The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 385 Really Love You

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The orphanage is very lively today, the weather is cold, caring people have sent cotton-padded clothes and quilts to the children, and every November, the Fengsheng Group will donate a batch of daily necessities for winter.

This year is no exception, and this time the leader is He Xiaoxiao.

Dean Wang led the caregivers, and the children lined up in two rows at the door, applauding and welcoming the convoy led by He Xiaoxiao, caring people.

Knowing that there was an activity at the orphanage that day, Mo Yiting also arrived early in her car. She was wearing ordinary casual clothes, combed her ponytail, and put on light makeup on her face. The kid waved welcome.

He Xiaoxiao got off the car and saw Mo Yiting standing next to Dean Wang at a glance, he was stunned.

I haven't seen her for a month, and Mo Yiting has lost weight, but the smile on her face is so bright, under the sunlight, she is so beautiful that people can't help but be dazed.

Is this the arrogant and willful Miss Mo from a few years ago?

"Hey, Ms. Mo, that handsome young man is the leader of Fengsheng Company, and today he led the team to give gifts." Dean Wang applauded, smiled and gently touched Mo Yiting with his elbow.

Mo Yiting turned her head suddenly, and followed her gaze to He Xiaoxiao who was beside the car.

The two looked at each other, unable to tell whether it was excitement or embarrassment, Mo Yiting blushed, while He Xiaoxiao had a complicated expression, wanting to laugh but seemed unnatural, surprised, his eyes returned to their usual warm and friendly eyes.

Zheng Miaomiao, who came with him, also found Mo Yiting. The surprise in her eyes was no less than that of He Xiaoxiao. This noble Miss Mo family looked so ordinary and pure this time.

Compared with her, Zheng Miaomiao was dressed stylishly and beautifully, with high curly hair, earrings and necklaces, elegant and beautiful.

Ever since she established a relationship with He Xiaoxiao, Zheng Miaomiao has concentrated on grooming her appearance, because it is He Xiaoxiao's face that she is going out now.

But for some reason, when He Xiaoxiao's gaze stayed on Mo Yiting, Zheng Miaomiao felt something was wrong.

This morning, he was so beautifully dressed, He Xiaoxiao just glanced at her, and didn't praise how good-looking she was.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go." Not wanting them to look at each other any longer, Zheng Miaomiao took He Xiaoxiao's arm and walked into the orphanage.

Mo Yiting's sweet smile gradually dimmed, she was not a child, Zheng Miaomiao's posture, her natural hand-holding movements, and He Xiaoxiao's non-evasion...

They are always telling her a fact - Mo Yiting, we are in love!

Mo Yiting hugged the child as if losing her soul, followed the principal into the room, and sat down to listen to He Xiaoxiao. She kept her head down when the yard spoke. No matter the children around her called her or smiled at her, she didn't respond much.

When carrying supplies, Zheng Miaomiao came to help her, approached her, smiled at her in a victorious manner, and said softly: "Miss Mo, Xiao Xiao and I have agreed to get married in the spring of next year, do you want to come?" ?”

Mo Yiting's face turned pale immediately, and her lips lost their color. As she thought, they were really in love.

She didn't feel sad in front of Zheng Miaomiao, let alone shed tears. She raised her head and smiled faintly, "Congratulations then, I hope you can grow old together!"

She has always been calm and composed, as if nothing had happened, she would smile politely when meeting He Xiaoxiao head-on, which made Zheng Miaomiao feel incredible.

The two-hour activity passed quickly, and as soon as He Xiaoxiao and the others left, Mo Yiting also bid farewell to the director, and drove away from the orphanage.

She didn't know how she drove the car into Jiangbian Park, but she did come here and sat on a bench.

The autumn wind is rustling, and the fallen leaves are falling. A row of ginkgo trees by the river keeps falling yellow leaves, floating on the half-yellow and half-green lawn.

Mo Yiting's heart also seemed to have fallen too many dead leaves, it was messy and crowded, and it made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The river was blown by the wind, causing waves/waves to ripple. She stared blankly at the surface of the water, and what Ling Kexin said a few days ago was ringing in her ears...

"Yi Ting, I'm so happy for you. You have completely changed, and you have become a good girl who people like and admire."

"Yi Ting, I believe that in the near future there will be a very good man who likes you and truly loves you!"

I really love you... It turns out that Ling Kexin had something in her words!

She knew that He Xiaoxiao didn't really love her, and Ling Kexin was very clear about what kind of girl He Xiaoxiao liked.

She is stupid, she has been waiting, has been waiting...

Waited for six years!Six years of the best youth.

How many six years are there in life?But she just waited, foolishly, full of expectation, without complaint or regret.

For him, she went to the lady class to study, for him, she cut off all entertainment activities, for him, she no longer willful and coquettish, for him, she learned to love others, help others, until now willingly, naturally...

But He Xiaoxiao couldn't see it, maybe, he didn't want to see it all the time, it was her wishful thinking!

Tears fell silently, and Mo Yiting's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at the river vaguely.

There were many withered and yellow leaves floating on the river, drifting with the wind, she slowly stood up, her feet were a little dangling.

It was noon at this time, and no one was moving around on the riverside. She stood blankly on a high place by the riverside, with a railing rope in front of her. As long as she stepped over, people could jump straight to the river.

I never thought that I would have such a fragile day, but today, Mo Yiting really felt like a glass doll, carrying others behind her back, her body and mind were all cracked.

Her beloved man had already made a choice, he didn't wait until two years later, he quickly chose Zheng Miaomiao.

The year she needed became a luxury, and her dream was completely shattered!

The wind is so cold, and the tears flowing on the face are also so cold. It has been cold, and my heart is so cold.

Opening her hands, her clothes are fluttering, her hair is fluttering, and there is a smile on her face, which is also ethereal...

"Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao... Xiao Xiao..." She suddenly opened her mouth and shouted, hysterical, facing the river, shedding tears.

She moved forward step by step, and just as she stepped over the fence, a long arm suddenly stretched out, hugged her waist, and she fell into a broad chest.

"Yi Ting, why are you so stupid?" It was a familiar thick male voice, anxious and angry, serious and cold, "Are you worth it for a man who doesn't love you?"

Mo Yiting was lying softly in his arms, and his strong arms were around her. She was safe, but she didn't feel at ease.

Slowly closing her eyelids, she looked at his dark face, and smiled bitterly and self-deprecatingly, "You think I'm going to jump into the river?"

"Isn't it?"

"Oh! I wouldn't be so stupid." With tears in her eyes, she pretended to be indifferent, and what she said next was even more ironic.

"Qiao Zhenzhong, are you following me again? Aren't you tired? It's really hard for you. Is it because of your father? Yes, I'll call my elder brother later and ask him to talk to the people above. If you leave your father, then you don’t have to follow me.”

After listening to her words, Qiao Zhenzhong's black eyes were so fixed that he couldn't see any white, his lips trembled angrily, and the expression on his face was ever-changing.

Yes, he approached her and followed her because of his father!

However, after several contacts, he found that he really fell in love with the daughter of this "enemy", although it was completely impossible for the two families to get married.

But he couldn't control his emotions, and learned that she had been running to the orphanage and nursing home on weekends, so every weekend, he would go to these two places to find her.

Today, he found her, but he also saw He Xiaoxiao, when He Xiaoxiao left hand in hand with that secretary, he saw Mo Yiting come out in a daze...

"Mo Yiting, please open your eyes!" Qiao Zhenzhong said angrily, his voice full of displeasure.

"Why?" Mo Yiting pushed him away. She didn't want to be vulnerable in front of Qiao's family, because she was representing the Mo family at this time.

She stopped her tears and flicked her hair. She looked at Qiao Zhenzhong proudly, as if she had just performed a rehearsed one-man show just now, and now that she is off the stage, she has returned to normal.

Qiao Zhenzhong looked at this woman who was obviously crying in her heart and pretended to be arrogant on the surface, frowned, and impulsively stretched out her hands to hold her face, and sucked her lips domineeringly while she was screaming...

Mo Yiting opened her eyes, her eyes were dull, his kiss was still so cold and crazy, as if trying to suck her heart out.

Not breathing well, she began to struggle, kicking her arms and legs, but no matter how hard she tried, the man was like an iron wall.

He kissed her, sucking the sweetness from her mouth, ignoring the "greeting" of his fists and feet.

He didn't let her go until Mo Yiting was weak and blushed.

"Slap!" Just after taking a breath, Mo Yiting slapped him across the face again.

With a red face, Mo Yiting roared angrily: "Are you still a man? Do you know that you are taking advantage of others?"

"I'm a man! I'm doing what a man wants to do, and I'm also saying what a man wants to say! Please throw away the man who doesn't love you, and see the man in front of you clearly! Because he loves you!" Qiao Zhenzhong completely Ignoring the pain on his face, he stood up straight and growled solemnly.

Mo Yiting was stunned by his roar.

Qiao Zhenzhong looked at her clear eyes full of tears, his heart was throbbing again and again, he stretched out his hand again, gently embraced her in his arms, and gently stroked her hair.

"I know that you don't like me, and I also know that your whole family will not accept me, but I don't regret it..."

Bamboo Sea Garden Villa.

Ling Kexin put several dishes and two pastries into a convenience box one by one. Lu Qiaoer took off her scarf and said emotionally, "Young lady, you should stay here for the children to eat."

"Isn't there still at home?" Ling Kexin handed the bag to her, and patted her on the shoulder with a smile, "Go home quickly, don't make grandma wait too long."

Today is the weekend, Ling Kexin deliberately gave Lu Qiaoer a full vacation, and told her not to come over tomorrow and Sunday.

"Mommy, I want to buy a beautiful dress for the New Year's Day performance." As soon as Lu Qiaoer left, Mo Xinnian came down from the stairs, holding Ling Kexin's hand and arguing to go to the street.

"What about brother?"

"He's doing his homework."

"Then you go up and tell your brother to wait for Daddy to come back at home, and Mommy will take you there."

"Okay." Mo Xinnian went upstairs, pushed open the door of the study, and saw that Mo Zihao had turned on his father's computer, so he went up to have a look curiously, "Brother, do you understand?"

"I don't know how to teach myself."

"This is Daddy's company." Mo Xinnian clicked on the homepage of the Mo Group intranet.

"kindness."

"Brother, Mommy and I will go shopping for clothes, can you wait for Daddy at home?"

"Okay." Mo Zihao agreed straight away, he was free and quiet at home alone.

Not long after Ling Kexin took her daughter out, Mo Erye came home, and when he learned that the mother and daughter had gone to the street, he happily said to Mo Zihao, "Come on, Daddy will take you to ride a horse."

The racecourse, the favorite place for the rich to seek excitement, is located on a small island in the middle of the river, covering the entire island.

Mo Zihao came here twice. Before, Mo Erye took him to run the horse, but today he asked him to drive it himself.

Mo Erye didn't object. His son rode a white horse "Prince", which he kept in custody, and he rode a black horse, Heifeng. He raised his front hooves and threw the white horse behind him.

Mo Zihao didn't want to lag behind his father, so he raised his whip and hit the white horse's rear twice. The white horse suffered from pain and seemed to lose its temper.

There were a few maroon horses walking slowly in front of them, and the white horses rushed over as if frightened, which frightened them a lot, and one of the beautiful maroon horses ran wildly with Prince Charming.

"Ahh..." Lin Anya, who was wearing a tight red riding suit, turned pale with fright, screamed and tightly reined in the horse.