Mr. Mysterious In The Night

"You go with me to a place first!" Mo yuechen's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no doubt about his tone.

"Where to?" Shu Ziji blinked her tears and asked suspiciously.

"You'll know when you get there!" Mo yuechen gathered up his eyes, low voice, light and steady.

Shu Ziji frowned slightly. She was not willing to go with him, but she was already in his car. It was impossible to go down. She had to accompany him on this trip.

Mo yuechen specially ordered the driver to stop at the door of the roadside florist, get off in person, buy a large bunch of lilies, and return to the car.

Bentley car from the flower shop door to restart, quickly opened the elevated, and continue to move forward.

Shu Ziji doesn't know where Mo yuechen is going to take her. She just feels that the atmosphere in the car is more and more dignified, and Mo yuechen's face is more and more tense.

After driving for nearly two hours, Shu Ziji almost fell asleep, and the car suddenly stopped.

Mo yuechen beside him said in a low voice: "here we are!"

Then he held the lily, opened the door and got off the car first.

Shu Ziji woke up, rubbed her eyes, and then got out of the car. Remember the website m.luoqiuxzw.com

After getting off the bus, she instinctively looked around and found that it was an open outdoor parking lot, surrounded by mountains, and the wind was blowing.

Shu Ziji could not help shivering. Looking around, there were black tombstones standing on the mountains!

This is the cemetery!

"Why did you bring me to the cemetery?" Shu Ziji asked in surprise.

"I'll bring you to meet someone, and you'll know in a moment!" Mo yuechen's deep eyes and her three-dimensional face, without a trace of emotion.

Shu Ziji was more puzzled, and Mo yuechen brought her to the cemetery to see who?

Before she had time to think clearly, Mo yuechen had already stepped forward.

Shu Ziji quickly followed up.

The driver didn't go with him. Shu Ziji followed Mo yuechen out of the parking lot and entered the gate of the cemetery.

It was not the winter solstice of the Qingming Festival. Except for the tomb keeper, there was basically no one else in the whole cemetery.

The tombstone stands on the mountain, which is more obvious.

There was a terrible silence around them. Occasionally, there were a few bird calls. The rest was their breathing and heartbeat.

Shu Ziji can't help but tremble. She follows Mo yuechen's steps tightly for fear that she will lose more.

After a long walk, they came to a black carved iron gate. At the gate, there was a small wooden house where the tomb keeper lived.

The tomb keeper seemed to recognize Mo yuechen. Seeing him, he immediately pressed the switch and the black iron door opened slowly.

Mo yuechen goes in with Shu Ziji.

After entering, Shu Ziji found that the tomb area inside was completely different from that outside.

The tomb area inside the heitiemen not only has a good environment, wider roads, but also has a more magnificent construction of each independent tombstone.

At a glance, we can see that it is a separate area specially designated for the rich, belonging to the luxury tomb area.

Nevertheless, there is no difference between the wind inside and the cold outside.

And as they went further and further, the wind on the mountain became stronger and stronger, which made people feel chilly.

Shu Ziji didn't expect Mo yuechen to bring her to the cemetery today. She didn't take protective measures in advance. She didn't even wear a windproof coat, and she didn't wear a scarf or gloves to keep warm. After walking for a while, she began to shiver.

Instinctively, she held her arms in her hands and tried to keep her body warm, but her teeth trembled with cold.

Mo yuechen stopped, turned his head and noticed her cold appearance. He immediately took off his coat and put it on her.

A warm male atmosphere wrapped around her, Shu Ziji immediately felt less cold.

As her body gradually warmed up, she could not help but appreciate: "thank you!"

"Come on, it's almost there!" Mo yuechen's deep eyes showed a trace of tenderness. He took the initiative to stretch out his hand and lead her forward.

They went up a few steps and stopped in front of a Fengshui tombstone.

Mo yuechen bent down and put the bunch of lilies in his hand in front of the tombstone.

The white petals and the solemn black tombstone have a strong contrast, just like the boundary between life and death.

Shu Ziji looked at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone. She was a kind-hearted woman, and she looked like Mo yuechen.

"Mom, I've come to see you!"

As she was wondering, she heard Mo yuechen, who was next to her, suddenly lower her voice and shout heavily.

Shu Ziji was startled and opened her eyes in disbelief.

"Mo yuechen, she... She's your mother?" She asked, puzzled and surprised.

Mo yuechen nodded in silence: "well."

Shu Ziji was even more surprised. Her body suddenly froze, and she didn't slow down for a long time.

If the person lying in the tomb is mo yuechen's mother, who is Xu Wenxin?

Isn't she the mother of Mo yuechen and Mo Zexuan?

Shu Ziji subconsciously looked at the words on the tombstone——

[Tomb of Fang Yaru, husband Mo zhuohan, Hitachi, XX, XX]

Although Shu Ziji doesn't know who Fang Yaru is, Mo zhuohan is her father-in-law, the name of Mo family.

Shu Ziji has heard before that Xu Wenxin is not Mr. Mo's original match. Is Fang Yaru his original match?

"What the hell is going on?" Shu Ziji was full of doubts and couldn't help asking.

Mo yuechen's face was solemn, and his eyes were more complex and dark. He stood motionless in front of the tombstone. He closed his eyes deeply and opened them again. His upright posture was extremely slender, and his whole body exuded a cold and noble atmosphere. He was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I brought you here today just to tell you what I have never mentioned to you... My life experience."“ Your life experience? " Shu Ziji was stunned for a moment. Mo yuechen's eyes are unfathomable, and his handsome and three-dimensional facial features make people unable to distinguish emotions. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the name on the tombstone. His dark eyes suddenly became dark and difficult to understand. He looked calm on the surface, and his heart was already full of galloping horses“ The person lying in this tomb is my real mother. Her name is Fang Yaru. She is the daughter of Fang Lao, who was famous in that year. She came from a military and political family and was my father's original wife. Xu Wenxin is not my biological mother! She's just a surrogate mother! " This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.