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"No." Xiaoju answered with a smile when she stood by the bed after preparing breakfast. "Last night, when the bodyguard was patrolling outside the villa, he accidentally saw Miss Mo who fainted. I asked them to take Miss Mo into the villa. The young master didn't know about it. So Miss Mo quickly took something to eat. After taking the medicine, if she is better, she will go home quickly.

After all, if the young master knew that I took Miss Mo into the villa without authorization, the young master would be angry. If it was serious, he would drive me out of the villa. "

These words are what Rong Jingge means. Rong Jingge doesn't want Mo Beiqing to know. He takes her into the villa himself.

"No... impossible." Mo Beiqing didn't want to believe Xiaoju's words. Although she was unconscious yesterday, she vaguely felt that there was a man taking care of her, and the breath on that man was very like rongjingge.

"Miss Mo, I'm just a servant. There's no need to deceive you. I don't want to help you because you and my young master used to have a good relationship. I don't want to see you stay in the rainy night." Xiaoju tried to speak more ruthlessly. "You hurry to have breakfast, then take the medicine and leave here."

"Where's your young master?" Mo Beiqing asked eagerly holding Xiaoju's hand.

"He has gone to the hospital to take care of my young lady." Xiaoju replied formulaically. In order to let Mo Beiqing die, she added another sentence. "In my young master's heart, no one can compare with the young lady.

Even if my young master knows you are in this villa, he can't come to see you. "

"What are you talking about?" she pushed Xiaoju away angrily and roared sadly. "He will, he will look at me and take care of me... He is not that kind of ruthless person. He just wants to make me think he is that kind of person.

He cares about me... Woo... "

Mo Beiqing can't stand Xiaoju's words. She doesn't have to accept her breakfast and cold medicine. That's just charity to her.

Rong Jingge hasn't gone to the hospital yet. He handled some things about Rong's group in his study. When he came out, Xiaoju told him that Mo Beiqing had left.

He didn't say a word, holding the document in his hand. Without any bodyguards and the car, he walked out of the villa door alone because he had an appointment with a customer and talked about business in the coffee on the opposite street.

If the distance is too close, there is no need to drive at all.

Rong Jingge just walked out of the villa door, and Mo Beiqing, hiding under the big tree next to him, came out.

Even if she only saw his back, it was the best courtesy she received in the morning.

Fortunately, when she just walked out of the villa, she accidentally heard the servant say that their young master was still working in the study. They must keep their cleaning voice down and never disturb him.

It rained heavily last night. Up to now, there is still a drizzle in the sky. Mo Beiqing left in a hurry. She was still wearing the pajamas that Xiao Ju changed for her. There was only a blue coat outside.

Her face was terrible, but every time she followed the man's footsteps and took a step forward, her lips were full of happy smiles.

When Rong Jingge stood at the crosswalk of the street and waited for the traffic light, he vaguely felt that someone was following him. His pace quickened a little. Walk along the next mall street.

Mo Beiqing is a little uncomfortable. It's really difficult to keep up with him. She supported her hand on the wall, gasped, and finally squatted down powerlessly.

"Why can't you wait for me? Am I now... And taking a look at your back has become an extravagant hope..." she held her head in her hands and felt that her head was going to explode. Because of the grievance and discomfort in my heart, tears couldn't stop pouring out.

She was full of despair, her body fell forward slightly, and her forehead hit the wall. With wide eyes, tears fell on the square bricks.

The Misty drizzle that originally floated on my body suddenly disappeared. And there was a figure beside her.

She sucked her nose deeply and wiped away her tears with her hand. Then he looked up silently and looked at the master of the figure.

Looking at the man from bottom to top, stepping on the square brick is a pair of black men's leather shoes, with gray trousers, exquisite leather belt and white shirt pressed in the leather belt. He held a paper bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other. That gray suit coat, open at will, shows incomparable dignity.

"Ge......" Mo Beiqing stood up and wiped the tears on his face with his hands, pretending that nothing had happened just now. "Ge... I..." she sucked her nose and tried to look bad, but she was trying to smile in order to let him see her best.

"What does a woman look like when she appears in the street with her clothes untidy? Hurry back." Rong Jingge lectured her indifferently.

She didn't expect him to say such words when he opened his mouth. She has been working hard to show her best in front of him. But why are you so embarrassed?

"I..." she wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain. It can't be said that she was taken in by Xiaoju in his villa last night. If he really didn't know about it, Xiaoju would be blamed if she said it now. "I don't want to do that either." she put her hand around her coat and tried to hide the pajamas inside.

Because she missed him so much, she wanted to have a close look at him. Even if she followed him closely, it was also a great satisfaction for her.

"Go back." Rong Jingge threw her a word indifferently and turned to leave.

"Ge......" Mo Beiqing doesn't know where he came from at this time. He reached out and grabbed Rong Jingge's arm.

"..." Rong Jingge didn't speak, but his eyes were sharp, staring at Mo Beiqing's hand holding his arm.

"I... can you... Don't look at me like this?" she felt very uncomfortable, and her red eyes were full of tears. Even if she was wronged again, she could only bear it. "Do you know that you are like me... I am a plague and a virus."

"These words should not come out of Miss Mo's mouth. You should be above..."

"No." Mo Beiqing shook his head and quickly interrupted him. "I am no longer the Mo Beiqing, nor am I superior. I am more humble than anyone.

I have no pride, no self-esteem. I just want to beg for a little humble love, but... I can't realize my little wish

I don't want to be a young lady of Mohism. I want to be an ordinary citizen. Woo... "

Rong Jingge choked the saliva in his throat. Then he grasped the umbrella and put it in Mo Beiqing's hand.

"Take your umbrella and go home."

He said indifferently.

"What do I have to do to make you willing to accept me? You won't be so ruthless to me?" she held his hand and didn't want to let go. When he looked up, his begging eyes fixed on his eyes.

"..." he forcibly pulled his hand back from the palm of her hand.

"Rong Jingge, am I going to take out my heart and put it under your feet and let you trample it hard, so that you will be satisfied?

Why did you treat me like this? Why did you... Provoke me at the beginning? I'd rather... "I never knew you at the beginning. But in that case, she could not speak directly to him. "What about your heart? Do you have a heart? Why can't you love me... What did I do wrong..."

Mo Beiqing looked at the man's back and roared hoarsely.

Next to the street, an extended Lincoln stopped there. A lady on the bus came down gracefully and walked towards the opposite Mo Beiqing.

The sky is drizzling and still falling mercilessly, while the umbrella in Mo Beiqing's hand has long been thrown on the ground.

Shen yuewan took off the cloak on her shoulder,