

She is still Mo An'an!

Su Zhen sighed and sat on the bed in a daze.

Looking back on the dream just now, it feels so real.

Zhao Ma knocked on the door outside, "Miss, are you awake?"

Su Zhen lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to open the door.

Seeing her, Mother Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "I was worried that you overslept, so I came to call you. Fortunately, I didn't."

Su Zhen was a little puzzled, "Mo An...did I often oversleep before?"

"Isn't it? Ever since Mr. picked you up from Mo's house, you've been sleeping all day. You've never stepped out of the room. Mr. always tells me to call you more often, don't let you sleep Too long."

Mo Xingyan.

The appearance of that man appeared in Su Zhen's mind, and it was strange to think that he had a crush on her.

"He does care about me."

Zhao's mother: "Of course, the husband cares about the young lady."

Su Zhen asked: "Mom Zhao, why do you call me Miss?"

Two small words, quite profound.

Zhao Ma's eyes flickered, "This... is what Mr. ordered."

"Oh." Su Zhen nodded, "Mom Zhao, you can call me An An from now on, don't always call me Miss Miss, it sounds uncomfortable to me."

"This...isn't it?"

"It's okay, Mom Zhao, I'll tell my second brother." Su Zhen reassured her.

Zhao's mother likes her very much, and thinks she is very well-behaved and attractive.

So I didn't refuse, so I called An An.

Su Zhen was free, so she went into the kitchen to help her choose dishes.

The two chatted from Tiannan to Haibei, and they hit it off very well.

Speaking of Mo Xingyan, Zhao's mother was a little emotional: "Actually, Mr. is quite a nice person, not as unreasonable as the rumors outside. Like An An, Mr. is a person who has not felt family affection. An An, you should care more about Mr. That's good."

In Zhao's mother's eyes, Mo An'an and Mo Xingyan are people who share the same disease and pity each other.

If they can love each other, they will also become good brother and sister.

Su Zhen chose the dishes, "He doesn't need my concern..."

Before he could finish speaking, a deep voice suddenly came from behind——

"Who said I don't need it?"

(End of this chapter)