Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

In fact, when helianjing wrapped jingjiajia in the bed sheet for the final sprint, Mo Rong had quietly left. At this moment, she didn't know why she was sad, and even sad. She had always wanted to revenge jingjiajia and bu Dongze one day, and had been looking forward to the pleasure after revenge, but when everything was in front of her, On the contrary, she felt a little sad, even a little heartache. I don't know why. When Jing Jiajia stabbed himself in the neck with a knife, her mind kept flashing cold Lingfei at that moment. Only then did she remember that she hadn't seen him for a long time. I don't know whether he was doing well or not.

All the way, I was thinking about Han Lingfei. Mo Rong didn't notice the dark shadows following her.

She has been wandering slowly on the road without the slightest intention of going back. Finally, after walking for two hours, she finally couldn't walk and stretched out her hand to stop a taxi.

When she arrived at a community, she turned around and looked behind her. She didn't enter the community until she was sure that no one was following her, and then went straight to a building on the left.

"Bang bang -"

When he heard the knock on the door, boson looked out of the door from the cat's eye, then carefully stood by the window and looked out. He was sure there was no tail, so he opened the door.

Before Mo Rong's back foot stepped into the door, Bosheng asked anxiously, "rong'er, what's the matter?"

Mo Rong glanced at Bosheng and ignored him. Instead, he took off his high heels, walked barefoot to the sofa and squatted on it. He looked very tired.

"I want a drink."

"What's the matter?" Bosheng asked with a smile, hurriedly poured a glass of juice and handed it to Mo Rong.

Mo Rong took the juice and drank it all at once. Then he said, "Dad, can you let me breathe a sigh of relief?"

Mo Rong's words made Bosheng tremble slightly. She never spoke to herself in this tone. What happened tonight? "What's the matter? What happened?"

Mo Rong looked at Bosheng and said, "pour me another cup."

"You girl, I'm your father. You just call me and tell me what's going on?" boson asked anxiously with an empty cup.

"Pour me a drink and I'll tell you after that."

Boson stared at Mo Rong, then poured her a drink, "here, drink quickly, and tell me what's going on after drinking?"

Mo Rong took the cup and drank the drink again. This time, she finally quenched her thirst. She licked her mouth with satisfaction, leaned against the sofa and said, "he Lianjing raped Jing Jiajia, bu Dongze's legs and one arm were shot, and the steamed stuffed bun is dead."

"Oh, you said what you saw with your own eyes?" asked Bosheng with a smile.

Don't nod.

Boson walked up and down the living room with a smile. It seemed that things were going according to his plan bit by bit. If so, he needed Yohe Lianjing to come out and talk tomorrow. Suddenly, his face changed. Looking at Mo Rong, he asked anxiously, "you said that Bu Dongze's legs and arms were shot?"

"Yes, although he can't die now, he can't guarantee that he can't die tonight. He Lianjing said that if you want to go free, you can take Shi Lian's head to find him, or he will kill Bu Dongze."

"Bastard!"

Mo Rong glanced at Bosheng lightly and asked softly, "Dad, why do you have to find Shi Lian for revenge? You have let Jing Jiajia and her two children walk on the edge of death. Do you still think all this is not enough? How many people's blood do you want your hands to be stained with?"

Mo Rong's words stunned Bosheng. He stared at her for a long time before he asked, "tell Dad, what happened?"

"Nothing. I'm tired. I want to rest."

"Have you eaten yet? Dad has cooked dinner. You can eat some before you go to bed."

"No, I have no appetite."

"Eat less, or it's bad for your health."

Mo Rong leaned against the bedroom door and turned, "Dad, you are old and can't toss any more. Your uncle is dead. Why do you still want to avenge him? His son Bu Dongze doesn't avenge him. Why do you have to be so stubborn? I'm really tired for so many years."

Yes, she was really tired. She decided to leave at the engagement banquet with Han Lingfei because of her father. Everyone thought she betrayed him, but no one knew that she had been in love with him for so many years.

Once she thought her love for him was weak, but tonight when she saw Jing Jiajia sliding to her neck with a knife for bu Dongze, she knew that her love for him was not weak, but had been integrated into her bone marrow. At this moment, she wanted to see him, even if it was a light hug.

"Dad knows you've been wronged for so many years, but after revenge, Dad won't care about you anymore."

"Dad, you will never understand, you will never understand, you know, when I saw the moment when he Lianjing forcibly occupied Jing Jiajia's body, I seemed to see myself, Dad, have you ever loved my mother?"

Boson was stunned, love? It seems to be a far away thing. When rong'er was three years old, Huanhuan had left. For nearly 30 years, he didn't know whether he still loved her or not.

"Dad, I suddenly miss him very much. I want to go crazy. I want to find him and tell him all this. I love him. Even if we can't be together again, I still want to see him."

Bosheng sighed and walked gently to Mo Rong and held her in his arms. "Rong'er, dad knows your pain. After Dad killed Shi Lian, we'll leave here and never come back, okay?"

"Dad, I don't care whether he is Han Bing's son or not. I really love him. If it weren't for you, we would have been engaged twelve years ago. Now the children are at least ten years old. Dad, I'm thirty-two years old. I'm no longer the 20-year-old girl twelve years ago. I need a home and a man."

Bosheng was surprised by Mo Rong's sudden change. She had always been a sensible and good girl. Why did she suddenly become like this? Something must have happened tonight, but after all, it was father and daughter. He still knew his daughter. He only thought for two minutes. He made a decision. He patted Mo Rong gently, "Well, if you want to leave now, Dad won't stop you, because dad also wants you to be happy."

Mo Rong gently closed her eyes. After a while, she opened her eyes and gave Bosheng a hug. She simply packed her things and left.

Standing by the window, looking at his daughter's back as she hurried to the gate with her luggage, boson was in a complex mood at this moment. He asked himself whether it was right or wrong to stick to it for 26 years. However, standing by the window for a whole hour, he didn't get a satisfactory answer. On the contrary, his heart began to get uneasy gradually.