"I like the young master, not the Mo family. You won't let me in, and I don't want to either."
After Ruan Xin said this, she lowered her eyes slightly and nodded, "Thank you uncle and aunt for the hospitality. Ruan Xin will go back first."
When Ruan Xin turned around and left, she glanced at Mo Zhifei, wanting to comfort him and tell him not to be sad, but Mo Zhifei stubbornly stared in the direction of Master Mo and did not look back.
Seeing this, Ruan Xin could only sigh helplessly in her heart, then withdrew her gaze, turned around and walked out of Mo Mansion.
But there was still a dead silence in the courtyard.
I don't know how long it took, until there was a rumble of thunder outside and lightning struck outside, finally tearing open this strange and quiet hole.
Mrs. Mo also came to her senses, and she couldn't help but say: "It's raining too hard outside! Zhifei, did you bring your umbrella with you? Go and see him off quickly!"
"Madam..." Mr. Mo frowned and looked back at her unhappily. He was about to say something, but suddenly he turned around and saw Mo Zhifei running out without even saying hello.
"Madam, you are so serious, why did you let Zhifei go find him!"
"Otherwise... Master, I told you, it's useless. Zhifei just wants to be with Lu Xin wholeheartedly, and it's useless no matter how hard we force him. And as you can see, it's not just Zhifei who is stubborn, Look at Ruan Xin, who has such a proud temperament, how can he be someone who is willing to compromise with us?"
When Mrs. Mo said this, she sighed helplessly.
Although Mr. Mo has not let go, Mrs. Mo really understands in her heart that the heirs are beyond their control. But right now, they only have a precious son, Mo Zhifei. If even the son is not happy, then what will happen to him? What about the future...
…
Mo Zhifei randomly found an umbrella and ran out. Originally, it would be fine for him to just hold the umbrella and walk, but he didn't. He chased him almost all the way to the end of the street before chasing him into the rainy night. That familiar figure.
He then slowed down, but the man had already noticed something... Ruan Xin turned around holding an oil-paper umbrella and saw Mo Zhifei standing not far behind him. She didn't know how he walked like an adult. On the road, his outer robe was splashed wet by the rain, and his hair was wet with water droplets sticking to his forehead, dripping from his handsome and strong face. His eyes were darkly staring at Lu Xin, It's like...
It was as if the stars had been shot down, becoming thin and broken, leaking light, and being obscured by darkness.
It's very distressing to look at.
Ruan Xin glanced at it, then said nothing, walked towards him, lowered her head and took Mo Zhifei's hand, grabbed his fingers, and said softly: "Why are your hands so cold?"
Mo Zhifei pushed his hand away silently, not letting him touch it, fearing that the coldness on her body would get to him.
However, Ruan Xin quickly reached out and grabbed him, raised her face slightly, looked at him in the heavy rain, and asked him: "Do you want to go back with me?"
He spoke a little slowly, and his voice was like the sound of cold rain, but there was a gentle dark light in his eyes, as if it was shining into the tiny stars under his eyes, making his stars shine again. Gather together and continue to shine.
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After returning to his residence, Ruan Xin took the person into the house, lit the lamp, and
(End of chapter)