C32 (1/2)
He didn't know what kind of sin he had committed in his previous life, to actually meet this man.
Did she owe him money in her previous life? He would be tortured like this for the rest of his life.
She sighed as she looked at the lights flashing outside the car window. When would such a torturous life come to an end?
If Qiao Mengran did not suddenly appear, perhaps she would have already found out the whereabouts of her brother from Aunt Hua.
Truly, if one was unlucky, one would choke to death just by drinking saliva …
She did not wake up until late morning because she was in bed. It was really because she had been tortured by that demon Han Mo for too long last night that she became like this.
He had been silent since he came back last night, but when he entered the room he had gone completely mad and pressed her against the wall.
It was unknown if it was because she had been angered by Qiao Mengran in the Qiao Family that she had become especially crazy towards her.
She was tossed around until the early hours of the morning, when she finally lost her strength and fell asleep.
In his heart, he was thinking if Yun Che thought of him as Qiao Mengran, and hence, he was somewhat resistant.
But in the end, she also had some subtle cooperation. When she thought about how she would actually react to that demon, Qiao Xinran almost wanted to slap him.
This man had tortured her to such a state, yet she still had fantasies about him. How stupid!
He walked to the bathroom and washed himself up and down. Only then did the shame in his heart lessen a little.
Although he didn't know why, he still felt a bit depressed. She did not come out of the bathroom until the servant came up and told her to go down for lunch.
During dinner, Uncle Chang chatted with her for a while, saying that Second Young Master would be back in a few days. Furthermore, Second Young Master's personality was cheerful, and would definitely be able to get along well with her.
This was the first time she had heard that Han Mo originally had a brother.
He couldn't help but imagine what this cold-faced man's little brother would look like.
After dinner, she suddenly remembered that school was also going to start in a few days, so shouldn't she go out and buy some daily necessities? Thinking about it here, he sent a message to Mo Shanshan, asking her to go shopping with him.
However, even after half a day, there was no reply. The other side actually hung up the phone and then turned off the phone.
Hmph, she really thinks of me as the Grandmother of Young Master Mo? She actually wanted me to go shopping with her. It's so beautiful, I'm not a servant!
Mo Shanshan angrily threw her phone to the side, and continued to lie on the sofa to watch TV.
Qiao Xinran sighed, Shan Shan had never hung up on her before, what's going on today? Could he be busy?
When he thought that he might have disturbed her, he felt somewhat embarrassed.
Forget it. I'll treat her to a meal and apologize when I meet her again. Shan Shan was her best friend, she definitely wouldn't be angry over such a small matter.
Thinking about it this way, he no longer apologized, it was just that he was really bored staying at home, he couldn't possibly stay and chat with Uncle Chang.
After rolling on the bed for a while, he finally got up and went to the garden.
These few days, Han Mo did not tell anyone to not let her out, so the servants did not dare to go out. After all, she was still the young mistress of this house.
He walked along the flower path until he reached the fake mountain. Just like last time, his eyes habitually looked towards the crack in the rock. Unfortunately, there was nothing inside, and there were no sketches.
That person probably didn't come today? She comforted herself.
Walking around the rockery toward the backyard, he saw a large glass house. From the outside, it looked like a beautiful crystal castle in a fairy tale.
This was the first time she came to the backyard, and she didn't expect to see such a beautiful building here.
As if possessed by magic, he unknowingly walked into the glass house.