Chapter 313 When I was most desperate, I didn’t even think about killing you
Chu Yao looked cold and cold, without even a look of mercy.
Mo Ting straightened up, walked to Lu Zhenzhen's car, and knocked on the window.
"Miss Lu, I will leave two cars of people for you to escort you back."
Lu Zhenzhen curled his lips, not smiling, "Thank you."
Mo Ting nodded deeply and turned to leave, but Lu Zhenzhen called out "Mr. Mo" to stop her. Her face turned cold, and her eyes seemed to be filled with cold daggers. She looked directly at Mo Ting's face and said, "She is in the most desperate situation." I didn't even think about killing you."
Mo Tingshen's back froze for a moment, and he didn't look back. He hesitated for a moment before he reached the car, then opened the door and sat in the back seat.
Chu Yao supported his temples, his face was slightly drooped, his eyes were closed, and when he sat in, his breathing became heavy.
Very impatient.
“Drive.” Mo Ting said quietly: “Go back to Mo’s house.”
Chu Yao suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him, his cold and arrogant eyes sparkling with a trace of hatred wrapped in cold frost, "Mo Tingshen, you are just a human being."
He opened his eyes and frowned. Leng Wrinkle, "It's only been three years, and you don't even call me big brother anymore?"
Chu Yao pursed his lips so hard that the corners of his lips trembled with depression, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Are you worthy? ?”
Mo Ting leaned back in his chair and fell asleep. The light and shadow were dim and he could not see the expression on his face.
But quite indifferent.
His thin lips curled up coldly: "That's right."
Chu Yao laughed hard and seemed speechless. He fell back into the chair and leaned back without saying anything more.
The atmosphere in the carriage was once freezing.
Several cars left one after another.
Lu Zhenzhen looked away and glanced at the ashtray. There was still half of the cigarette. After it was squandered, he cut it off with his fingernails. The end with the tobacco leaves was connected to the other end.
It's enough to see how much force Chu Yao used.
Allowing her to have a hearty meal that was not a waste was probably the greatest tolerance that Mo Tingshen could give.
Lu Zhenzhen took out his cell phone, glanced at the time, and called Nan Jiaojiao. She opened her mouth and said: "Jiaojiao, Chu Yao was picked up by Mo Tingshen."
Nan Jiaojiao didn't sleep, looking up at the dusty ceiling, "Take it Where? ”
"The Mo family."
Nan Jiaojiao said nothing.
After a while, he replied: "I know, hang up."
She sat up, Bo Yanqing's arms were empty, and a little cold wind came in, and Nan Jiaojiao pushed down the quilt. , cover him up, and get out of bed gently.
As soon as the door closed, the man who was supposed to be sleeping opened his eyes, his dark eyes filled with silence.
Mohist family.
Brightly lit.
The car stopped in front of the main villa.
Mo Tingshen got out of the car first, and before he could open the door on the other side, Chu Yao had already pushed the door open, looked up at the luxurious villa soaked in light, and sneered coldly.
She walked in and all the servants who saw her respectfully called her Second Miss.
"Come back?"
Mo's father came out of the study on the second floor and happened to see Chu Yao come in. He stood on the steps and looked at her from above, "I've been waiting for you, let's eat first."
Chu Yao didn’t even give him a look.
She wandered around the living room. As expected, all the furniture and ornaments were replaced with new ones.
No matter how high Mo Tingshen stands, no matter how strong he develops the Mo family, he can't change the smell of copper in his heart, Mo Li. Everything he puts in his house is eager to have a price clearly stated.
Chu Yao walked slowly and faintly passed by the sofa.
Mo’s mother’s hand holding the teacup suddenly stiffened, and then she slammed the teacup onto the table with a loud bang.
“You don’t know how to bark when you see people. You haven’t learned any rules in three years here?!”
(End of this chapter)