&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;After Mo Wushuang came to the living room, Mo Nianhua saw her anxious face, and knew that she must be in a very irritable mood at this time. He wanted to ask her why, but he didn't dare to ask, knowing that she had been in a mood swing lately. On the one hand, I am busy preparing for going abroad, and on the other hand, I seem to have a lot of things in my heart that I can't let go.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Mo Nianhua turned the cup in his hand, the Pu'er tea in the cup had overflowed the rim of the cup, and a fresh aroma wafted throughout the living room. Mornage enjoyed the feeling, and he felt that with a cup of tea in hand, there was no trouble.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;"Wushuang, come and have a cup of tea with Dad!" Mo Nianhua shouted at Wushuang, he wanted to relieve the girl's nervousness, knowing that she was very anxious at this time, but he didn't know why he was anxious.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Dad, drink it slowly, I can't taste the taste of tea no matter how I drink it." Wushuang was in no mood to sit down and drink tea at all, and at this time he was thinking about Han Mingchao who was standing in the rain. I wonder if he's gone? I wonder if he's been standing in the rain for so long and has a cold?

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Obviously very worried, but my heart was very entangled, and my mouth was very tough, and I was depressed in the end. Mo Wushuang is such a contradiction, Mo Wushuang is so confused, she doesn't know what she wants to do, and she doesn't know what she wants to do at the moment.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;"Wushuang, do you have something on your mind?Dad sees that you are very anxious at the moment, what's wrong with you?" Mo Nianhua felt that Mo Wushuang was preoccupied at the moment, and she didn't know what was bothering her.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "No, it's fine. I just don't want to taste tea, Dad, you know I don't have the patience to drink this cup of tea with you. Mo Wushuang tried to use her impatience to drink tea to hide the anxiety in her heart, she was afraid that Mo Nianhua would see her strangeness.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "It's okay, Daddy always wants you to be happy." Mo Nianhua looked at Mo Wushuang and said with a deep expression. Mo Wushuang didn't have any expression except for giving his father a wry smile. The word happy, Mo Wushuang felt that it was far away from herself, and she no longer had the luxury of how happy she was in her world.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;The things I've been going through these days have made Mo Wushuang grow a lot. She felt that sometimes her peace of mind was more important than any happiness, and although she felt that she had done nothing wrong, the thought of Li Mingfen still serving her sentence in prison made her feel that she couldn't get together with Han Mingchao.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mo Wushuang sat on the sofa first, his eyes moving from his father's teacup to the beautiful bouquet of calla lilies on the coffee table, and then to the window. She saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier outside, accompanied by thunder. She was very worried that Han Mingchao would get sick because of this rain, but she didn't dare to go out and make eye contact with him, for fear that all her recent efforts would collapse in an instant.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; She watched the rain go on and down, and couldn't sit on the couch anymore. She restlessly hung her fingernails with her hands over and over again, and every time she was upset, she would have such a habitual movement.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;"Wushuang, don't hide it from your father, is there anything you can't tell your father?" "How can Mo Wushuang's little action not escape Mo Nianhua's eyes?

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Dad, I'm really fine, you can drink your tea!" Mo Wushuang pretended to smile, she was afraid that after her father had insight into her heart, she was afraid that he would be unspeakably nervous. Mo Wushuang knew that although his father was now saying that even if she and Han Mingchao walked together, he would have no opinion.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; What kind of person is his father, how could Mo Wushuang not know? Father strongly opposed the two of them walking together at the beginning, and there must be a reason he couldn't say. Later, although her father figured it out, he actually wanted to fulfill her happiness. What my father really thinks in his heart may not be like this.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Because everything is insightful, she doesn't want her father to be unhappy. has always behaved with Han Mingchao is swinging a sword to cut the love thread, and it is such a decisive decision.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Wushuang, are you really okay? When you grow up, you don't want to tell the truth to your father? Mo Nianhua looked at Mo Wushuang and said with a serious face, this kind of straightforward thoroughness made Mo Wushuang stunned. Because, she felt that her father really knew him = her too well, and he didn't know anything vaguely.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Mo Wushuang glanced at his father in disbelief, his father really knew her too thoroughly. Everything is clear, everything is clear, nothing can escape his eyes.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Dad, I'm not hiding anything from you, you can continue to taste your tea!" Mo Wushuang finished speaking, his eyes continued to look out the window, the rain was not necessarily small, but had a tendency to fall more and more.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp;Mo Nianhua knew that Mo Wushuang didn't want to tell him the truth, perhaps because he was afraid that he would be unhappy. He looked at Mo Wushuang with a deep face, and finally walked to the window, pointed to Han Mingchao in the rain and said: "I know that you are upset for this kid, no matter what, you used to be friends, and you are going back to Paris, and some things are good to be made clear." Besides, a few days ago, they risked their lives to save your life, so you should say goodbye to them, right?"

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mo Wushuang looked at Mo Nianhua with a look of surprise, and felt incredible, what all his anxiety just now was for, his father knew at a glance.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Dad-" Mo Wushuang wanted to explain, but felt that no matter how much explanation she had, it was in vain, so it was better not to explain, because none of her thoughts could escape Mo Nianhua's eyes.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Go out with your umbrella, they've been standing in the rain for almost two hours." I didn't expect my family to be so hard-hearted, although I was very conflicted, but I didn't go out to see this kid. Mo Nianhua teased his daughter endlessly, and there was a meaningful smile on his face.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Mo Wushuang didn't know what her father was smiling at at the moment, but she still walked out with an umbrella. When she saw Han Mingchao, who was already shivering from the rain, Mo Wushuang felt an indescribable pain in her heart.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; Han Mingchao, who was already standing dizzily in the rain, looked at Mo Wushuang holding an umbrella and walking towards him, his heart was warm. He felt that he had moved Mo Wushuang with all his sincerity, and he felt that it was worth it for him to stand for another two hours.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Wushuang, you're finally willing to come out to see me!" Han Mingchao said this with mixed feelings, and she was both distressed and angry at such a Han Mingchao. is such a big man, and he is still so stubborn, he can't take care of himself.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "Ming Chao, I came out to let you go home, why bother standing here in such a heavy rain?" Although Mo Wushuang's heart was tumbling very strongly, the words she said were still very indifferent, and she was trying her best to hide the turbulence in her heart.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "You came out to talk to me about this?" Han Mingchao saw all the anticipation of Mo Wushuang in an instant, and it disappeared in an instant.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "I also want to tell you that I will be back in Paris in a week, so you will not come to me in the future, there is no need for us to meet again." However, I am still very grateful to you for saving me that day, and all the past is gone. Mo Wushuang suppressed all the loss in her heart, tried hard to control her emotions, and said these things she didn't want to say.

&bp;&bp;&bp;&bp; "I know what you're going to say, you go up!" Han Mingchao finished speaking, and left without looking back. Looking at his lonely figure walking in the rainy night, Mo Wushuang wanted to shout something, but he couldn't shout anything with mixed feelings, and at this time he was already in tears.