The world is so vast that it seems like he and she are the only ones left.
Mo Xier inexplicably liked the current environment.
A narrow space, a small world for her and him.
Qing Muchen drove very slowly today. Unlike when he was angry in the past, the car was like a horse that could not be reined in after it got loose, running smoothly all the way.
Probably for safety reasons, Mo Xier had a rare experience of his slow speed.
It was a long way from the hospital to Mo's house. Mo Xi'er was bored and fumbled to turn on the music in the car.
A very soothing English song, the classic old song "When-You-Love-Me". The slowly flowing melody, combined with the sound of raindrops outside, is like a chord, which is very nice.
Mo Xi'er leaned back on the chair, listening to the music, and couldn't help but glance in Qing Muchen's direction again.
Looking at his still cold face, she didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt an urge to explain.
Mo Xier knew that the right thing for him to do was to let his misunderstanding continue. He could think whatever he wanted, so that after the divorce in the future, the two of them could break up easily.
However, without even thinking about it, she had the urge to clarify, and just burst out of her mouth, "Mo Ye and I are not who you think."
Qing Muchen's hand shaking while driving the car seemed to have slowed down a bit.
"Mo Ye is not someone who would interfere in other people's marriages. If he really had this intention, he would not have followed my father's order to find me who was missing." Mo Xier thought for a while and explained.
Qing Muchen's expression, which was about to soften, suddenly tightened again after her words.
Didn't she also know that Mo Ye went to find her only on his father's orders
When Mo Xier saw something wrong with his expression, she realized what she had said and suddenly felt a little annoyed.
Is she getting darker and darker with more smudges
Mo Xi'er suddenly realized that her and Qing Muchen's thoughts were not on the same channel.
What she wanted to express seemed to always run counter to his understanding.
The more he explained, the less clear he became. Mo Xier simply didn't bother to explain.
Whatever he wants to think, let him!
Why does she care about his feelings
Turning his eyes towards the window, Mo Xier simply closed his mouth and said nothing.
Qing Muchen looked away from her coolly and continued to focus on driving his car.
The road up the mountain was slippery and difficult to walk on a rainy day, so instead of driving to the small villa the two had in Sicily, he drove back to Mo's house.
"Master Qing, the lady is back!" As soon as the car stopped at the gate, several bodyguards came forward holding umbrellas and helped open the car doors for the two of them. One of the umbrellas was handed to Mo Xi'er.
Mo Xi'er took the umbrella and originally wanted to walk directly into the house. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Qing Muchen behind her, who didn't care that she was getting wet. Her steps stopped and she still stepped back and walked towards him.
When she came to his side, she moved the umbrella in her hand halfway to his head, "Let's go in together!"
She actually had good intentions, but Qing Muchen gave her a mocking look in return.
Mo Xier was stunned and almost took the umbrella away from his head.
What did she do wrong again
"As expected of a good girl!" Qing Muchen looked away, sarcastically said, straightened his back and walked straight into the house.
Mo Xier froze on the spot, and it took him a while to realize what he said.
Did he take her recent behavior as a deliberate show of affection because he didn't want her parents to worry about their marriage