Love and Hate of Past Time

Anger makes him unable to control to quickly untie his clothes, in her fierce fear of crying, mercilessly pulled up her legs, into her soft and pure body.

All night, he was rude and unrestrained to vent his anger, until Mu Qingxuan dizzy in the past, he felt guilty to climb the hair, heart remorse.

When she wakes up in the morning, the messy bed proclaims what happened yesterday. Mu Qingxuan moves. She feels as if she has been run over by a truck. She wants to move, but she shows her teeth in pain.

Aware of her movements, Mo Yanrui suddenly opens his eyes and turns over. Mu Qingxuan shrinks back in panic and almost rolls off the bed. He reaches out in time to catch someone, but she slaps him wildly.

"Go away, go away! You devil... " She was afraid to look at him with her eyes closed.

Mo Yanrui's face was full of love, and he didn't want to stimulate her mood. He slowly drew back his hand, put on his nightgown, and walked out of the room.

For this reason, the two people hide from each other for several days, not knowing how to face each other.

Like Mu Qingxuan, Mo Yanrui also thinks about what happened five years ago. This time, he should take his time and let her have the process of re accepting him. Or she would not want to run away from him.

He lowers his head and finds Mu Qingxuan asleep, breathing gently, his mouth slightly raised and his eyes soft as water.

Then he closed his eyes, too. But Ruan Xiang was in his arms, but he couldn't do anything. He felt that the heat all over his body was rushing down, and he was suffering.

In the next two days, they either take Xiaochen out or play in Ruiyuan's garden. With the simple and slow pace of the holiday, people who pay attention to the observation will find that they have more eye contact and get along with each other in a harmonious atmosphere. Mo Yanrui doesn't shake his face like before.

"School again tomorrow." Xiao Chen holds his chin and stares at Mu Qingxuan pitifully.

Their car is on its way back to star city.

"You've had such a good time this holiday and painted such beautiful pictures. Don't you want to show them to your classmates and teachers?"

Xiaochen tilted his mouth and thought, "Mommy seems to have a point. When I go back, I have to tell Xu Xinxin that my daddy and Mommy are sleeping in the same room, but they don't have bad feelings."

Xiaochen looks proud, but mu Qingxuan coughs because of his words. Mo Yanrui reaches over and caresses her back, and the corners of her mouth force a smile.

"Xiaochen Don't talk to your classmates. " Children's world is simple, but Xiaochen's words from time to time will make her thunder inside and outside, Mu Qingxuan deeply feel that her face should be well thickened.

"Mommy, I'm not talking nonsense. I'm telling the truth." Xiaochen shows the small eyes of doubt, immediately refute.

Mo Yanrui finally sent a message to help her out: "Xiaochen, this is a little secret of the three of us. We don't have to talk to our classmates around."

Xiaochen heard "little secret", small face showed excited, busy nodded: "I will keep a good little secret."

The servants of Xingcheng seaside villa also realize that their master's attitude towards Mu Qingxuan has changed since he came back. They are also gratified by this. After all, Mu Qingxuan's words and deeds show his concern for Xiaochen these days. They didn't believe that she was the cruel mother in the legend. They were sure that there must be some misunderstanding.

Back in Xingcheng, they still live in two different rooms as before. Sister LAN gently suggests that they can move back to the copied room as they did in Ruiyuan, Haicheng. Seeing that Mu Qingxuan looks embarrassed, Mo Yanrui refuses.

On the morning of the first day after the National Day holiday, Mo Yanrui got up earlier than Mu Qingxuan. He picked up the newspaper on the desk. When he saw the headline, he was very pale. His eyes were sharp and he called the maid who was preparing for it.

"Is this the only newspaper today? Why is this here? " With that, Mo Yanrui had already pinched the newspaper out of shape.

The maid was so scared that she stammered, "this is the one you are used to reading, young master."

"Change it for me!" He looked stern, as if the newspaper were a monster.

The maid's legs softened, and when she heard the order, she took other newspapers to replace them.

The headlines in several newspapers are the same, saying that Bai Yu fulfilled the requirements of his father Bai Zhengyan, won the contract of VD group in the United States, and officially assumed the CEO of louver group today.

Previously, there was a hearsay that after the wedding, Bai Yu was advised by his father to go to the United States and could not contact the Mu family. However, Bai Yu made a condition with his father that if he won the contract of VD group, he could return to city a, and his father could no longer interfere in his feelings and marriage.

Mo Yanrui pinched all the newspapers out of shape: "throw all these to me. You can't let Miss Mu see them. Besides, you don't have to put newspapers on the table in the future. "

When Mrs. LAN heard the sound, she came quickly and took over the deformed newspapers. At first, she was puzzled by Mo Yanrui's anger. When she saw the most prominent content in the newspaper, she understood it all at once.At this time, Mu Qingxuan leads Xiaochen down the stairs and finds that Mo Yanrui's face is very bad. She can't help but ask, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." He said it stiffly, and then his eyes were fixed on Mu Qingxuan's face, trying to find clues from her face to see whether she knew about it.

"Daddy, why do you always look at Mommy?" Xiaochen also found his eccentricity.

Mrs. LAN is very worried. It's not easy for the young master to let go of his heart. Don't go back to the prototype all of a sudden.

Mo Yanrui pulled out a smile and then looked away. Ke Mu Qingxuan noticed that Mo Yanrui hardly touched breakfast today, so on the way back after they sent Xiaochen to school, she hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "are you in a bad mood today, or do you have a bad appetite?"

"You care about me?" He suddenly leaned over, reached for her jaw and rubbed it gently. There was a little more joy in his voice.

Mu Qingxuan lowers her head and says nothing. Mo Yanrui understands her meaning, and his mood suddenly brightens up.

Mu Qingxuan, who is sitting in the courtyard in a daze, suddenly receives a phone call from Zhen Ming, the head of the dance company. The other party is also aware of what happened recently and comforts her.

"Qingxuan, I know your situation is complicated, but do you really want to give up your dancing career?"

Over the past few years, dance has been her only spiritual sustenance and her proudest career. When asked by the team leader, Mu Qingxuan was flustered.

She held the mobile phone a little more forcefully, with an uncertain voice: "of course I don't want to give up, it's just him..."

But will Mo Yanrui promise to let her go back to work? She really doesn't know.

But it's just a job. He shouldn't object to it. She comforted herself optimistically.

In the evening, she mentioned it to Mo Yanrui, but his reaction was far from what she expected. She just told him that today, the team leader called her to invite her back to rehearse, but his face suddenly changed.

"You mean, you want to go out and dance?" The faint smile from the corner of his mouth was put away, and there was some dangerous coldness in his eyes.

Mu Qingxuan nodded, feeling that he didn't look right.

The next second, he suddenly showed resentment and pressed her on the wall of the study: "I don't agree. You can't step out of this room."

Can't take a step? Her heart fell into the ice.

"Are you going to imprison me for the rest of my life?"