Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 237 Heartache, Heartbroken

Swallowing her saliva, Du Ruo continued, "You buy her Zuhair Murad's clothes, whether it's advanced customization or not, she can't resist, she likes Bigbang's songs, and almost all the delicacies...Mr. Qiao, I put my I've told you everything I know, don't hurt me!"

"Kill me." Cong Yi really couldn't stand it anymore.

Du Ruo is an idiot, she really hopes that Qiao Moshen will kill him directly.

"No, Cong Yi, don't say that, you can't die, I don't want you to die!" Du Ruo said anxiously, her voice was full of tears.

Cong Yi only felt a gunshot in her ear, and she was killed immediately.

Jomo nodded deeply, "Well, the second thing, if there is anything she needs to do in the future, both of you should call me as soon as possible, and I will not treat you badly."

Cong Yi came back to life, "Liang Chen, I really lost."

Of course, Qiao Moshen didn't know who Ye Liangchen was, and he didn't bother to inquire about it. Seeing that Du Ruo kept nodding over there, he took the iPad on one side, and motioned for the people on the other side to seal the mouths of the two people, and sent I sent the video to Tong Xiaoyun.

"Hey, you two are talking!" Tong Xiaoyun yelled, interrupting Cong Yi and Du Ruo's memory.

When the two returned to reality, neither of them told Tong Xiaoyun about that memory, which was also ordered by Qiao Moshen.

Du Ruo glanced at Cong Yi again, and leaned forward, "I didn't like Ai Lu's arrogance, so I told Mr. Qiao, Xiao Yun, I did it for your own good, really."

Tong Xiaoyun clasped her arms around her chest and nodded, "I know, you are doing it for my own good, but this is the last time...Every time it is the uncle who comes out, I am really about to become a waste, do you understand?"

However, having said that, she is still very grateful to Qiao Moshen.

That nasty old man silently shielded her from the wind and rain, overcame thorns and thorns, but didn't tell her.

How could she dare not move?
He raised his hand and looked at the time, it was already 02:30 in the afternoon.

There were still two classes in the afternoon, but she didn't want to go to it, since it wasn't an important class anyway.

"I'm asking for leave in the afternoon, you two go back to class, I'm going to find the uncle." She said, took out her wallet, went to the front desk to pay the bill, and left the coffee shop.

Before arriving at Qiao Moshen's company, Tong Xiaoyun went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of red roses for Qiao Moshen.

Sending flowers is not just for men, women can also send flowers to their loved ones.

That's right, Qiao Moshen is her beloved.

However, she hasn't confessed her love to Jomo yet, why is that?

Because she was waiting for an important opportunity.

The necklace that was previously ordered for Jomoshen has not come back, it will probably be on Christmas Day.

Tong Xiaoyun decided to wait until Christmas, when she gave him a necklace engraved with their two names, and then told him that she loved him, how romantic it would be!

Thinking of this, the corners of Tong Xiaoyun's mouth rose unconsciously.

After getting out of the car, she held the large bouquet of roses in her hand, and walked briskly into the president's exclusive elevator.

All the way to the top floor, the elevator door opened with a "ding".

Tong Xiaoyun glanced at the rose in his hand, the smile on his lips deepened, and he walked towards the president's office with light steps.

"Well... Mo Shen, don't... we can't... I'm sorry Xiaoyun... ah..."

Tong Xiaoyun's cheerful footsteps suddenly stopped.

This voice is... Tong Xiwen?

"Ah... Mo Shen, I... I love you too..." Tong Xiwen's ambiguous moans came from Qiao Moshen's office continuously.

Tong Xiaoyun's breathing was tight, his mind went blank, and when he let go of his hand, the bunch of bright red roses fell to the ground without any resistance, and the rose petals scattered all over the ground.

Suddenly something swelled from the bottom of her heart, as if it was agitating her, she couldn't help but quicken her pace and strode forward.

However, in the end, he didn't have the courage to push open the door in front of him.

Everything inside was so cruel to her.

She didn't have the courage to face it.

Tong Xiwen's groans continued, every word and every sentence was like a thorn, piercing into Tong Xiaoyun's heart fiercely.

She stood in a daze at the door of the president's office, her gradually moist eyes were tightly twisted on the door in front of her.

That piercing sound came from inside that door.

There is Qiao Moshen's office.

Tong Xiwen called Qiao Moshen's name.

Tong Xiaoyun's heart was suffocated, and her brain finally resumed functioning.

My heart started to hurt.

A pair of star pupils that were originally radiant were now covered with a thick layer of mist.

His heart seemed to be tightly squeezed by a pair of invisible hands, and he couldn't breathe.

In front of her eyes, she and Qiao Moshen passed by every moment from their encounter to the present.

At this moment, the sweetness and warmth of these days were all eliminated by Tong Xiwen's groans.

The love he had just confirmed for Qiao Mo in his heart turned into a sharp knife at this moment, twisting fiercely there.

Her heart was bloody.

Big drops of tears flowed down her pale cheeks.

Tong Xiaoyun was so sad that she cried out, and quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, not wanting to cry out.

At this moment, she realized that she actually loved him so much, and that's why she was hurting so much that her heart was broken.

but……

She loves him so much, but he doesn't seem to love her at all, he doesn't even like her, otherwise, he wouldn't be with other women...

Was it really just for revenge that he kept her by his side?
Well, he really hit it off.

Because, she is in pain now, so painful that she fell into the abyss, as if her soul was broken.

The footsteps moved slowly, staggered, and retreated.

Tong Xiaoyun stared closely at the door in front of her eyes dimmed by tears, and finally turned around to leave. When she pressed the elevator button, she even acted in a panic.

She wanted to leave here quickly, Tong Xiwen's voice, calling Qiao Moshen's name, was like a poison to her.

Her bright red beating heart was corroded by the poison bit by bit, causing severe pain.

The chill in my heart spread, and the despair was never as violent as this moment.

The elevator door finally opened, and Tong Xiaoyun hurried in, feeling the elevator keep falling, just like her heart.

Finally, the painful crying could not be suppressed, echoing in the small space of the elevator.

In Tong Xiaoyun's ears, the sound of her own distressed cries lingered, as if a mountain was pressing on her heart, she couldn't even breathe.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened in front of my eyes.

She rushed out, and rushed out with all her strength.

She wanted to leave here, leave Qiao Moshen's side, and never see him again.

suddenly...

She suddenly felt that the idea was terrible.

never see him again... never see him again...

As she recited these words silently in her heart, her heart felt even more painful, as if someone was using a rusty saw to tug at her heart, dripping with blood.

She couldn't bear it, hated the man she called him uncle, couldn't bear the man who always cared for her, couldn't bear the man who always despised her but spoiled her in his heart, couldn't bear the man who always silently did so much for her the man...

"Uncle..."

These two words that contained everything to him, she called out with all her strength, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, squatting at the door of the group building, crying loudly, her frail shoulders trembling of.

"Madam President... are you okay?"

A cautious voice of inquiry suddenly sounded, and then the person continued, "Madam President, I'll call the President down..."

"No!" Tong Xiaoyun didn't know where the strength came from, she stood up abruptly, looked at the security guard in front of her with teary eyes, sobbed a few times, and strode away.

She can't see Qiao Moshen yet, and she doesn't know how to face him.

Perhaps, this is the price she chose to stay with Qiao Moshen to make amends.

Perhaps, this is what she should bear.

However, not now.

Maybe wait a little longer, her heart will stop hurting, and it will be fine.

But now, she didn't want to see Qiao Moshen, she didn't want to see him.

"President's wife!" the security guard yelled anxiously, looked at the direction Tong Xiaoyun was running away at a loss, paused, turned around and returned to the building, and came to the front desk, "Call Assistant Lu and let him tell President, the wife of the president ran away crying!"

……

The weather was fine and sunny.

Tong Xiaoyun wandered helplessly on the road, obviously the road was at her feet, but she lost her direction.

My heart was gloomy and it was raining.

Where should she go now?

go home?
Which home are you going back to?

These days, she has regarded Qiao Moshen's home as her own.

Just before coming to the company, she regarded it as the place where she lived for the rest of her life, but now, she suddenly felt that she had no home.

She was like a child who couldn't find a home, crying and walking down the road in a daze, but didn't know where to go.

Tong Xiwen's voice kept echoing in my ears, a heart was like being pricked by a needle, it hurt so much!

This road seems to have no end, I don't know how long it took, Tong Xiaoyun, who was overly sad, just felt that the world was spinning suddenly, and everything was whizzing by in front of his eyes.

"Uncle...uncle..."

She called to him one after another, and suddenly, a powerful force came, pulling her into a broad embrace.

Behind him, a car sped past at high speed, and a huge wind blew up, causing Tong Xiaoyun's skirt to dance along with it.

Her breathing was stagnant, and her whole body was stiff.

This embrace...

No, not him.

That strange breath lingered on the tip of Tong Xiaoyun's nose, pulling out all the disappointment in Tong Xiaoyun's heart.

She thought it was him.

It turned out that she still wanted him to appear so much, and even, at that moment just now, a terrible thought popped up in her heart.

As long as he appears, she can forget everything that happened just now.

Only at this moment, she denied the idea just now.

She didn't want her love to become so humble.

"Honey, don't scare me."

An evil voice sounded, and Tong Xiaoyun's shoulders were clasped tightly by a pair of big palms.

Duan Wangshu gently pushed her away, his evil eyes fell on her little face full of tears, his heart throbbed.

Mo Mei frowned slightly, and he subconsciously ignored the pain, slowly raised his hand, and wiped away the tears on her face with the pulp of his thumb.

Tong Xiaoyun still resisted having such close contact with other men other than Qiao Moshen, sobbed a few times, raised his hand to push his hand away, and put a distance away from him, "Why are you here?"

Duan Wangshu's eyebrows regained their previous evil charm, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes shone brightly under the golden sunlight, "Didn't I say that we are destined for each other, why are you crying?"

"It has nothing to do with you, just now...thank you for saving me." Tong Xiaoyun's voice became cold, with a slight sense of distance, she looked up at him again, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Why is it okay?" Duan Wangshu stretched out his long arms, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back, "Do you know that when I see your tears, I really feel distressed?"

(End of this chapter)