Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Xiao Jin got on the bus and looked at the time. It's already more than 8 p.m.

So he asked tentatively, "it's getting late. You always go home at this time. Do you want me to call Miss Song ran? After all, the company doesn't know when to go home at this time."

At this time, Mo Qianxing thought he had hung up the phone. He didn't know where he had put his mobile phone.

Mo Qianxing now only knows that his head hurts. It is estimated that he drank a little fiercely at the reception.

Mo Qianxing, who didn't hear Xiao Jin at all, was massaging his temples with his eyes closed.

After Xiao Jin couldn't hear Mo Qianxing's reply, he hung up the phone silently.

On the way, Xiao Jin felt that Mo Qianxing was unwilling to answer just now. He must have said something wrong. He could say something at the thought of here.

So he didn't mention song Ran's name after receiving Mo Qian's punishment.

When he got downstairs, Mo Qianxing felt his head narrowed for a while. Now it doesn't hurt so much,

It's already past the off-duty time, but most of the staff are still working overtime in the company.

Mo Qianxing first learned about the company's stock surge, and then watched the news that is still circulating on TV.

Today's news is true. It's a little noisy, but it's finally solved by Lin's group.

The matter of that year also came to the bottom. Mo Qianxing felt that his burden was much lighter all of a sudden.

When I got home from Mohs group, it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

After getting off the bus, Xiao Jin first looked up at the bedroom on the second floor and was relieved to find that the light was not on.

"Mr. Mo, I won't go in so late."

Mo Qianxing subconsciously looked at the time at this time, and then said to Xiao Jin, "you've worked hard today. Go back and have a rest early. Remember to inform Si Mu when you pick me up tomorrow. There's something to deal with."

Xiao Jin nodded and drove away from the ink house.

After Mo Qianxing came to the living room, Mrs. Wang walked over and said, "Mr. Mo, you're back. Are you having dinner? By the way, Miss Ranran went upstairs to bed this afternoon. She was very sleepy when she was pregnant. She hasn't come downstairs yet."

Referring to song ran, Mo Qian Xing unconsciously raised some corners of his mouth.

"Then, Mrs. Wang, you can cook some light food. I'll come down to eat with song ran later."

Mrs. Wang laughed happily after hearing this. She quickly turned back to the kitchen and began cooking.

After Mo Qian went upstairs, he opened the bedroom door and found that the light was not on.

He thought song ran didn't wake up, so he didn't turn on the light.

He came to the bedside with light hands and feet. At this time, the light on the balcony suddenly came on.

"You're back."

Careful Mo Qianxing suddenly recognized that song Ran's tone of voice was different from usual.

So he walked slowly to song ran and tried to make his voice softer.

"You wake up. Are you hungry? I asked Mrs. Wang to make us some supper. Let's go down and eat together?"

Because the distance between the two people was very close, song ran smelled the smell of red wine on him.

She stepped back and said coldly, "Mo Qianxing, let me ask you a question. You said it's been so long. What am I in your heart, song ran?"

Although I don't know why song ran suddenly asks, Mo Qianxing knows that song ran must have read the news this afternoon.

Now Mo Qianxing doesn't know what song ran thinks, but it's really his fault that he has always regarded her as an enemy.

"Song ran, I'm sorry. I missed you so long. In fact, I am."

Mo Qian's words had just been less than half said, and song ran directly interrupted him.

"I know, you don't have to say any more. Mo Qianxing, I'm the mistress you bought under the contract. What's the child in my stomach? Is all this ridiculous?"

Referring to the word mistress, song ran felt her body shaking.

Mo Qianxing wants to reach out to help song ran, but song ran ruthlessly avoids.

"I'm fine. I don't need your help! Let alone you maintaining this false relationship!"

Song ran almost said these words in her loudest voice. She felt a pain in her lower abdomen.

Mo Qianxing was puzzled and said, "Song ran, what's the matter with you? Maintaining? Falsehood? Are you serious about these words?"

Of course, song ran knew what she said was so hurtful, but she was fed up with her current identity.

Mo Qianxing noticed that song ran had been covering his lower abdomen, and his face was not very good.

So he had to take a few steps back and said, "I went to the reception held by Lin's group this afternoon and handled all the big and small things, so I came back late."

Song ran felt a cold sweat on her forehead, so she had to skip Mo Qianxing and went back to the room and sat by the bed.

"Song ran, I know I insulted you when I asked you to be my mistress. But when my parents died, you song took it for granted to buy Mohs group. I feel that I have been abandoned by the world. I don't want to revenge you. I want to become strong and protect you."

Song ran feels that Mo Qianxing's words are ridiculous. His imprisonment was called protection.

Seeing song Ran's disdainful expression, Mo Qianxing knew that she probably didn't read the news on TV today.

The reason why song ran reacted so strongly to her coming back tonight should be that she was stimulated by something

Thinking of this, Mo Qianxing felt that he wanted to get drunk and his head became sober.

Song ran lowers her head and doesn't go to see Mo Qianxing. Mo Qianxing has to explain by herself: "I told the world about my love for you a few years ago, and now I still like you."

Mo Qianxing didn't want to believe what song ran said, so he helped himself to stand up.

Seeing song Ran's action, Mo Qianxing stood up first and said loudly, "Song ran, I'm sorry. My mistress is just what I said to stimulate you at the beginning. My heart is very regretful now. I didn't maintain my feelings, because my feelings for you really don't need to be maintained."

Song ran was stunned and then slowly raised her head.

I don't know when the wet eyes collapsed after hearing Mo Qian's sorry.