Chris seemed to have heard something, and he snorted angrily and said, "Do you know why I didn't let Anelle stay until tomorrow morning?"
"Why?" Yesijue frowned, hearing something behind his words.
Chris said, "Don't know? Then you should reflect on it yourself."
After saying that, the phone was hung up.
Depend on!
Ye Sijue stared at the phone, as if he had the urge to smash it.
At this time, Mo Xiaomeng changed clothes and came out, and heard the conversation he had just had with Chris.
She walked up to Yesijue and asked in surprise, "You just said you could let me go back to the United States tonight? Really? You're not..."
Ye Sijue put his arm around her waist.
"You really want to go back tonight?"
Mo Xiaomeng was in a dilemma and didn't know how to answer.
She wanted to go back because she wanted to spend Christmas with her family. After all, it was not good to go back too late. She also missed the happy time of decorating Christmas with her family. This time was one of her favorite parts since she was a child.
But she really couldn't let him go.
The two emotions are very contradictory.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Ye Sijue didn't ask further questions, but a reassuring smile appeared on his lips.
"Okay, I know you can't bear to leave me, but I can't be too selfish. On such an important day as Christmas, of course I want you to go back and spend it with your family. Otherwise, what if your family has objections to me?"
He spoke empathetically, even though it wasn't his intention.
Mo Xiaomeng put her ear against his heart.
"I just can't bear to leave you..."
Yesijue stroked her hair gently, "I can't bear to leave you, so when you go back, you must miss me, miss me very, very much, you know?"
"Yeah!" Mo Xiaomeng laughed, her little head in his arms little by little.
Ye Sijue saw that it was getting late, so he called and asked his servant to arrange a car.
He took her to the airport himself.
But as soon as the two appeared, three foreigners came up to them and shouted, "Miss Anelle."
Mo Xiaomeng recognized these people and it was Chris who arranged to pick her up.
"Otherwise... I'll take Chris's flight..." I just wanted to say that it wouldn't be too much trouble.
However, before he finished speaking, Yesijue pinched his waist and said without any doubt, "Take my plane!"
Mo Xiaomeng nodded obediently, "Okay, okay, I'll take your seat."
However, after negotiation, the three foreigners were allowed to take Ye Sijue's plane together so that they could take care of Mo Xiaomeng and escort her home.
"When you get home, call me as soon as possible, got it?" Ye Sijue warned.
His private jet was lining up for the runway and there was still a little time to say goodbye.
Mo Xiaomeng clasped hands with him, nodded after listening to his words.
Soon, she was informed that she could get on the plane.
At this time, a strong feeling of reluctance surged into her heart.
She suddenly wanted to stay at all costs, not leave, not go back for Christmas.
I just want to stay with him.
Mo Xiaomeng pursed her lips and resisted the selfish impulse.
Because she knew that if she spoke out, Yesijue would probably not let her go immediately.
So, she couldn't say.
"Then... I'm leaving, you have to miss me." She warned reluctantly, as if she was afraid that he would miss her, and she could not let go of her holding hands.
"Well, let's go board the plane."
After the two said goodbye, Mo Xiaomeng's figure walked in and disappeared from his sight.
Ye Sijue stood there, clenching his hands hanging by his sides, holding back something, his blue eyes deep.
He was afraid that he would rush in and pull her back.
He never thought that one day he would like a girl so much that he would feel out of control for the first time.
—
At this time, the Yin family.
In the bathroom.
Mu Xiaoxiao was carried into the bathroom.
She was really sleepy, so sleepy that even if she felt something, she didn't want to open her eyes.
(End of chapter)