This afternoon, Bai Yueqiu told Mo Xuanyin everything that happened.

So, she knew very well why Mo Hanting became like this.

Of course, she was also very satisfied with the results she saw at this moment.

Because her purpose was to make Mo Hanting feel guilty.

She wanted Mo Hanting to repent and feel ashamed even if he just thought of the word Si Yan.

As long as he sees the two children, he will remember that it was Si Yan who was forced to death by him. He Mo Hanting did not deserve it! Mo Xuan's voice seemed to have nothing happened, and walked towards the door calmly.

I thought that Mo Hanting might not be able to accept this result when he came here, so he continued to mess with him.

But unexpectedly, Mo Hanting just sat quietly on the steps, staring at Mo Xuanyin who had passed by him step by step, and did not move.

Mo Xuanyin's retro long skirt swept through his arms, bringing a faint fragrance. With the cold air, it overflowed into Mo Hanting's nose. This body fragrance was completely different from Si Yan's body, which made Mo Hanting feel sad... He slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head.

After Mo Xuanyin entered the room, she turned around and looked at Mo Hanting's decadent and desolate back, and stared at her eyebrows.

But in just a moment, she constrained her gaze and closed the door directly.

She turned around and gently leaned against the door, and she was actually a little surprised.

She thought that after Mo Hanting knew the truth, he would be ashamed and repented because of the cruel things he had done to Si Yan.

But he didn't expect that he would be so sad.

Sadness...                                                                                                                             �

If I hadn't clearly known that Mo Hanting didn't love Si Yan, Mo Xuanyin would even think that he was so sad now because of love... Mo Xuanyin shook her head, but couldn't shake off the irritability that had just come out of her heart.

So she walked around the main hall and went to the piano room behind, opened the window, let the cold wind pour in, and sat at the piano table and gently plucked the melodious and melodious songs, winding out from the gaps between her fingers.

Mo Xuanyin closed her eyes and forced herself to play the piano without distraction. Her original chaotic mood was slightly calmed down by the calming sound of the piano.

After her mood completely recovered, she finally left the piano table and went to wash and turn off the lights to go to bed.

But that night, Mo Xuanyin slept extremely uneasy.

Because after closing her eyes, she could always remember Mo Hanting's pitiful look just now.

She woke up five or six times in the middle, turned her head from time to time and looked out the window, frowned.

No one is watching Mo Hanting's performance anymore. He must have left long ago, right?

No, so what if he doesn't leave?

He wanted to stay here himself, he asked for it! Mo Xuanyin put the soft quilt on her body, turned her back toward her face, and turned her back to the window.

But she couldn't sleep any longer.

Until the skylight outside illuminated the room little by little, Mo Xuanyin finally lifted the quilt and sat up in anger.

She turned her head and looked out the window, gritting her teeth.

Damn Mo Hanting! He really has a hard time for himself and doesn't make others feel good! Mo Xuanyin got out of bed, pulled up her soft slippers, casually pulled down a red cloak from the clothes hanger at the end of the bed and wrapped it around her body, and went straight to the main hall and opened the door.

She had just come over with a skeptical attitude to make sure.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hanting was really still there! He still maintained his posture last night and sat stiffly on the steps at the door.

What made Mo Xuanyin even more speechless was that she had insomnia all night, but she had no idea that it had snowed last night.

At this moment, the snow outside the door had already passed Mo Hanting's ankle.

Although we can shelter from the rain under the eaves of the door, Mo Hanting's body and head were still covered with snowflakes swept by the wind.

After seeing that he opened the door, Mo Hanting could clearly hear the sound, but he still didn't move.

Mo Xuanyin's eyebrows turned cold. He wouldn't be... tomorrow is his bone marrow-pulling day! Mo Xuanyin hurriedly stepped out of the main hall and squatted around him.

Seeing Mo Xuanyin appear, Mo Hanting's frozen face had not moved, but the ink-colored pupils in his pupils slowly turned to Mo Xuanyin's face.

Seeing that he was not frozen to death, Mo Xuanyin breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, lowered her head and looked down at him with a condescending stern voice, and said coldly: "Yesterday, Xiaobai came back, and told me about the matter you had asked her.

You should already know that I am not your miserable wife, so why are you sitting here for?

Do you still don’t believe Xiaobai’s words and want me to cooperate with you for examination to make sure my uterus is still there?”

Hearing the word "uterus", Mo Hanting raised his head and followed Mo Xuanyin's gaze from the beginning, slowly moved down, and fell back on the white snow in front of him. He curled his frozen fingers slightly to conceal the sadness that surged out of his heart.

Seeing that he still didn't say a word, Mo Xuanyin could hardly suppress her anger.

She didn't sleep well all night, not just to see this bastard pretending to be mute: "What the hell are you trying to do! Talk!"

Mo Hanting lowered his eyelids, his low and mute and weak voice exuded a depressing sadness, "It's so cold."

Mo Xuanyin stared at her, nonsense! This was late winter, and it was snowing all night. It would be strange if he sat like this all night.

But she didn't say anything because she really didn't want to pay attention to boring topics like Mo Hanting.

She just wanted this bastard to disappear from her eyes immediately, she wanted to have a quiet sleep! Mo Hanting looked up again, looking at the beautiful figure in front of him with a rosy face reflected by the festive red flare on his body, thinking of Si Yan, who had been pale and weak since his marriage... He seemed to be talking to Mo Xuanyin, and murmured to himself: "The courtyard is already so cold, how cold should it be in the cold storage?

It must be...it's more difficult, more collapsed, more desperate..."                                                       

If you have endured these things, how can you trust those who treat you like this?

Opposite, when Mo Xuanyin heard this, she thought of the fact that she had been kept in the bungalow and cold storage again and again, and her body was so frozen that she was not as good as death. She couldn't help but stiffen... She didn't expect that Mo Hanting would say such things when he sat here all night.

Although she also knew that she had to restrain her emotions, her breathing was still a little heavier at this time.

Soon, she looked away, took out her arrogant attitude as an ancestor, showed an impatient look, and said coldly: "What's the cold here, the cold there? You've been frozen here all night to tell me these inexplicable crazy words?"

Seeing that Mo Xuanyin seemed to really not know what she was talking about, Mo Hanting smiled bitterly alone.

So, maybe, she is really not Si Yan... Maybe, Si Yan, she really has...
Chapter completed!