They said they were father and daughter, but to put it bluntly, it was just an adoption relationship.

It shows that Jiujiu is just a child raised by Mo An, but now, looking at Mo An's appearance, his feelings for Jiujiu seem to be very deep.

But it doesn't matter. As long as she marries Mo An and has children of her own in the future, Jiujiu will be a roadblock for her children. The more tense the relationship between her and Mo An, the better. It's best to make the fight intolerable. In this way, Mo An

All An's money and talents belong to her children.

It was time for Yu Xinyue to reach out and pat Mo An's back gently, comforting softly: "Don't be too angry. It's not worth getting so angry."

"Get out." Mo An opened Yu Xinyue's palm, moved his lips, and spoke in a sinister and cold tone.

Yu Xinyue trembled, blinked in shock, and looked at Mo An in confusion, thinking that she had heard wrongly.

Although Mo An is indifferent, he treats others politely and like a gentleman. How could he let himself go?

But before Yu Xinyue could react, Mo An spoke again: "Go away, I don't want to say it a third time."

There was a look of humiliation on Yu Xinyue's face. She was a girl from a big family. Although she liked Mo An, she had her own dignity. She stayed in the Mo family for six years for Mo An, but this does not mean that

She must be scolded by Mo An and used as his punching bag.

Yu Xinyue bit her lip, picked up her backpack and was about to leave, when Mo An's deep voice came from behind: "You don't have to go to the company anymore."

When Jiujiu left, although she didn't say anything, Jiujiu was clearly telling him that she didn't like Yu Xinyue.

Since he doesn't like Yu Xinyue, he will naturally not deal with Yu Xinyue.

Yu Xinyue's face turned pale, her body trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, and she walked away without looking back.

But even if Yu Xinyue left, he and Jiujiu still broke up.

The matter of trying to make him forget Jiujiu through women became the matter of breaking up with Jiujiu.

Mo An only felt that his heart seemed to be extremely uncomfortable.

Jiujiu took Xiao Moyu's arm and walked out of the restaurant. It wasn't until Mo An could no longer see her back that she looked at Xiao Moyu and said, "Are you stupid? You don't know how to avoid it?"

Mo An struck too hard, Xiao Moyu's fair cheek was hit so hard that the corners of his mouth were cracked, and his appearance was almost disfigured.

In response to Jiujiu's slightly awkward concern, Xiao Moyu pursed his lips and revealed a smile: "It doesn't matter."

Yes, what does it have to do with it? It instigated the relationship between Jiujiu and Mo An, and the two of them had physical contact. There is nothing better than this. A little flesh injury, what does it matter?

Jiujiu sighed, looked at half of Xiao Moyu's bruised cheek, stretched out his index finger and gently poked Xiao Moyu's bruised cheek, causing Xiao Moyu to let out a sigh of relief.

Wei reluctantly held Jiujiu's delicate little hand and sighed: "Don't make trouble."

Jiujiu pursed her lips, curled her lips, and looked sideways at Xiao Moyu with a trace of doubt in her eyes: "Xiao Moyu, have we met before?"

Why does it feel so familiar? It seems that since Xiao Moyu started chasing him, he has become different from before. Although the appearance is still the same as before, the core seems to have changed, as if the original Li Xia has become himself.

Same.

It's just that Xiao Moyu's changes are not that obvious.

Xiao Moyu still had a slight smile on his face, and said softly: "Maybe I saw it in my dream."

Jiujiu: "..."

Jiujiu was very satisfied with the way she dropped a bomb in Mo An's heart. After all, nothing can be broken without establishing. Only when Mo An deeply understands how uncomfortable he will be without him will he really cherish himself. Otherwise,

No matter what she did, it was of no use.

Jiujiu took Xiao Moyu to the hospital and prescribed some ointment. The two of them sat on a couch outside the hospital, gently placed their fingers on his face and carefully applied the ointment to him.

Xiao Moyu's skin is very white with fine pores. He is obviously a man, but his skin is better than that of a woman. It feels cool to the touch, with the smoothness and coolness of jade. It is indescribably comfortable, but it also makes the pain on his face

The purple mark looked even more dazzling.

But as if he couldn't feel the pain, there was a smile at the corner of his mouth. Jiujiu pressed Xiao Moyu's face angrily and said angrily: "Smile, smile, smile like a fool, what's the matter?"

funny."

Xiao Moyu held Jiujiu's little hand: "Are you happy?"

Jiujiu: "You're happy, just?" Jiujiu frowned and looked at Xiao Moyu with some worry.

Although Mo An is angry, he won't do anything to himself. Just because he won't do anything to himself, doesn't it mean that he won't do something to Xiao Moyu?

Regarding Jiujiu's worries, Xiao Moyu just smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy."

Jiujiu bit her lip, thought for a moment, and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you." I won't let Mo An do anything to you.

After all, Xiao Moyu offended Mo An because of himself. If Xiao Moyu was hurt because of him, he would have committed a serious sin.

Xiao Moyu: "Okay, thank you."

Jiujiu raised her head and looked at Xiao Moyu's eyes. Xiao Moyu's eyes were as bright as a piece of crystal clear crystal. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised with a slight arc. Unlike Mo An's reserved likes, Xiao Moyu was like a piece of crystal.

Like a clear mirror, his eyes clearly reflected his inner emotions, pampering, tenderness and lingering love.

"Thank you." Jiujiu looked at Xiao Moyu and said sincerely.

Because they were disturbed by Mo An, the two of them could only find a restaurant and have a simple meal. After the meal, Xiao Moyu held Jiujiu's hand and walked along the street like old friends.

When the time was almost up, Jiujiu called the housekeeper to pick her up.

Jiujiu originally asked the housekeeper to take Xiao Moyu home first, but Xiao Moyu insisted on taking the bus.

Jiujiu knew Xiao Moyu's inner persistence, so she did not continue to force her. She waved her hand and let the housekeeper drive.

Until Jiujiu left, the smile that had been on Xiao Moyu's face suddenly fell.

Jiujiu just got into the car. The housekeeper looked at Jiujiu worriedly, opened his mouth, and looked at Jiujiu hesitantly.

Jiujiu: "What's wrong? Grandpa Housekeeper."

The housekeeper sighed: "Miss, did you quarrel with the young master?"

Jiujiu pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows, curled her lips, and said in a coquettish tone: "He punched my boyfriend, don't I have the right to be angry?"

Thinking of the dazzling purple bruise on Xiao Moyu's face, the displeasure on Jiujiu's face became more intense, and her little mouth curled up even higher.
Chapter completed!