Chapter Seventy-Nine: Missed

Even if it is a person's scenery, she can walk colorfully, He Yumo raised her head confidently, facing the direction of the sun, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

But I don't know why, I always feel bitter in my mouth, and the bitterness makes people's hearts cold.

Unconsciously, she unconsciously stood on her toes, walking on the edge of the road, stretching out her arms and trying to keep her balance.

"Rainfoam." He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard a voice behind him.

He Yumo accidentally fell from the side of the road, turned around angrily, and looked at the culprit behind him who caused him to fall.

Uh, it's Mo Yan, a reluctant smile hung on the corner of her mouth, "It's all your fault!" ā€

"What's wrong with me?" Mo Yan was stunned.

He Yumo returned to the sidewalk and explained clearly: "It's all because you scared me down." ā€

"Uh, I didn't mean to!"

"Okay, okay, forgive you. What a coincidence! Why are you here? ā€

After taking a closer look, Mo Yan, who was dressed in white casual clothes in front of him, He Yumo was a little surprised, he was really handsome, handsome and made people feel a sense of distance.

"Hehe, on the big weekend, when you have nothing to do, you just came out for a walk, what about you?" Mo Yan easily walked in front of He Yumo and stood side by side with her.

He Yumo lowered her head, smiled indifferently, and took another step on her feet: "It's not the same as you!" ā€

"Didn't go on a date?" Mo Yan teased.

He Yumo's expression froze for a moment, and he opened his mouth again, and said with a smile: "Looking for you to make an appointment?" ā€

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth moved slightly, but he still didn't spit out a word in the end.

"How can a designer of Moda be so handsome, how can he spend the weekend alone?" He Yumo quickly changed the topic.

Mo Yan smiled indifferently, "I've won the prize, but I'm still single." ā€

He Yumo was overjoyed in her heart, she helped Zheng Yilu find out a little news again, Mo Yan is single, she can chase him openly.

"You're so happy to see that I'm single?" Mo Yan still noticed the smile on He Yumo's lips, and complained helplessly.

He Yumo realized her gaffe and instinctively covered her mouth, "No! I'm not single yet. Just before that, she had the delusion that she wasn't single.

However, everything changed at that moment.

She could not mind that Ling Han took other women and deliberately came to make her jealous, but she couldn't do it, and she didn't mind Ling Han kissing other women.

The point is still in front of her, which is undoubtedly the biggest blow to her self-esteem.

Sensing that He Yumo's expression was a little unnatural, as well as her words, Mo Yan vaguely felt that she should have quarreled with Ling Han.

"Actually, Ling Han just likes to keep his words in his heart, and there are times when you need to understand him." Mo Yan squinted at He Yumo and said seriously.

Hearing Ling Han's name, He Yumo's heart still trembled slightly, "It's not me, it's him who doesn't want me anymore, hehe." ā€

The dry smile on the corner of his mouth stung Mo Yan's eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Yan asked with concern.

He Yumo shook her head and replied indifferently: "Actually, it's nothing, it was originally a farce, and now it's over." ā€

"Yumo, don't force yourself anymore, I obviously see the discomfort in your eyes." Mo Yan said it bluntly.

Sometimes, as long as you pay attention to a person, even if she hides deep feelings, you will find out.

Hearing Mo Yan's words, He Yumo's steps stopped in mid-air.

A drop of inexplicable liquid slipped through the corner of his eye, and he lifted his foot and retracted it and put it in place.

She bowed her head stiffly, she was afraid that as soon as she raised her head, her most vulnerable side would be shown in front of Mo Yan.

She really didn't want to cry, she really didn't want to ......

I had already thought about it just now, and my grandmother's words were still echoing in my ears.

However, when the scars are really exposed, why do you become so cowardly?

Mo Yan looked at the little woman crying in front of him distressedly, and reached out to take her into his arms without thinking about it.

"Yumo, when it hurts, you can hit me! That way it won't hurt so much. Mo Yan comforted.

He Yumo dared to raise her eyes at this time, looking at the bright eyes that were close at hand with teary eyes, she really hoped that it was Ling Han who was holding her now.

However, this is only a luxury, at least for now, out of reach.

Ling Han was about to send Chen Si away, but was stopped by Chen Si, and she said lightly: "It's not too late to chase now." ā€

Ling Han immediately threw off the steering wheel, got out of the Bentley, and chased in the direction He Yumo left.

It's just that when he saw her on the road, she was in the arms of another person.

Seeing her little face with pear blossoms and rain, Ling Han's heart twitched, and he scolded himself angrily: "You bastard!" ā€

He had wanted to hold her up, he had wanted to keep her from being hurt in any way, he had wanted to be tender to her alone, but now he couldn't achieve anything.

In the end, it made her so sad, and at this time, his heart seemed to be sprinkled with nails, and the nails were still constantly pressurized.

The big hand involuntarily clenched into a fist, and without hesitation, he slammed it on the street lamp pole on the side of the road......

For a while, the white lacquered street lamp pole was instantly stained with red blood stains.

Ling Han's fist hung down on his legs, and between his white knuckles, blood flowed from Yin Yin.

Dark red blood, dripping on the dusty road, was obliterated by the dust little by little.

He couldn't resist the urge to go over and take the stupid woman into his arms.

But his feet seemed to be infused with lead, and no matter how hard he tried, he still didn't move.

In the end, he still chose to turn around, leaving behind a flurry of fallen leaves and a lonely back......

He Yumo, who was buried in Mo Yan's arms, felt unprecedented warmth, but that warmth was more like a kind of family affection, which was completely different from the feeling in Ling Han's arms.

"Mo Yan, thank you." He Yumo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and raised her eyes to look at Mo Yan with feeling.

Mo Yan smiled warmly, and reached out to help her wipe the remaining tears on her face, "Don't be so wronged in the future, when you are sad, you can tell me." ā€

I don't know why, when he saw her crying in his arms, he was unprecedentedly flustered, and a strong desire to protect rose in his heart.

"Mmmm, I'm much better." He Yumo nodded, tried to pull out a smile, and pushed away Mo Yan's embrace.

strengthened that idea, Mo Yan was a man warmer than the sun, no wonder Lulu liked him.

looked at Mo Yan again, only to find that he was still holding a folder-like thing in his hand.

Packing up his mood, he asked curiously, "What is this?" ā€

She just wanted to quickly change the subject.

She reached out again and took the folder from Mo Yan's hand, and opened it casually, there were only a few lines of neatly arranged text on the first page, and the font was very beautiful, and it was really like the person.

"This is the survey I just did." Mo Yan rubbed his nose with his fingertips a little embarrassed.

There is still a big question mark in He Yumo's head, "Do you still need to do a questionnaire?" ā€

Her implication was, shouldn't this be done by the marketing department?

He is also the chief designer of Alayi, how can he do these low-level things?

"I—" Mo Yan smiled unnaturally, "This is a questionnaire about the suggestion you made this morning." ā€

He Yumo's spirit became trance-like, he actually wanted to help her, so he took the trouble to do the questionnaire in person.

I couldn't help but be moved, "Thank you, you're really good." ā€

It would be better if he could be Lulu's boyfriend, He Yumo was secretly happy in her heart.

Mo Yan replied casually: "Now that you know, is it time to help me?" ā€

"Of course, it has to be dropped!" He Yumo patted Mo Yan's shoulder boldly.

Even though that face was smiling like a flower at the moment, Mo Yan still found the loneliness that couldn't be concealed.

Is Ling Han really that important? Mo Yan thought repeatedly in his heart.

He knew Ling Han five years ago, when Ai Laiyi was still at a low point, and he still chose this place without hesitation.

Not because of how high the salary is, but because he admires Ling Han, a business tycoon, and believes that he has the ability to change the status quo.

At that time, he was just a returnee who came back from the United States, and he was a little famous at home and abroad.

When he first met Ling Han, he was not the high-spirited person he was today, he was more like a lonely person at that time.

Later, when they got along together, he admired his style of doing things, and became good brothers with him.

And he gradually became the chief designer of Alayi.

During this period, during a drunken experience, he learned about Ling Han's past, and even more about the girl who refused to leave in his memory.

For so many years, he had been by Ling Han's side, and he watched him reject the pursuit of many girls one by one, he thought it should be because of that girl named Shang Xue!

He always knew that he was an emotional person, and he never tried to persuade him about emotional matters.

So when he saw Ling Han and Yumo walking together, he was also both happy and sad.

I didn't expect that what I had been worried about all this time finally happened.

"Hey! What are you thinking? He Yumo saw Mo Yan's stunned look, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Mo Yan was pulled back to reality by He Yumo's voice, and he waved the folder in his hand, "Let's go!" ā€

As soon as the words were spoken, the man was already running ahead.

How could He Yumo let him run in front of him so easily? As she ran, she shouted: "Mo Yan, you are cheating!" ā€

Mo Yan turned around, jogged back, and teased: "Catch up with me and say!" ā€

"You wait!"

He Yumo increased his horsepower and chased after Mo Yan desperately.

In this way, the two of them were chasing and making trouble on the road, and He Yumo knew that Mo Yan deliberately wanted to divert his attention.

She was really grateful to him for giving her a shoulder to lean on when she was most down.