Chapter 2 Dresses
ten years later;

A sad melody sounded in the quiet lecture theater. Yunmo hurriedly took out her mobile phone, ignoring the surprised eyes of the teacher and classmates, and hurriedly escaped from the classroom. Looking at the name jumping on the mobile phone, a flash of panic flashed in Yunmo's eyes , Hastily picked up the phone.

Mama Rong's urgent voice came from the phone.

"Yunmo, sir, come back, come back quickly!"

"Okay, I'll be right back!"

Yun Mo hung up the phone, took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in her eyes, and walked out of the school without delay.

Before she left the school, Xia Xu, her head teacher, walked up to her and saw that she was about to skip class again.

"Yunmo!"

Yun Mo stopped her hurried steps and looked at Xia Xu who was walking towards her.

"teacher!"

"Are you going to skip class again? Is there anything more important than your class? Every time you receive a call, you will leave school recklessly, and you don't even have time to collect your textbooks!"

"Teacher, I'll explain to you another day, I'm really too late!"

Yunmo knew that the teacher cared about her, but she didn't have the luck to bear it. She also knew that the teacher would scold her for running away, but this scolding was nothing compared to what she was going to face next.

Xia Xu looked at Yun Mo who was running for her life, and secretly sighed in her heart, she really didn't know what made her so anxious.

In his impression, Yunmo is always very quiet, he never negotiates with others, and he has a slight sadness in his whole body, especially when he is in class, he always likes to look at the sky outside the window, giving people an indescribable melancholy .

For more than three years in college, every time the phone rang, she would rush out of school desperately, as if she lost her soul, and didn't even have time to take away her own things. Even so, her grades were still very good!
He really couldn't figure out what kind of thing made people so panic-stricken and desperate!
When Yunmo returned home, she saw a familiar Bugatti Veyron parked at the door, her impatient expression became even more eager, and she quickly ran towards the hall.

As soon as he ran into the hall, he bumped into Mama Rong who was anxiously waiting for her. Seeing her come back, she quickly stepped forward, looked at her with an ugly face, and couldn't help but said worriedly, "Xiaomo, sir is waiting for you in the room, you Be careful!"

Yunmo glanced at her gratefully, nodded, "I see!"

Yunmo walked upstairs to the room, holding back her beating heart, clenched her fists tightly with both hands, and she didn't feel any pain when her nails penetrated into her palms. Every time she took a step closer to the room, her heartbeat would speed up a little, not because she liked it, but because she Fear!
When she finally came to the door, she sorted out her emotions, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Ling Jun's cold and indifferent voice came from the room.

Yunmo put her head down, and pushed open the door. The moment the door opened, a gust of cold wind hit her face, making Yunmo tremble, and she walked into the room tremblingly.

What catches the eye is a tall and tall figure, and the tailor-made black suit suits his waist more properly, and at the same time adds a lot of mysterious indifference to him, which makes people feel chilly.

On the big black bed not far behind him, there was a black bag. Yun Mo was a little afraid of disturbing her, but she had no choice but to disturb her. She cheered herself up secretly before calling out.

"Sir, you are back!"

Hearing the timid voice, the fierceness in Ling Junhan's eyes flashed away, and he put down the hand crossed across his chest, and put it in his trouser pocket habitually, looking at her with disdain and mockery.

"Why, do I need to report to you when I come back, or are you disappointed to see me come back!"

Yunmo raised her head and stared at the disgust in his eyes, knowing that he hated her, she hurriedly lowered her head to avoid direct contact with him, facing his even more upset, "No, Mr. Yunmo welcomes you home very much!"

"Really, since that's the case, show some sincerity and let me see how much you welcome me."

Yunmo looked at him incomprehensibly, sincerity?What's the meaning?
There was a burst of fear in a pair of clear and bright eyes, especially when he saw the ever-expanding haze and wanton mockery in Ling Junhan's eyes, he was even more frightened.

Ling Junhan didn't have time to wait for her to react, he glanced at the black cardboard box lying on the bed, and said impatiently.

"Put on the dress, and let me see your sincerity tonight!"

(End of this chapter)

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