Chapter 4: My surname is Mo
Mo Lusheng on the other side was a little apprehensive in his heart. He had lived with her for so many years, and she wasn't sure if Ye Muting would see any clues.
Mo Lusheng's hand tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and while observing Ye Muting's expression, he called out to the unreliable "teammate" Xuan Qingheng in his heart, why did he leave her alone. At this time, Mo Lusheng had completely forgotten who came here because he was concentrating on the painting. She watched the expression on Ye Muting's face gradually turn from lost joy to sadness, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails pinched into his palms, but Ye Muting didn't feel any pain at all. In this way, neither of them spoke. After a long time, President Ye Mu exhaled, chuckled, and his thin lips hooked slightly: "Heh, do you recognize the wrong person? You had the courage to run away, but now you don't have the courage to admit who you are?"
Mo Lusheng was silent, heh, it was still as cold as back then.
"Silly Sheng. Just when Mo Xisheng didn't know how to answer. Xuan Qingheng's call instantly freed Mo Lusheng from his dire situation.
Xuan Qingheng walked over, his eyes wandering between Mo Lusheng and Ye Muting. This man has such a strong aura. Xuan Qingheng looked at Mo Lusheng and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Mo Lusheng shook his head, put his hand on Xuan Qingheng's arm, and shook it gently: "It's okay, Qingheng, this gentleman has recognized the wrong person, let's go back." ”
Xuan Qingheng instantly understood what Mo Lusheng meant, chuckled, and reached out to stroke Mo Lusheng's head: "Okay, baby, let's go." After saying that, he looked at Ye Muting with some vigilance.
Then turned around and left with Mo Lusheng, Ye Muting looked at the intimate posture of these two people, held back the fire in his heart, clenched his hands into fists, pinched his fingers into the flesh, and said in a low voice: "Ye Lusheng, you escaped five years ago." Now, if you dare to go with this wild man, you will have to bear the consequences. ”
Mo Lusheng stopped, her nose was slightly sore, she raised her head, trying to keep her eyes open so that the tears would not fall. Ye Lusheng, how long has she not heard this name, Mo Lusheng bit her dry lip, chuckled self-deprecatingly, turned around and looked into Ye Muting's eyes, and her vision gradually blurred: "Sir, you, you really recognized the wrong person, my surname is Mo." Then he pulled Xuan Qingheng out of "Ning Sheng".
Hearing her words, Ye Muting's always cold face appeared shocked. She said that her surname was Mo, and her memory was restored, and she saw the water vapor in her beautiful eyes when she turned her head to leave, her hands clenched into fists, and a trace of pain crossed her heart, but she did not have the courage to embrace her again, which was the sin he had created himself.
What Ye Muting didn't know was that the moment Mo Lusheng turned around, tears slipped down his cheeks, and every step was so hard. Why? Why did he threaten her like that? He was the one who abandoned her first, and it was he who Ye Muting didn't want, and she Mo Lusheng! Besides, the revenge of killing his father......
She thought that her heart was dead after that incident, but now there seemed to be something blunt in the position of her heart, and the bitter taste spread throughout her chest.
Ye Muting just watched Xuan Qingheng leave with Mo Wusheng's waist around him, and was stunned when he looked at the figures of the two leaving. He didn't expect that he had threatened her like this, but Mo Lusheng still chose to leave without hesitation.