C90 (1/2)

Mo Zixiao was still holding the cup of tea, which was already cold to the extreme. He sat there silently with his head bowed, not moving at all.

He could let go of the past, but he could not let go of the present. Even though he knew that the woman did not love him, he could not be magnanimous enough to let her go.

She was the only hope he had ever seen in his long despair. Even though he knew that hope might eventually turn into despair, he still couldn't let go.

Thus, he fell into a dilemma.

Since he couldn't let go of her and couldn't spoil her as much as before, he didn't know what to do with her next.

Xia Xinxin had been sitting on the sofa, quietly observing him. The story he had just told was full of calculations and calculations, but it was filled with blood. The smell of blood, however, gradually allowed her to clearly see his true personality.

For example, how could a man who was deceived and assassinated by a lover but still chose to forgive and let go be a kind and generous man?

In fact, for the sake of the woman who had hurt him so much, he was willing to give up the doctor job that he liked and willingly become the head of the Mo family.

In order not to destroy the beauty in his heart, he had actually hidden that secret in his heart for many years.

He was clearly a responsible and loyal man!

At this moment, if she still doubted his character, his words, then she was really blind!

She had been so badly hurt by Xiao Bo Yao that even though Mo Zi Xiao kept confessing to her and doted on her so shamelessly, she actually questioned his sincerity repeatedly because she had been cheated!

She deserved to die!

What should she do now?

Her repeated escapes must have made him stop believing that his feelings for her really existed, right?

How could she turn the tide?

Who would teach her? Who would tell her what to do next?

For a moment, she was filled with regret and restlessness.

After a long time, she finally clenched her teeth, stood up, and walked towards him. She decided to admit her mistake to him and tell him that she was just feeling jealous and doubtful for a moment. That was why she did such a stupid thing that made him sad.

She regretted it! He really regretted it!

He walked behind him and stood there hesitantly for a moment. Then, he gathered up his courage and stretched out his hand to grab the cold tea in his hand. ”This tea is cold. Shall I refill your cup of tea?”

However, he suddenly reached out and opened her hand. Caught off guard, she only saw the sound of the teacup falling to the ground as it shattered into pieces.

She stared blankly at the puddle of water on the ground, but he just stood there and turned away, leaving her alone.

She smiled wryly, thought for a while, then went to the kitchen to get a broom to slowly clean up the porcelain pieces on the floor before going to the kitchen to cook.

Today, he left in a hurry in search of her. He probably didn't even have time to eat lunch, right?

Thinking of his pale face, he could not help but blame himself in his heart.

He fried a fried chicken, a steamed steamed fish, a fried vegetable dish and an egg soup of the Western Red Temple. It was simple and nutritious.

After the meal, the glass had been reinstalled, and the house had been cleaned and tidied up.

Looking at the clean and bright hall, it was pale yellow in color. The color of the light covered everything with a layer of warm color, causing people to feel warm.

Suddenly, she felt that this was her home. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had long since treated this place as her home in her heart. The man who might still be sulking upstairs was her most beloved person.

In this life, he had probably truly bound her, right?

Realizing this, her originally anxious heart suddenly calmed down, no longer feeling any of the previous restlessness.

Since she had hurt him, let time make up for it bit by bit!

It was enough that she loved him, and he loved her, and he believed that as time went on, he would be as sure as she was of the fact that her feelings had really come from her heart, without a trace of falsehood.

Taking off her apron, she grasped at her hair, which he had so badly messed up before, and calmly walked up the stairs.

The bedroom door was ajar, revealing a hint of light. It was quiet inside, as if no one was there at all.

He must be sitting there alone and sad, right?

As a person, he really liked to hide his thoughts. After hiding that secret for so many years, how much pain he suffered, how afraid he was of love, and how much he looked forward to it, she could truly understand it now.

It was precisely because she understood him that she was willing to lower her head, to unconditionally believe in him, and to become his Guardian Goddess in the future!

This time, even if he pointed a gun at her head and forced her to leave, she would never leave again.

When he had calmed down and finally realized that her love for him was all real, she would tell him everything about her life and she would not hide anything from him.