Mysterious president, get away from me!

The cloud sky, which used to be an outstanding figure, is becoming more and more gloomy now. His tall and straight body can only move by wheelchair. Pan Jinru looks at him like this, and he is very unhappy.

She approached him, half squatted in front of him and said gently, "why don't you talk? Is there something on your mind? You can tell your mother anything you have in mind... "

"Mom..." Mu Yuntian suddenly interrupted her, sharp eyes stabbed her like a sword, "five years ago, did you kidnap moling, beat her with a whip, even want to open her stomach alive, take out her fetus?"

Although Mo Ling didn't tell him who the kidnapper was, Mu Yuntian was sure that it must be his mother who deeply hated Mo Ling and used such cruel means to deal with Mo Ling.

Pan Jinru was shocked. Soon, she showed perfect anger on her face and said in a low voice, "who did you listen to? How could I do that! "

"You can do it." Mu Yuntian's expression was very calm, but his eyes were horrible. He said slowly, "because I like her, you think she robbed me from you, so you hate her very much, and you want to kill her."

"I didn't!" Pan Jinru slapped him and roared, "Yuntian, you are my son. How can you treat your mother so wrongly! I'm so disappointed in you

Mu Yuntian did not dodge, let her slap heavily on his cheek, his eyes a dead silence, light way, "I am also very disappointed in you."

Pan Jinru showed a sad expression, "Yuntian, you can't talk to me like this. I really didn't do the things you accused me of!"

Mu Yuntian ignored her at all, walked around her without expression and controlled the wheelchair to slide towards the stairs. Since his accident, the stairs in the villa have been transformed to facilitate him to go up and down the stairs.

"Cloud sky!" Pan Jinru ran after his back and asked anxiously, "where are you going?"

"I don't need you to intervene in my affairs." Mu Yun did not turn back, coldly dropped a word.

"Cloud sky..."

Pan Jinru stands at the entrance of the stairs, watching him control the wheelchair slowly down the stairs. She can't help but clench her fingers. Her sharp eyes are filled with hatred. Mo Ling, since you have left, why do you want to come back!

"Third young master, where do you want to go?" In the narrow compartment of the car, Lao Lin, the driver, respectfully asks Mu Yuntian for instructions through the inside rearview mirror.

"To Fenglin villa. Tell Wu He to pick up the girl. "

Mu Yuntian looks out of the window. It's just spring outside. The blue sky, white clouds and flowers are in full bloom. Suddenly, he seems to go back to five years ago when Mo Ling married Mu family. It's the spring of flowers.

In a studio of the Academy of fine arts, young students are painting seriously on their own easels. A middle-aged female teacher with elegant temperament is walking around the studio, instructing students' paintings from time to time.

The sudden ringing of mobile phone broke the quiet atmosphere in the studio.

The girl sitting in the corner quickly took out her mobile phone, slid it away, put it in her ear and whispered, "hello."

"Miss ye, please get to the school gate in five minutes."

"OK, I'll be right there."

After the girl finished the call, she hurriedly packed up her painting tools. The classmate sitting next to her said in a low voice, "Yexi, you're going to skip class again!"

"There's something at home and I have to go. Xiao Xi, if the teacher gives me any homework, please tell me. I'll go first. Bye."

Ye Xi quickly walked to the female teacher and whispered a few words in her ear. The teacher's face was not very happy, but she nodded and said in a low voice, "you've asked for leave twice this week. Pay attention later."

"Thank you, teacher. I'll pay attention later." Ye Xi bowed to the teacher and walked out of the studio, then walked faster and faster in the corridor of the teaching building, and finally turned into a gallop.

She ran all the way to the school gate, saw a BMW parked by the side of the road, quickly ran over, opened the door, sat on the co pilot, panting to apologize, "sorry, I'm a minute late."

Wu he looked at her. "It's OK. Please fasten your seat belt. I'm going to drive."

BMW is speeding along the road, and the trees on both sides of the road are fast retreating. Yexi is rigidly leaning on the back of the chair, holding the seat belt tightly in her hands. In fact, she is very afraid to ride in such a fast car, which makes her have the illusion that she is about to fly out. However, she never asks Wu He to slow down, because she has no right to claim so much.

About half an hour later, the car drove into a quiet villa.

"San Shao is waiting for you upstairs. Go up." Wu he turned to see ye Xi.

"OK, I see." Yexi nervously grasped her handbag, took a deep breath, then opened the door and stepped out of the car.

Villa interior decoration luxury, clean and tidy, although has been here many times, but each step into this door, Yexi heart is very nervous.

The whole building is quiet. It seems that there is no other person except her. She goes up the stairs step by step, turns and goes to the studio. She knew that the handsome man must be waiting for her in the studio.

Standing outside the studio, Yexi tidied up her hair and clothes, took a deep breath, raised her right hand, and tapped.

After a while, she heard Mu Yuntian's cold voice, "come in."

She gently pushed the door open and went in. She saw Mu Yuntian sitting in a wheelchair, facing the huge French window. The spring sun shining on him through the glass, softened his tall and straight body, just like a beautiful picture.

"Come here." In the open room, his low voice seemed a little cold.

She obediently walked up to him, holding her handbag in both hands and smiling, "Yuntian."

She is just the most beautiful age. Her skin is white and tender, her lips are bright red and plump. The most beautiful thing is her eyes, clear as a spring. More importantly, she looks like someone. He likes to see her smile, just like the beautiful rose in the garden, which is amazing everywhere.

Mu Yuntian's deep eyes stopped on her face. For a long time, he gently raised his right hand and called her, just like a little pet under his knee.

Jesse naturally sat down on the carpet at his feet and rested his head gently on his lap.

He put his hand on her soft hair and gently stroked it. His slender hand was very gentle, just like treating the most precious jewelry. He was afraid that if he did it again, he would hurt it.

She leaned quietly on his leg and let his fingers swim slowly from her soft hair to her face. When her bony fingers touched the corners of her eyes, she closed her eyes and covered her eyes with his fingers.

"I miss you very much..." the hoarse voice gently penetrated into her eardrum. The next moment, his arms caught her waist. He pressed his head tightly between her hair and whispered, "I want to, I want to..."

Ye Xi is still quietly lying on his legs, but her heart is slightly sour, astringent, and there is something in the corner of her eyes that wants to flow out. She knows that his words are not meant to her, she is just a stand in.

Since he picked her up from the street five years ago, she knew that she would never walk into this person's heart, just because his heart was already full of a person.

"I will never let others hurt you again..." Mu Yuntian's thin lips gently touched her cheek, without a trace of love between men and women, but with deep pity.

Five years has taught Yexi when to be quiet and when to respond to him. She whispered, "OK."

He hugged her tightly, with great force, as if trying to embed her body into his own.

"Don't leave me again..."

He took off all his defenses in front of her, just like a child without a sense of security, holding his own toys tightly. Her heart was sour and soft. She reached out and stroked his hair gently, and whispered softly, "OK, never leave again."

He no longer spoke, just quietly holding her, the figure of two people nestling together, casting a harmonious shadow in the warm sun.

I don't know how long later, sitting on the ground of Ye Xi has felt numb legs, he finally let her go, voice cold, "good sunshine outside, accompany me out for a walk."

"Good." She bent the corners of her lips and showed a sweet smile, just the kind he liked.

Ye Xi pushed him slowly out of the villa, walked on the avenue and came to a rippling lake.

The lake is full of lotus, but it is still spring. The lotus only shows sharp corners. If it is summer, it will surely see the beautiful scenery of "lotus leaves are endless green and lotus flowers are red in the sun".

However, there are also exceptions. Behind the ordinary lotus, there is a large area of blue lotus. The blue flowers in bud stand in the middle of a lake, just like the stars and the moon, which is eye-catching.

"I haven't seen you draw for a long time. Draw this blue lotus." Mu Yuntian's deep eyes fell on the blue lotus. He raised his right hand and gently waved.

The servant behind him immediately sent the paper and brush to Yexi.

Ye Xi sat on a stone, spread the paper on his knees, hung his head slightly, and drew carefully on the paper with a pencil. She knew that the man nearby had turned his eyes from the lotus to her. She didn't need to respond to him. She just needed to draw the lotus quietly and seriously.

The lakeside is very quiet. The beautiful girl sits on the stone and paints quietly. The handsome man sits in the wheelchair and stares at the painting girl attentively. In a trance, he sees another person through her.

On the day when mojani returned home three times, Yang Feiyun busily opened the door early in the morning, asked the servant to clean up, prepare the food that her daughter and son-in-law liked, dressed himself up, and dragged moyingjie to sit on the sofa, waiting for the arrival of mojani and his wife.

Mo Yingjie had a black face. "Where did Mo Ling go? If she doesn't come back on such an important day, has she ever regarded this as her home? "

"When I went out a few days ago, I said I went to my friend's house to play, but I didn't say when I would come back." Yang Feiyun patted him on the back of his hand with a smile, "Yingjie, think about it in a good way. Ah Ling said that she would leave after her wedding, but now she is looking for friends to play with. If her friends can delay her journey, it's also a good thing to delay the people in the Zhao family to find the door."

Mo Yingjie thought for a moment, nodded and said, "that's true. However, the reaction of the Zhao family is too slow. Mo Ling has been back for so long. Haven't they got any news yet? No, I have to call them and tell them about Maureen's return. "

He said that the wind is the rain. He immediately took the phone and called the Zhao family. The Zhao family's housekeeper answered the phone. When he proposed to talk to Zhao Jinwen, the housekeeper said that their master had gone to the company.