Evil Master's Little Sweetheart

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Mo Xiaozhu stretched out his hand and pushed open the gate of the courtyard. With a clang, the gate opened, thinking that there was no one here, because before she opened the door, it was so quiet that she could hear a sound even if she dropped a needle. However, at the moment when she opened the door, a woman slowly looked back and opened her mouth when she saw her, As if very surprised way: "Mo Xiaoxiao, how is you?"

Mo Xiaoxiao?

Some familiar names.

But immediately, Mo Xiaozhu smile, familiar with it because of this surname, and with her name is just a word, "aunt, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not Mo Xiaoxiao, I'm Mo Xiaozhu."

"You..." the woman was stunned and pointed to her as if she didn't know what to say.

"Auntie, I'm really not Mo Xiaoxiao."

The woman's hand down, "you are not Mo Xiaoxiao?" She asked in surprise.

"Yes, I'm not Mo Xiaoxiao."

"Then how did you come here?" The woman asked curiously, her face was unbelievable.

"I lived here with my mother when I was a child."

"What's your mother's name?" The woman asked in a trembling voice.

"My mother's name is Xu Yun."

"Xu Yun, oh, I've heard of the name. I used to live here before."

"Then why don't I remember you? Ah, let me see. I seem to have seen you somewhere. Maybe it's my mother's old photo, hehe. " Mo Xiaozhu looked at the woman in front of him, about the age of her mother. "Auntie, what's your last name?"

"You... You... You don't remember who I am?" A woman looks at her as if she's looking at a monster.

"Oh, yes, I seem to have lost some memory. Auntie, do you know me?"

"Recognize... Ah, no, I don't recognize. I recognized the wrong person. I thought you were Mo Xiaoxiao. I left."

When the woman finished, she was about to leave. Mo Xiaozhu looked at her face and said, "Auntie, can you tell me who you are? I think you must be my mother's good friend

"I... ah, my cell phone rings. I have to go back." The woman said that she took out the ringing mobile phone and went to the gate, "Jun Yu, how are you? Where are you? "

Jun Yu, those two words make Mo Xiaozhu's body stagnate. She hears the woman continue: "well, Weiwei and Qiangqiang, I'll take them in the evening. You're busy. Don't worry."

Vivi.

Strong.

When hearing these two names, Mo Xiaozhu's heart trembled. Why is the feeling of familiarity so strong?

She ran after her and heard the woman continue: "Jun Yu, come back when you finish your work in the evening. Don't go out again..."

"OK, I see." The woman finally hung up the phone, Mo Xiaozhu around in front of her, "aunt, who is Wei Wei? Who is Qiangqiang? Who is Jun Yu? "

The woman's face was more and more frightened, and her mouth was wide open. Finally, she took a breath and said to her, "it's all my family. It's none of your business. Get out of the way."

Such a sharp drink shocked Mo Xiaozhu's heart. Maybe she didn't know this woman, Weiwei and Qiangqiang. But when she heard the names of these two children, God knows how soft her heart is.

The woman passed her and left again.

Looking at the woman's back, Mo Xiaozhu couldn't take back his sight for a long time.

Gone. The woman is gone.

"Weiwei... Qiangqiang... Weiwei... Qiangqiang..." she can't stop reading these two names. She must know the two children, otherwise, there will be a strong desire to see the two children in her heart. Or, find a chance to ask Li lingran.

There was no one else in the empty yard except her. No one lived here for a long time, but it was very clean. It was not like other old houses where no one lived. There were not only weeds, but also rubbish everywhere. There was no one here. Even the old banyan tree in the yard stood there quietly, leaning up, She used to make a wish under the tree when she was a child.

Memories like the tide back to that time, she miss her mother.

The body sat under the tree, holding the knee, looking at the banyan outside the sky, tile blue tile blue, really good-looking.

"Xiaozhu, remember the blue house, remember the location, mom's things are all there, I want to avenge mom and dad."

Mother once said words word by word flash in her mind, the intermittent voice tortured her at the moment how can not calm down.

Who is it?

Who made Mo's family so miserable.

She hated it when she thought about it.

Maybe Li lingran knows.

He even knows how to run his own company.

Starting a company is my mother's last wish.

Mother wants her to carry forward the Mo family.

I really want to know who killed my father and mother. I think about it again and again. No matter whether Li lingran is at work or not, she dials Li lingran's phone and the phone is connected immediately. "Xiaozhu, it's me, lingran."

"Ling ran, I'm here in the old house. I miss my mother."

"Xiaozhu..." when she called, Li lingran stopped and seemed to be thinking about how to comfort her. For a long time, he whispered: "Xiaozhu, it's all over. You promised your mother to live well and rebuild Mo's family."

Mo Xiaozhu sniffed. Li lingran knew everything. It was her mother's last words. She really told him that if she didn't trust him, how could she say these words, "lingran, who is it? Who did harm to Mo family and mother? You know what? " She wants to know, wants to know very much, if knew, she certainly will not let that person go.

"Xiaozhu, I..."

That kind of hesitant voice, she recognized, "Ling ran, do you know? If you know, tell me

"Xiaozhu, I'm not very clear about this. When you're free, you can investigate by yourself. Don't wronged anyone."

He was right, but, for some reason, she felt that he knew something but kept it from her, "lingran, if you know, you must tell me."

"OK, you see, Anyang's call is coming again. I have to go out, Xiaozhu. See you later."

"OK, I'll go back too. I miss Mom." These last four words, her voice is very light, very light, she really miss her mother.

"Bye, I'll see you later."

Li lingran hung up before her.

Mo Xiaozhu stood up, legs numb, let her only temporarily stand there, to wait for the hemp strength to walk, about a minute later, Anyang's phone call came, "bamboo, my father and my mother are coming, where are you now?"

"I'm outside. I'll be back soon. I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

"OK, you go back first. I'll take my mom and dad back in a moment. I contacted Dean Li, who is driving here." Anyang voice with a little excited, "bamboo, I think Dean Li seems to like you very much."

"Well, I don't know. Ha ha, I'll go back and talk about it." Thinking that she has been living with Li lingran, she is a little embarrassed to continue this topic.

"Well, see you later." Anyang put down the phone, just feel that the relationship between Mo Xiaozhu and Li lingran seems to be wrong, but, it's impossible, she knows, and Mo Xiaozhu is associated with two men, one is mu Shaoli, the other is Shui Junyu, although she has not seen, but she knows.

But she promised Li lingran nothing to tell Mo Xiaozhu.

Does Li lingran not want Mo Xiaozhu to remember Mu Shaoli and Shui Junyu?

When this possibility flashed in my mind, Anyang's face turned pale. Does that mean that Li lingran really likes Mo Xiaozhu?

If so, she

Heart, suddenly gloomy.

Walking out of the old house, the road leading to her and Anyang's residence suddenly seemed long. Slowly, the scene of living with her mother when she was a child appeared in her mind. She still remembered the joy of seeing Mo Lingsheng for the first time. She felt that it was her happiest day. Her father, who had been on business for a long time, finally came back. However, only one day did her father go on business again.

She often asked her mother why her father always went on business and never came back to see her?

My mother sighed every time, and then sat on the edge of the bed crying with her in her arms. It was like tears could not flow out.

At that time, she didn't know that she was an illegitimate daughter, and Mo Lingsheng had a wife. Her mother's identity was not as shameful as Xiao San, or even Xiao San.

It's not worth while thinking about it for my mother. My mother's life is really not worth it.

Walking out of the street of the old house, there are more and more people in front of her. Further on, she is about to arrive at her and Anyang's residence. Mo Xiaozhu speeds up and is walking. Suddenly, there is a car horn in her ear. Then, she hears the crisp voice of "mommy". The voice is so familiar that she subconsciously turns her head to look at the car

Mommy, who's that kid calling?

Why is that little voice so familiar?

Car, very close to her, only a few meters away, a little boy on the window is waving at her, what is still shouting, but she can't hear, just because the window has been closed, the car is farther and farther away from her.

Zheng Zheng's looking at the car a turn disappeared in their own line of sight, Mo Xiaozhu's soul as if to be hooked away the same pain, the child, who is it?

The child, very much like her.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaozhu's hand touched her face. It was also at this moment that she thought that her face had changed. It was not the face she used to be.

And the little boy, like she used to be.

She is thinking, desperately, but the head, but more and more pain.

The mobile phone rang just at this time, and Mo Xiaozhu said, "Hello, Mo Xiaozhu."