Love and Hate of Past Time

Mo Yanrui's face was immediately covered with frost: "what do you say?"

"Don't you understand? I've come to ask you to give me your thanks and gifts. " Bai Yu was smiling and innocent, but he was very happy. He was right! When he heard that Mo Yanrui had been busy with the US branch recently, he guessed that Mo Yanrui didn't know about it.

Now, Mo Yanrui's reaction confirms his idea.

With that, Bai Yu took out a small box with beautiful appearance from his pocket. It looked like a valuable jewel.

Mo Yanrui's heart is like falling to the bottom. Didn't she promise him that she would never see Bai Yu again?

Remembering his abnormal reaction when he said he would go to the United States and he said he would come back in the video, Mu Qingxuan connected all of them together.

He glanced at Bai Yu coldly and said, "leave the gift and I will give it to her for you."

"Don't you have any idea about it?" Bai Yu was not satisfied with his response.

Mo Yanrui got up and sneered at him condescensively: "Qingxuan is always kind. It's OK for her to take care of you when you have a serious accident. It's just ordinary sympathy. Should I think more about it?"

Bai Yu also stood up: "sympathy? I don't think so. " He bent down and put the gift on the table. When he passed Mo Yanrui, he whispered in his ear, "she stayed by my side for a day and a night after knowing that I was in a coma, until I woke up. Do you think our feelings for so many years really only have sympathy?" He had a light mouth and a proud smile in his eyes.

With that, he left Mo Yanrui's office.

Mo Yanrui waves his hand, and the gift box on the table falls to the ground. He rolls several times and beats the table hard.

"Why..."

On the dinner table, Xiaochen stares at a good dish with round eyes and sweeps his stomach: "Mommy, why doesn't Daddy come back? I'm so hungry... "

Mu Qingxuan looks at the time. It's not like Mo Yanrui's style. He doesn't notice in advance that he won't come back for dinner, but he doesn't see anyone at the dinner point. Is there any accident? Thinking of this possibility, her whole heart was pulled up.

"Xiaochen, why don't you have something to eat first."

Xiaochen refused her suggestion: "I'll wait for daddy to come back and eat together."

"Then I'll give him a call." She just picked up the mobile phone and heard a servant say "the young master is back".

Mu Qingxuan immediately went up and asked softly, "why is it so late today? I thought something happened."

When he came back, one of her hearts finally fell to the ground.

He looked at her thoughtfully, wondering whether she was really worried about him.

"Are you worried about my car accident?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Xiao Chen is hungry. Come and have dinner." Mu Qingxuan didn't think much about his words. He took his arm and took it to the dining table.

Throughout the evening, Mo Yanrui was more silent than usual. After dinner, he only accompanied Xiao Chen for a while and then went back to his study.

"Miss mu, the young master seems strange today. I don't know if he is too tired." Sister Lan said to Mu Qingxuan anxiously.

Mu Qingxuan thought, "well, I'll make some tea and have a look."

She took the tea and knocked on the door. When she heard the response from the inside, she gently opened the door. The strong smell of smoke came, and she twisted her eyebrows.

"Why do you smoke so much?" She put down her plate and spoke with concern.

He turned around slowly, and his eyes fell on the suit on the chair, where Bai Yu's gift was.

When he was just in the company, he thought that as soon as he entered the house, he couldn't help asking her why she didn't keep her promise. He could not predict what her answer would be, would say that this was what she should do, or would use the reason to refute.

But when she took his arm, all the words that she wanted to ask were stuck in his throat. He even repressed his emotions and didn't want her to notice the difference.

"Upset."

Mu Qingxuan also showed an expression of distress: "is there any trouble at work?"

"Well," he said. She knew that she could give him very little advice in this respect, and she didn't continue to entangle in this topic. She only said, "have a cup of tea first, and then think about how to solve it slowly."

He takes a sip, sits down and continues to read the papers on the desk. Mu Qingxuan also sits on the sofa not far away, grabs a book and turns it over. It seems that she doesn't intend to leave.

Twenty minutes later, he put down his pen and looked up: "do you have anything to tell me?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help it at last. He hoped that she could tell him frankly that she had met Bai Yu. As long as she is willing to take the initiative to explain and explain, or, he can still forgive her.

Mu Qingxuan didn't connect his question with Bai Yu's business at all. He thought that he was disturbing his work here, so he quickly shook his head: "no, you work hard. I'll go out first."She got up. Before she grasped the door handle, Mo Yanrui buttoned her waist from behind. His chest was close to her, and his breath slowly sprayed on her face: "are you really OK? Do you want to tell me?"

"What's the matter with you?" She frowned and still didn't mention Bai Yu.

His chest undulating, want to hold her neck, asked why she cheated him, why not willing to keep the promise, why not willing to be honest with him.

But after all, he still did not ask, he suddenly lowered his head and grabbed her lips, frantically kissing her cheek and neck.

Mu Qingxuan doesn't know what happened to him, but she can feel that he is in a bad mood today, so even if he is rude, she tolerates it.

He tugged at the front of her skirt with both hands, and it fell to the ground. He picked her up, swept away the papers on his desk and put them directly on it. He quickly untied his belt, suddenly, fiercely occupied her sweet body.

She was puffing and puffing, and her hand was on his shoulder, and her cheeks were stained with crimson.

"Mu Qingxuan, you can only be mine." He growled hoarsely. Only when she bloomed under him did he feel that they were very close. He hated the speculation in his heart, but he evaded to get an answer he didn't want at all.

"Say you're mine!" He quickened his pace, and she trembled all over, her cheeks redder.

"I I'm yours Her pink lips open and close, very attractive.

Hearing this, Mo Yanrui felt a little warm in his heart. He couldn't help sealing his red lips again. He knows that the promise is false, even if it is her promise, it may be broken. But he is so sad that he would rather listen to false promises than know the cruel truth.