213. It's not the right time to go
Hanging up the phone, the corners of Mo Yao's lips hooked a hint of a nonchalant smile, "Go to the Mo family's mansion." β
The car quickly stopped in front of the gate, which had the feel of the beginning of the twentieth century, and Mo Yao got out of the car and told the ghost, "Don't follow up." β
"Yes, Seventh Master."
Mo Yao strode into the house.
The cold wind gusts in the house that lacks popularity, and there is a seeping cold everywhere. Since Aunt Li revealed the news of Mo Zhanting to him last time, he asked Aunt Li to take care of the YiqiΔ here, but he didn't have to work anymore.
At this point, Aunt Li also slept, so he didn't see a single figure from the moment he entered the door.
The wind was blowing, and the cold moonlight filtered through the window into the hall, and the room was also cold.
Mo Yao went straight upstairs, and in the room at the end of the corridor, there was a faint sound of tapping.
"Uncle is in good spirits, he doesn't sleep so late." In the dim light, there lay an old man who looked like a withered bone, a little thinner than the last time Mo Yao came.
Seeing Mo Yao, his expression became hideous.
"Mo Yao, you, you will be punished!" A lengthy cough followed.
Mo Yao stepped forward slowly, staring coldly at his shriveled and sunken eye sockets, "It's a pity that you don't have the life to wait for the day when I will be punished." β
Seeing his dying struggle and angry expression, the corners of Mo Yao's lips hooked a touch of playfulness. Leaning forward, a powerful momentum burst out in an instant, thin lips lightly opened, and the words were heartfelt: "Mo Zhanting's military base was destroyed by me." Murphy, dead. And you, again, will never have a chance to regain your health. β
As soon as these words came out, the originally angry eyes of the person on the bed turned into endless despair in an instant, and then turned into hatred.
The monstrous hatred almost tore Mo Yao apart.
Mo Yao put his hand on the side of the bed, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, "Uncle, when you hurt my father and the Yilan family, I didn't expect to be retaliated against like this one day, right?" Do you know? How have I survived all these years? I was afraid to close my eyes, because when I did, I saw Elom standing in front of me, covered in blood. She asked me, Mo Yao, why don't you go and avenge me? β
"She asked me this sentence for seventeen years." Mo Yao stood up, turning his back to the man he called his uncle, a layer of sadness hanging over his tall body, making the whole space oppressive.
Suddenly, he turned his head, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Uncle, I forgot to tell you, Yilan is back, he is healthier than before, and besides, we will get married soon." β
The eyes of the person on the bed suddenly widened, and he struggled to get up from the bed, "No, it can't be ......"
"You just enjoy the news, the next time I come, it will be Mo Zhanting's death that will tell you." The slender and powerful legs drove the body and disappeared outside the door, and behind him, there was a violent cough.
Poof, coughing and coughing, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man he called uncle fell out of bed and fainted.
Mo Yao sneered and quickly stepped out of the door.
This night, Mo Yao slept very soundly, not only because of his recent lack of sleep, but also because of the pleasure brought by revenge, which made him feel happy all his heart.
Early the next morning, Mo Yao and Dong Yilan got up at about the same time, one was elegantly having breakfast in a suit and leather shoes, and the other took out a camera that had been left for a long time, packed his bags and hurried out the door.
When she arrived at the airport, Amy had been waiting for her for more than half an hour, looking anxiously over here.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Seeing her get out of the car, Amy trotted over to help her drag her suitcase.
Dong Yilan was not polite, and directly threw the luggage to her, "Where are you going this time, why are you in such a hurry?" was called by her for a life-threatening call, and he didn't have time to eat breakfast, and Dong Yilan's resentment was very deep.
"Let's get on the plane first, I'll bring you breakfast."
The helicopter propellers have begun to turn, and the wind is raging. Amy stuffed her luggage into the cabin, and the assistant took it in, and she and Dong Yilan also entered the cabin one after another, and the plane quickly took off.
Dong Yilan glanced at the plane, plus her and Amy, a total of seven people.
"Tell me what's going on, I'm going to make you anxious in the morning."
"Hey, are your eyes better?" Amy's eyes were sharp and she noticed that her eyes were no longer red.
"Contact lenses!" Dong Yilan slapped her outstretched hand away, "Get down to business." β
"Okay." Amy leaned back in her chair and began to get to business.
This time, her studio took on an adventure program called Into the Valley of Death, where they were going to shoot some lesser-known documentary records. In addition to the video, she also needed a lot of photos, and the photographer's wife in her studio had just given birth and was on maternity leave, and this photography activity was more urgent, so she had to bring East Yilan here.
"Damn, do you know why the Valley of Death is called the Valley of Death, not the Valley of the Living?" After listening to Amy's words, Dong Yilan's brain exploded, this girl is not afraid of death if she wants to be famous, she is afraid! She had only been alive for a few days, and then she went to die again, and she didn't do it.
"Stop the plane in front, I'm going down!" Dong Yilan decisively chose to die and not to have friends.
"Half a meter in front of the hatch on the right hand side, don't send it slowly!" Amy Slender Jade pointed forward, "By the way, remember to cover your face when you land, it will be too ugly in case you fall to the ground first." β
There was snickering around him, and the big star's poisonous tongue was seen by everyone.
"Accidentally made friends!" Dong Yilan muttered quietly, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call, but when he looked, there was no signal.
"This is in heaven, big sister!"
"I'm younger than you, thank you." In fact, she is 3 years older than Amy, and when Dong Chuwei brought her back to re-register her household registration, she was 5 years younger, so her legal age is two years younger than Amy.
Dong Yilan put the phone back in her pocket in disappointment, and in a hurry this time, she told Aunt Zhang that she didn't have time to inform Mo Yao.
"By the way, how did you hook up with Mo Qi?" Amy suddenly became interested, "Legend has it that Mo Qi's woman can't get close. β
"You mean I'm not like a woman?" Avoid the important and take care of him. This was learned from Daddy, and every time Mommy had an argument with Daddy, Daddy did it, and after a while, her not-so-smart Mommy was caught in it.
"In such a comparison, you are really not the most woman-like among the women in your family. Look at your sister Cheng Xiaoye, when she attended the party, it was called a jeweled weapon, and it was radiant. Tsk, I'm not necessarily as good as her. β
Dong Yi's blue brain complements Cheng Xiaoye on TV, and the momentum that overwhelms the audience is indeed not comparable to ordinary people.
However, she and Ono are completely two types, Ono is fashionable and magnificent, and she is enchanting and bright like a spring breeze.
Wait, why does she want to compare with her sister? Who's going around whom?
"Boring!" Dong Yilan snorted, "Where's my breakfast." β
Amy glanced at the assistant, who immediately handed over a breakfast. The breakfast was prepared by Amy's special assistant, it tasted good, and Dong Yilan ate quite comfortably. After eating, looking at the sea of clouds flashing outside the window, Dong Yilan had a faint sense of foreboding in his heart.
What will they encounter there, the legendary Valley of Death?
All morning, Mo Yao was restless because Elan's phone had been unreachable. He even called Cheng Xiaoye, the girl may have stayed up late the night before, and said in a daze that she didn't know.
In the end, Mo Yao couldn't sit still, and the feeling of a hundred claws scratching his heart made him at a loss, and he planned to go to the owner in person.
As soon as I picked up my coat, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Ellen walked in. Her expression was haggard, and the heavy fat powder could not cover the heavy dark circles under her eyes, and she looked like she hadn't slept all night.
"President, my resignation." A delicate envelope was placed on Moyao's table, and she turned to leave.
The confusion in Mo Yao's eyes flashed, and Ellen was so resolute that he didn't expect it.
βEllenγβ There is already a sense of retention in the tone.
Ellen paused, then walked on.
"Are you angry with me?" The tone was a little heavier.
This time Ellen's footsteps stopped, standing at the doorway and staring back at him, for a while, a far-fetched smile appeared on his face, "You are the president, I am just a small staff, how dare I be angry with you." β
The woman who had always been arrogant lowered her head this time, and she didn't even look at Mo Yao.
Mo Yao knew that the more this was the case, the more it showed that she was unwilling to give in and bowed her head, just telling him that she didn't want to see his face.
"Take your resignation back, and I'll treat it as if it didn't happen." Pride is like ink, this is already a concession. Switch to W. None of T's resignations were handed to the president's desk, and for whatever reason, there was no chance of returning the ticket.
"I'm sorry President, I might be going to disappoint you." There was a dead desperation in Ellen's voice, which made Mo Yao's irritable mood a little more depressed. His eyebrows tightened and loosened, and he said slowly: "Inform Suzi to come back to work and take the resignation certificate back." β
A hint of surprise flashed in Ellen's bright eyes, and she looked up to meet Mo Yao's deep eyes.
"Don't have a next time." It's a warning, and after saying that, he took his coat and went out.
Looking at his back, Ellen leaned against the wall. God knows how nervous she was just now, how afraid she was that he wouldn't say anything, and the moment she heard him say let Suzi come back to work, she almost thought she had heard it wrong.
For her sake, he can give up his principles, does this mean that he actually cares about her in his heart?
Ellen was overwhelmed by the sudden sense of happiness, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Sister Ellen, are you alright?" Several secretaries cautiously walked by.
The president's face was not very good when he went out, they didn't know what was going on, and when they saw the goddess-like Ellen suddenly crying, and then they thought of the woman who stayed in the president's room all day yesterday, and they suddenly felt that the president had failed Ellen.
"It's fine." Ellen raised her hand and wiped a few handfuls of tears, "Go and inform Suzi to come back to work." β
Several people were stunned for a moment, and then shouted excitedly, "Sister Ellen, you are amazing!" β
At this time, the planes of Dong Yilan and Amy have already landed in Qinghai-
Hey, it's really time to go, wow, the stepmother said that she was sweating