President's Single-minded Love

Yan xiaonuo only felt the tangle in her heart. For a moment, she wanted to leave. Could everything be solved?

But looking at Mo xijue's eyes, thinking of him every time in order to find her scarred appearance, the idea disappeared.

The ring he put on for her also glowed like fire, just like the feelings between them. No matter how cold the wind and rain is, it can never extinguish the flame in his heart.

Yan xiaonuo tightly hugs the waist of Mo Xi Jue and responds warmly to his kiss.

It is hard to part with things, the door came a soft cough.

Yan xiaonuolinian let go of Moxi Jue and looked at the door and found it was Moxi Chen.

After the banquet at the seaside was over yesterday, Mo Xichen did not return to London, but stayed in Madame Xuanji's mid mountain villa.

The mood in the black eyes of mexici completely faded, and his voice returned to calm: "big brother."

Mexichen came in, the sapphire on his finger still had a cold light, like his expression at the moment, "I know everything."

Mo Xi Jue and Yan xiaonuo stood there in silence.

Mo Xichen's hand stroked the sapphire ring and gently turned it. There was a flickering light in the eyes of the monster: "weiwei'er obviously doesn't want to give the Mohist family face to do so, so this matter is not a matter of your own."

"I put up with her everywhere. I didn't expect her to be so ungrateful. Don't blame me!"

Mo Xichen knows the character of this younger brother. Once he is cruel, it is an irreparable thing.

"I said, it's not your business alone." Mo Xichen repeated it again. He looked at Yan xiaonuo and said, "don't be impulsive."

"Impulsive?" Mo xijue's lips with a cold satire smile, "I will hurt my woman by others?"

"This matter, we discuss together, although the rawlst family is deeply rooted, but the Mohist family is not easy to provoke."

Mo brothers in the two pairs of black eyes, flashed a tacit meaning, said little Norton feel cold back.

Mo Xichen crossed over and went directly to his desk. Gracefully, he took a piece of white paper from the printer, took a pen from the pen holder, and wrote something on the paper quickly.

Yan xiaonuo couldn't help being curious and went to see what Mo Xichen wrote.

Mo Xichen did not lift his head and said, "you can't understand it."

Yan xiaonuo curls her mouth. She can't understand it if she can't understand it. Why do you say it? It's so embarrassing.

Mozi definitely took the piece of paper written by Mo Xichen and glanced at the contents above, and a smile flashed across the corners of their lips.

"What bad ideas are you discussing?" Yan xiaonuo looked at that smile, only felt that goose bumps would fall down.

Especially Mo Xichen, he had a very evil face, coupled with that vicious smile, it makes people feel more cold.

"Nothing." Messi put away the paper, threw it into the dustbin, touched her face and said, "go back to the castle first."

Yan xiaonuo sees him not to say, oneself also inconvenient ask more, perhaps even if Mo Xi Jue said it, she also can't understand it.

She nodded and asked, "does elder brother come to the castle for lunch at noon?"

Mo Xichen smiles: "no, thank you."

There was a little sadness in his smile.

Yan xiaonuo saw clearly that it must have something to do with Jianming. She didn't know where to open her mouth, so she obeyed the orders of Mo xijue and rode back to the castle.

Cheng Ziyan and his wife went back to ice island by private plane last night. Yan xiaonuo had been thinking about it all the time and sent a message of greetings to Cheng Ziyan's mobile phone.

Cheng Ziyan replied that he had arrived, so he didn't have to worry about it. He cherished himself.

It seems that Cheng Ziyan doesn't know the situation here, otherwise it can't be like this. Yan xiaonuo is relieved.

Now she and Cheng Ziyan have the status of father and daughter, so Cheng Ziyan's concern for her can not be ignored.

But she didn't want Cheng Ziyan to work so hard for herself.

Yan xiaonuo put down the mobile phone, just feel not comfortable in the heart, she called Hydrangea, to the lawn outside the door to relax.

The castle's garden, a mountain and a water, a grass and a flower, are carefully designed, but she does not like it.

She liked the lawn more. Walking on it, she felt free to breathe.

Yan xiaonuo sits on the bench. Since she is pregnant, when she is not feeling well, she likes to sit on the bench, look at the hydrangea running on the grass and the leisurely white clouds in the sky. Naturally, her mind widens.

It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the tung trees were falling like snowflakes. Messi knew that she liked to watch the flowers bloom and fall. She ordered people to plant flowers and trees around the castle so that she could see them whenever she went out.

Yan xiaonuo stretched out his hand and twisted up and down a tung oil flower beside him. The snow-white petals were just a little red heart.She suddenly remembered Zhang Ailing's famous sentence, that little red heart in the white petals, more like the cinnabar mole in her heart.

Breeze blowing quietly, white petals fall on her shoulder, knee, skirt, tung tree is a male and female tree, is a pair of beauty.

Yan xiaonuo got up gently, brushed off the petals of the body, called the hydrangea, and was about to go back.

She took a few steps and turned her head to look at the vigorous tung trees. The twin trees had already been inseparable from each other, leaving only the world's eyes full of flowers like snow. From a distance, it was like flying frost in May, with a beautiful artistic conception.

Yan xiaonuo doesn't want to disturb the scenery like this and turns away.

The maids can feel the coming of the crisis from the indifferent expression on Yan xiaonuo's face. Or, they listen to the rumors from outside more or less, and they can't help but tremble for fear of infuriating Yan xiaonuo or Messi Jue.

Yan xiaonuo tried his best to ease the expression on his face, and said to them, "we just do our own things, and we don't have to listen to other things. You are all the people of the castle of the emperor. At this time, we should unite and tide over the difficulties."

The maids replied solemnly, and their voices were very neat: "yes, just as you are told."

"Well, you don't have to be nervous. Go to the kitchen to prepare lunch." Yan xiaonuo's voice is not urgent and slow, there is a feeling that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

The maids saw her so quiet, the tension in their hearts disappeared a lot, with the words of xiaonuo, the people in the castle became much better.

Yan xiaonuo waited for the maids to leave and then took a long breath.

She couldn't help Mo Xi Jue, so she couldn't let him worry about the trifles at home.

When Moxi decided to come back, lunch was just finished. Yan xiaonuo was there to help the maid with the dishes. Although her figure was thin, her look was gentle and calm, which made people feel relieved.

When the maids saw him, they bent down and said respectfully, "young master."

Messi never spoke, and looked at the ladies' cooking, which, though swift, was orderly, was no different in peace.

It must be Yan xiaonuo's credit.

Satisfied, mercy stepped forward, took her shoulder, and said gently, "come, sit down and eat together."

Yan xiaonuo nodded and sat down with Moxi.

After lunch, mosey just took a little sleep in the bedroom and got up to go to the company.

When he left, Yan xiaonuo was still asleep. He gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead before leaving.

The door closing sound of the master bedroom is very gentle. Yan xiaonuo opens his eyes after the door closes.

She raised her hand to grab the phone on the bedside table and opened her microblog.

Seeing Mo xijue, she couldn't ask how things were going, but she was eager to know something, so she had to check her microblog to see if she could find any clues.

The microblog is still full of abuse. Weiwei'er positions herself as a poor woman who has been cheated and played with. She has also positioned her as a junior who has no shame to seduce Moxi, and who has decided to be a dandy who has always been abandoned.

Yan xiaonuo tightly holds the mobile phone, the anger in the heart for a long time uneven.

Suddenly the home page prompted a new news, Yan xiaonuo pulled down the home page, refresh a new micro blog out.

It's the official microblog of Empire group. It's just a short sentence: love doesn't come first and then.

Yan xiaonuo immediately points into the comments and starts to see. In a few seconds, the comments have already exceeded ten thousand.

Because of this sentence, public opinion quickly split into two groups. One group insisted on the original point of view, believing that it was Messi's decision to abandon everything, while the other thought that Mexico and himself were truly in love and should be blessed.

And some people have come out to say that he has been seen in all kinds of public places to be very tender and considerate to himself, and there is no evidence of his love for Vivier.

From the original scorn on the Mexican decision and their own, we began to turn to the gossip between the three people.

At this point, it has finally diverted most people's attention.

Yan xiaonuo breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the mobile phone rings, it is a strange number.

Yan xiaonuo didn't want to answer, but this number came in after she didn't answer the phone.

She thought about it and answered the phone.

Over the phone came the voice of Wei Wei Er: "Yan Xiao Nuo, don't think a Jue has proposed to you, you can be together!"

Yan xiaonuo was full of anger and had no place to vent. She said coldly to weiwei'er: "weiwei'er, you are so shameless. Why do you want to hurt Messi so much?"

"Why should I take care of him when he has wasted his promise to me and hit me in the face of the whole world?" Wei Wei Er coldly smile, "Yan Xiao Nuo you wait, this just started."

"What do you mean by that?" Yan xiaonuo began to feel uneasy.

Wei Wei Er laughed for a while, and said to Yan xiaonuo in a low voice: "don't think that you can rest assured by temporarily diverting the public's attention. Yan xiaonuo, do you want to know, what is the real solution to this matter? I'd love to see the look on your face when you know it. "With that, the phone hung up.