Mo Zeyan took her shoulder and said as they walked, "My parents divorced when I was a child, my mother took my brother abroad, and I lived with my father.
Soon after, I had a stepmother, and then I had a son and a daughter..."
Su Tang stopped walking. She was deeply shocked by the calm tone of his narration, as if he was talking about someone else's affairs.
In fact, Han Ke had heard some of the situation at Mo Zeyan's home and had told her about it; but it was far less shocking than when Mo Zeyan told her about it himself.
"You had a hard time back then, right?" A smaller version of Mo Zeyan's lonely figure even appeared in front of Su Tang's eyes.
Mo Zeyan saw the heartache and pity in her eyes. He smiled lightly and rubbed her little head, "Don't look at me like that. I'm not as hard-working as you think!"
Some sadness and sorrow have long since dissipated in the long flow of time, and his memories of childhood have become vague.
Su Tang felt sad, and she finally understood why he longed for the taste of home so much.
"How can it not be hard! Not to mention families like yours, even ordinary people would have a hard time! Your stepmother must be very powerful, right? Is she very harsh to you? Is she doing something behind your back?"
A lot of melodramatic plots appeared in Su Tang's mind. She never thought that these might have happened to Mo Zeyan.
Mo Zeyan held her face, thinking she was so cute that he really wanted to kiss her, but he resisted the urge to do so.
"Silly girl! I have never lacked for material things. I grew up with my grandma and received a lot of love and care.
Later, I skipped grades and went abroad to study smoothly. If my father had not had health problems, Tianze would have been on the verge of collapse, and I might never have come back in this life.
I might have done academic research instead of becoming a businessman.”
He wanted her to understand him, but there were some things that were inconvenient to mention at this time.
For example, the struggles and complicated relationships within the Mo family.
He wanted to get everything settled as soon as possible so that he could be with her. He wanted to take her under his wing and protect her as a treasure.
Su Tang whispered, "If you don't come back, how can I meet you..."
She bit her lip secretly. She had never thought about studying abroad. If Mo Zeyan was still abroad, she would only meet him in a dream. . . .
Mo Zeyan heard what she said and smiled. He looked at her affectionately and said, "So, now I am glad that I came back and met you..."
Su Tang's heart was hit hard by these words, and she didn't even dare to look up at his expression.
This guy was really good at talking sweet words. She didn't know how many times he had been in love or how many women he had had. She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to.
In fact, to be more precise, she didn't care much about this. That was his past. As long as she was involved in his future, she didn't want to dig into other things.
Maybe most women think this way and are willing to be a man’s last woman, while men are often just the opposite.
Seeing that she kept lowering her head in embarrassment, Mo Zeyan held her face again and asked, "Are you shy?"
"No!" Su Tang didn't want to admit it even though his face was blushing.
Mo Zeyan chuckled softly, the sound was very pleasant to the ear, and he suddenly hugged her in his arms, tightening his arms.
Su Tang did not struggle. Even when she pressed her hot cheeks against his cold coat, it seemed that she could not cool down.
The cold wind blew along the river bank, and from afar came the sounds of cars and pedestrians on the road. Only here it seemed like an isolated pure land, quiet and peaceful.
Mo Zeyan's embrace was so warm and solid. Su Tang immersed himself in the scent that belonged to him. He closed his eyes silently, and waves of sweetness surged in his heart. It would be great if time could stay at this moment.
Mo Zeyan was holding the soft and fragrant girl in his arms. Her sweet scent kept lingering in his nose. How could he not react
But he had been holding back because he was afraid of scaring her.
The two hugged each other for a while and then naturally separated. Su Tang looked up at him silently.
She saw stars in his deep eyes, but the gaze was too scorching. She was afraid that she would be burned if she looked at him again, so she didn't dare to look at him again.
She lowered her eyes to notice his taut jaw, his lips of just the right thickness, all so close.
Su Tang pursed her lips quietly. She controlled herself to look away. She couldn't watch any further, otherwise she was really afraid that she would do something crazy.
For example, just press your lips directly against those fatally charming lips and taste what they taste like.
Mo Zeyan silently watched her little movements in his arms, and scanned her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her originally rosy lips were bitten by her white teeth, making the color more vivid. There were sparkling lights in her clear eyes.
Under his undisguised gaze, she finally lowered her eyes in avoidance, her eyelashes like small brushes covering her watery eyes.
He couldn't hold back any longer and slowly moved closer to her lips.
Su Tang's heart was beating wildly and her breathing became heavier. She could feel him slowly approaching. She wanted to reach out and push him away like a mountain, but it felt like there were two little men fighting in her heart.
One villain said that girls should be reserved, and the other villain said that if you love, you should bear it.
She thought to herself, maybe she wanted to kiss him, too? She wanted to know what his lips felt like and tasted like.
However, because of the girl's unique modesty, she did not dare to take the initiative.
When she was with him, she was always filled with mixed emotions.
Mo Zeyan raised the corner of his mouth. He was testing whether his girl would let her go immediately if she pushed him at this moment.
She didn't move, but her eyes blinked faster and her breathing became disordered. Was she also expecting something like him
His straight nose almost touched the tip of Su Tang's nose, only one centimeter away.
The two people's breath mixed together as if they were playing.
At this moment, Su Tang's cell phone rang, breaking the ambiguous beauty of the moment.
“My phone’s ringing!”
Su Tang hurriedly struggled to break free from Mo Zeyan, and he also let go at the right time. Both of them felt a sense of loss in their hearts.
Su Tang took out his cell phone with trembling fingers. When he saw that the caller was from Hu Chen's home phone, he was both expecting it and feeling a little surprised.
The second time!
Last time it was her mother, this time it was Hu Chen, is this God's will? To make her less reserved
Hu Chen informed on the phone that he had returned home, "Sister, there was a traffic jam on the road, otherwise I wouldn't have taken so long to get back. Are you still with that brother?"
Mo Zeyan looked at her with a faint smile, his eyes and brows were gentle. Naturally, there were some things she couldn't say more.
Su Tang hummed, "Be good when you get home! Don't go to the game hall again, okay?"
Hu Chen on the other end kept making assurances, "I know! I will definitely keep my word!" He also whispered to Su Tang, "But sister, you must make the handsome guy my brother-in-law! Opportunities are rare and will never come back, do you understand?" (To be continued)