His Sweet Embrace

Hearing Jin Yue's refusal, Bai Zhihui's face changed and immediately wanted to stop Jin Yue from going on.

"I gave it to my aunt, not to you, so your refusal is invalid." Wen Moxian's words are well founded.

When Bai Zhihui heard Wen Moxian say this, she was relieved and praised again and again: "OK, OK, you are a good child. Jinyue is taken care of by you. Her brother and I are relieved, aren't we, Mutao?"

Su Mutao's expression was not very good-looking. He said aloud, "I don't trust who to give the brocade moon to."

"You child! Your sister will be taken care of by others sooner or later. Can you take care of her all your life? I think Mo Xian is really reliable and friendly. I am very satisfied with his child. " Bai Zhihui's words reveal her love for Wen Moxian as an elder, not to mention her expression.

Jinyue is helpless. She feels that she is a clearly marked goods and will be sold at any time.

"Mom, it's getting late. Don't you want to have a beauty sleep? It's already more than twelve o'clock now. If you don't sleep, you'll get wrinkles! " With that, Jinyue got close to Angelica dahurica Hui, reached out and pointed to the corner of her eyes and shouted, "Mom, look, you see, the crow's feet have run out!"

Jinyue knows that her mother cares about wrinkles most, and makes a rude noise to scare her.

"What?!" Bai Zhihui looked nervous and quickly reached out to caress her cheek. "It's all delayed by your children. I'm really broken hearted to be a mother! I'm going to have a beauty sleep now. I'm too lazy to care about you! " After finishing her words, Angelica dahurica hurried upstairs. Now, of course, beauty sleep is the most important!

Jinyue looked at the back of Angelica dahurica Hui and felt relieved when she went upstairs.

Wen Moxian looked at Jin Yue's relieved appearance and said with a smile, "aunt, if you know you cheated her so much, I don't know how to deal with you!"

"Hee hee, didn't I hurry to coax her to sleep?" She did it for her mother's sake!

"You!" Wen Moxian was completely spoiled in this tone.

Su Mutao, sitting on one side, looked at the scene in front of him and frowned involuntarily. A man, a normal man, is willing to pay so much for a woman and help a woman so much. If he doesn't like it, I'm afraid he can't find a second reason.

"Yueyue, it's getting late. Go to bed early." Su Mutao got up and patted Jinyue on the shoulder. "The servant has cleaned up your bed and have a good rest."

"Yes." Jin Yue nodded, "then I'll go to bed first. Oh, brother, good night."

"Good night."

Then, Jinyue said hello to Wen Moxian, "brother Moxian, you go to bed early. Good night."

"Well, Ann." Wen Moxian waved his hand to Jinyue and smiled, not to mention how happy he was, and the injury on his face didn't take it to heart.

After Jinyue went upstairs, Wen Moxian moved his eyes to Su Mutao.

"You have something to say to me." He said yes.

"Yes." Su Mutao nodded, looked at Wen Moxian in front of him, and asked the question directly, "Jinyue has told me that the bankruptcy of the Su family is due to Fu zhanting, but what are you doing to help our family?" He guessed that maybe it was because he liked Jinyue, but he wanted a positive answer.

"Jinyue." Wen Moxian told Su Mutao his reason, "this reason should be very sufficient."

"You like the moon."

"Yes." Wen Moxian nodded affirmatively.

"After so many years, you suddenly appeared around Yueyue. Now you tell me you like Yueyue. Isn't it strange?"

"Strange?" Wen Moxian shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, "I don't think it's a strange thing. I left Chengjiang for Jinyue before. Now I come back for her, too. It's not contradictory, is it?"

"Did you leave Chengjiang for Yueyue before?"

"Yes." Wen Moxian put his hands in his pants pocket. His words sounded so understated, "it's a sacrifice for love."

"Sacrifice for love? Sounds great. " Su Mutao looked at Wen Moxian puzzled. He didn't know what he had sacrificed.

"She loves Fu Haofan. I chose to leave and help her, but now she and Fu Haofan have completely ended, and Fu zhanting has become her enemy again. Why don't I strive for one? I've missed her for six years. I don't want to miss her for another six years. "

Watching Wen Moxian say these words so seriously, Su Mutao's frown widened slightly.

"I won't give my sister to you because of your words. She has met people many times. This time, I, as a brother, just want to protect her. Don't be so high sounding as to avenge the Su family. Maybe Jinyue is one of the factors, but it's definitely not the only factor. "

"Yes." Wen Moxian nodded. "I admit it, but the big reason is because of Jinyue. Otherwise, I don't need to be hostile to Fu zhanting. I can cooperate and win-win."

"You're willing to help the Su family take revenge. I'm very grateful to you. If you need me, just speak, but it doesn't mean I'm relieved to give my sister to you." After the voice fell, Su Mutao didn't say anything more. He got up and walked towards the stairs. "It's getting late. You can have a rest early." After the voice fell, Su Mutao walked upstairs.

"Good night." Wen Moxian said politely, and then went upstairs.

At the beginning of the new year, Jinyue didn't sleep well. It was clearly her familiar environment, but she couldn't sleep over and over.

In front of her eyes, the kiss appeared involuntarily, which made her tremble.

Fu zhanting.

It's not easy to erase these three words?

Su Jinyue, he is your enemy. From now on, there is only revenge in your life! How can you have this enemy in your heart? How can you have him?!

Jinyue pulled up the quilt, covered her little head, and curled up under the quilt.

——Happy new year, my woman.

She put her hand over her ears, as if his deep voice was constantly lingering in her ears.

no

Jinyue resisted and forced herself not to think again.

But I don't want to. It's really hard.

……

At this time, Chengjiang mountain has been covered with snow, and the mid level villa is also shrouded in a snow scene, but the whole villa has no happy atmosphere. On the contrary, the silence is terrible.

Fu zhanting stood in front of the French window, watching the snow in the night, his eyebrows tightened.