Hey, I'm Leaving Again

After being poked out of her existence, song ran simply doesn't cover up. She steps downstairs to the kitchen when they don't exist at all.

Behind him was Lin yuroujiao's voice.

"Qian Xing, look at her attitude."

On the contrary, there was a touch of interest in Mo Qian's eyes, but it was not obvious on his face.

"Twilight cloud, it's getting late. Send Miss Lin back."

"Humble punishment."

What else did Lin Yurou want to say, but she looked up and saw the cold expression on the man's face. Her heart clicked and looked down his eyes.

The woman in the kitchen seemed to be boiling water and accidentally scalded her hand. She subconsciously put her hand on her ear. From behind, the whole person was very playful and lovely, and the man's face was a lot softer.

Lin Yurou shook her hand. Her delicate nails were embedded in the meat, but she seemed to feel no pain. Looking at Mo Qian's punishment, she felt unwilling in her eyes and lowered her voice.

"Qian Xing, you shouldn't have forgotten what she did to you."

Sure enough, after she said this, Mo Qian's eyes crossed a touch of cruelty.

Hook the corner of her mouth, she slowly squatted down her body and held the man's hand.

"Qian Xing, I'm just worried about you. What kind of means did this woman use to turn you around? I'm really afraid you'll be fooled by her again like that."

"I know it's getting late. Go back quickly."

Lin Yurou shook hands. Although they were engaged, Mo Qianxing never touched her. She knew she couldn't worry, but she was still upset. She tried to calm down and said softly, "Qianxing, now we are engaged. You can tell me anything in the future. Don't bear it alone. I'll be distressed."

She held the man's hand more and more gently. Mo Qianxing looked at her appearance of compromise. Although he had no feeling of heart, he was also a little guilty. He clearly understood that on the other hand, he was good to Lin Yurou just to stimulate a woman without conscience.

His tone softened unconsciously.

"I see."

Lin Yurou knew that this was the embodiment of his softening. She leaned in his arms, inadvertently twisted her head and printed her red lips on his white shirt. After doing this, she smiled and got up and left with twilight cloud.

Song ran hears the sound of high-heeled shoes drifting away in the kitchen, and then slowly recovers from her thoughts. However, she doesn't hold her hand firmly, and the cup falls down her palm.

"What are you doing?"

Before she could react, the man grabbed her wrist.

"I..."

She looked very innocent. Mo Qianxing looked at her and couldn't help thinking about what Lin Yurou said just now and the time five years ago.

"It's raining hard outside. Here's an umbrella for you. I have another one."

That day seemed to be the most violent rain in summer, and he was blocked at the door of the teaching building because he didn't bring an umbrella. She appeared when he wanted to call the driver at home.

A tall ponytail with a full forehead leaked out. The wide school uniform looked great on her. He was a little dazzled at that time.

Before he could react, she had put the umbrella in his arms.

"Here you are. Don't pay it back. I'll go first."

Under the clear voice, the horsetail swayed around in front of him, which made him have a spring dream all night. The heroine of spring dream was not expected to be her.

But now it seems that everything at that time seemed to be arranged.

Song Ran's wrist was hurt by the man. She frowned and shook her wrist.

Mo Qian Xing suddenly woke up from his memory. Looking at the people in front of him, his tone was cold, and more of them were at a loss.

"Song ran, have you been calculating me since then?"

"What are you talking about? Mo Qianxing, you let go of me, you hold me very painful."

"Does it hurt? Song ran, it's not as painful as one ten thousandth of my original pain."

As he spoke, he approached song ran, but at the end, he saw her clear eyes, which matched the eyes in his memory. Mo Qianxing frowned, still held her hand and threw her on the sofa.

Song ran thought he would do that kind of thing, but she's not feeling well now.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the red lip print on his collar. Her whole body was suddenly stiff. The blood flowed back, which made her feel bone cold. What was she expecting?

Song Ran is discouraged and wants to stop him, "Mo Qian punishment..."

As a result, he walked away with a calm face and looked at the servant.

"Wang Ma, clean up the garbage in the kitchen and stairs."

"Yes."

Before Mrs. Wang could say anything, Mo Qianxing stepped out. Then, outside the door, there was the sound of the car starting.

Did he go to find Lin Yurou?

Well, she should have given up.

Song ran gets up and arranges her clothes.

Since Mo Qianxing left home that day, song Ran has not seen him for several days. She is also happy and comfortable. She is very happy to help Wang ma do things in the villa all day.

"Miss Song, this should be cut like this."

Wang Ma looked at her clumsy way again and smiled helplessly.

Song ran smiled and watched Wang ma take the kitchen knife from her hand. Wang Ma looked like her mother was not in a coma. When she thought of her mother, her mood dropped involuntarily, but before she could be sad, there was an unfriendly voice at the door.

"Wang Ma, Wang Ma, pour me a glass of water."

Song ran had a bad feeling in her heart. Sure enough, Lin Yurou arrived with her hands around her chest like a hostess.

Seeing her, he frowned and said, "Song ran, you are still here."

"What are you doing here? Mo Qianxing is not here." Song ran smiles and looks at her indifferently.

The smile on Lin Yurou's face gradually became presumptuous, and his tone was full of ridicule.

"Qian Xing is on a business trip, song ran. Don't you know?"

Song ran had an unnatural look in her eyes. How could she know such a thing? Since that day, she had never seen him again, but her words turned to.

"Why should I know such a thing?"

"Song ran, you can say such words now. Do you really have no feelings for Qian Xing?"

"Lin Yurou, it's not up to you to take care of the matter between me and Mo Qian's punishment. It's you. After chasing Mo Qian's punishment for so many years, you don't show your demeanor in front of him now. Why are you crazy here?"

Song Ran's words were like a slap on Lin Yurou's face. It seems that Lin Yurou can't compare with song ran anyway. Now she is engaged to Mo Qianxing and has picked up the rest of her.

Lin Yurou frowned fiercely. The Song family is just a loser now. Where did you have the courage to talk to her like this? She then slapped song ran in the face to let her see who was the winner now.

But her palm was held by song ran in mid air. Song Ran's expression was fierce.

"Lin Yurou, why, you are embarrassed by me, aren't you?"