Watching Mo Yichen approach step by step, Mo Ning's hand became colder and colder. The whole body leaned back, and when he saw that he was about to fall, Yu Feng quickly supported Mo Ning.

Holding Mo Ning's cold hand, Yu Feng's brows furrowed tightly. He didn't know that Mo Ning was so afraid of Mo Yichen.

"How can Mr. Mo come here today." Yan Sangqing didn't seem to welcome Mo Yichen's arrival, and his tone suddenly became indifferent.

"Today is Aunt Yu's birthday, and my little nephew is busy and has to come over to celebrate," Mo Yichen smiled at the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, but a trace of gloom flashed.

"What's more, it's good for the little nephew to come and see how my aunt is doing lately." Although this sentence was said favorably, it felt like a threat to Mo Ning's ears, and she could even feel the tension between the two of them.

"Don't worry about it, I've been doing well lately, and I can eat and drink every day." Yan Sangqing said.

Mo Yichen smiled, and then his eyes fell on Mo Ning on the side.

"Mr. Mo is late, and I missed the tunes that have always been good." Yan Sangqing said, "Ningning, you go and play another song, I like your piano skills very much." ”

"Oh" Mo Ning walked forward, avoiding Mo Yichen's gaze, she walked a little flustered, just a few steps, but she felt that it was unusually long. Mo Ning's reaction made Yan Sangqing's eyes wander on Mo Yichen and Mo Ning, and she seemed to see something.

"Mom, Ning Ning is a little tired." Yu Feng saw Mo Ning's discomfort and wanted to relieve Mo Ning, he wanted to take Mo Ning away.

"Mr. Mo is very concerned about my woman." Mo Yichen's mocking tone made Yan Sangqing's eyes sink slightly, and the eyes looking at Yu Feng looked a little cold.

Yu Feng gritted his teeth tightly, his fists clenched tightly, he didn't dare to let go, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it, and wanted to beat Mo Yichen.

Mo Yichen smiled contemptuously, and then walked towards the piano platform. He didn't expect his kitten to learn to lie, and it was for the sake of Yu Feng, a man. How should he teach his kitten?

His hand was on the piano, but Mo Ning didn't play for a long time. Her heart couldn't be stilled at all, and her whole heart jumped wildly as Mo Yichen approached step by step.

Yan Sangqing's eyes fell from Mo Ning to Yu Feng again, and a trace of gloom appeared in his eyes. Yu Feng looked away a little unnaturally.

Mo Yichen stretched out her hand to cover Mo Ning's hand, Mo Ning's hand was very cold, and she kept shaking, she didn't dare to raise her head, only felt that there were two cold gazes projected on her face. Mo Yichen's hand gently caressed Mo Ning, so gentle, but Mo Ning's heart felt a fear that he had never felt before, and the familiar Satan was back.

"Why?" The voice was close to Mo Ning's ear, a bit like muttering, the tone was so soft that it was like a lover's whisper, and it was like the magic voice of hell beckoning.

"Why?" Mo Yichen's soft voice seemed to be filled with a kind of pain and despair.

Suddenly holding Mo Ning's hand tightly, the force made Mo Ning scream softly, Mo Ning subconsciously raised his head, and his eyes instantly fell into a deep ocean, there was anger in it, and there was ...... Suffering.