The autumn wind was cold, but the girl's cry was a knife sharper than the autumn wind, and it swept straight through his heart, faintly painful.

Ling Mohan only felt that his eyes flickered, and Xue'er's innocent face once again appeared in front of him, overlapping with Ye Qingqing's appearance at the moment, and there were many shadows.

"Qingqing. The man's voice was hoarse, and the tall figure stood in the wind, a little panicked, and he steadied his tone, walked up and held her shoulder, and looked at her with deep eyes.

"Do you really hate me that much?"

He asked himself that in this world, except for Xue'er, there are few people who care, but the little girl in front of him is pure and lovely, and she is pure white from a beautiful world.

He still clearly remembers that when he first met her by chance on the street, she talked to the dog on the side of the road with a bright smile on her face, and that scene touched the softest part of his heart, which is similar to the scene when he first met Cher.

He couldn't help but stop and watched the elf-like girl talking to the women around him, and then, she led him away, and he learned from their conversation that she was the princess of the Ye family.

It had only been more than two years since the blink of an eye, and his beloved angel had fallen into the streets, standing there, begging him with a helpless and blank face, and the humility in his words was distressing.

It shouldn't be like this, she is the daughter of the Ye family, even if the Ye family is gone, she should be held, raised, and loved in the palm of her hand, instead of being so despised, as if he didn't want her world to be blackened by those wolf-hearted people.

"Qingqing, your family's affairs ......" The man's throat stalked, but the words he wanted to say were forcibly blocked, he had caused her family to be unfortunate, and it was too fake to say anything to remedy it at this time.

What's more, there are too many involved, even the obsession in his heart, and he is not allowed to let go of the Ye family so easily.

After all, Old Madam Ye and Ye Qingqing's uncle both deserve it, what they have done ruthlessly, it is not enough to die 10,000 times, he came to the rescue, which is not only against conscience, but also against his original intention.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing. Go back, I'll help you with your family's condition. ”

A sentence that you don't want to come out to work anymore finally swallowed back.

The man gave a guarantee with some difficulty, he could help to cushion the debts owed by her family, find the enemy who came to the door to make trouble, and he could also be responsible for cleaning up, these are all small problems, but he can't help the people who are in prison.

All he could do was improve her life now. Continuing to go to school is not a permanent waiter.

"Brother Mohan, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to accept other people's handouts yet. ”

Ye Qingqing stubbornly raised his head, the stubbornness and forbearance in his words, there was a different kind of beauty, which shocked the man's heart, he almost forgot that she was also the eldest lady, with her own temper and pride.

But looking at this scene, he just couldn't bear it. She is his most beloved sister, how can she be forced to come here because of life.

After wandering for a long time, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

The man glanced at the names on the screen, walked to the side and picked them up, and his voice suddenly softened a little unconsciously.

"Baby, how did you sleep today?"

He knew that she had a habit of napping, and generally slept late, for a long time. The affectionate title was naturally spit out, but it was a little more evil than when he talked to Ye Qingqing.

It's just because he found that every time he talked to her, he couldn't help but tease her, and he wanted to bully her.

Sure enough, the girl's voice on the other end of the phone rang with a slightly tired and nasal voice, "Hey, husband, have you had lunch?"

There seemed to be no more suitable topic between her and him, and the girl was lazy and could only think of this sentence for a while.

"Good, I've eaten, go back tonight, my husband will surprise you." ”

The man listened to her greeting, and his voice was soft again and again, and it was much less cold and hard.

"Okay, you don't have to cheat. ”

The girl said softly, which unexpectedly provoked a muffled chuckle from the man.

After saying a few more words, Ling Mohan hung up the phone, his face returning to his previous seriousness.

He walked back, looked at Ye Qingqing's stubborn face, and just wanted to speak, but she spoke one step ahead of him.

"Brother Mo Han, is it Sister Wanning?" the girl asked questioningly, but there was an endless sense of grief.

The man stiffened and did not answer.

"I've heard you're going to marry her. He didn't speak, so she just acquiesced.

Ye Qingqing lowered her head, her voice began to tremble uncontrollably, and her voice carried a hint of penetrating desperation, "The wedding dress you picked was also for her, right?"

To this day, she felt stupid to ask such a question.

If it weren't for the bride he was going to marry in the future, how could he put down his worth and come to the bridal shop to choose a wedding dress in person?

In addition to Lin Wanning, her gentle and lovely cousin, in my impression, when did he ever be so gentle to others?

Even if he speaks very calmly, he feels as cold and hard as a knife, and the only person who can make him gentle may be his cousin.

Ye Qingqing sobbed, the tears on her face had already slipped silently, and were silently dried by the wind, she was already powerless to investigate why she was crying.

"Brother Mo Han, have you been stingy with me even a sentence. ”

Ye Qingqing's delicate face was pear-blossoming with rain, which stabbed the man's heart with a pain, he stepped forward, hugged the girl into his arms, and gently comforted him.

"Don't cry. ”

He thought she was sad about the current situation in his family, and he comforted him with a lame reason.

"I'll take care of your family's affairs, don't worry. ”

"Get out of here, I hate you!" Ye Qingqing suddenly gave birth to a force, and slammed away the man in front of him, crying with accusations, "Why do you say that, you don't even know why I'm crying." ”

She muttered, turned abruptly, broke free from the man's arms, and ran across the road.

"Miss Ye be careful!" He Meng, who was the closest, watched the girl's stumbling figure rush to the opposite side desperately, and at this moment, a loaded truck passed by, and in order to avoid the figure that suddenly jumped out, he suddenly knocked off the steering wheel.

The wheels slipped, knocking a sedan chair around the corner off the track and heading straight for the girl's body uncontrollably.

"Qingqing!"

The man shouted anxiously, and at the last second of his gaze, Ye Qingqing saw a flexible figure running over and flashing to the lawn with her.

"Boss!"

When He Meng saw the thrilling scene in front of him, his brain preceded reason, and a sharp exclamation burst out of his throat.