"It's your own mother and it's no one else, what else do you have to prepare?" Song Muxiao said.

Before He Xueyi could answer, the sound of opening the door came, and when she turned around, He Xueyi looked at the familiar face, now she was very haggard, and her whole person had lost a lot of weight.

"Mom......" He Xueyi called her distressedly, but what answered her was a resolute closing of the door.

"You go, our He family doesn't have your daughter." There was a woman's choked voice behind the door, and He Xueyi's heart was also very sour.

"Mom, I know that Dad will have an accident because of me, but if I can do it all over again, I would rather not have any gifts, as long as Dad is okay, Mom, you open the door......" He Xueyi stood outside the door, tears rolling down uncontrollably, and Song Muxiao's heart throbbed.

"Don't come back in the future, just when our He family doesn't have your daughter, you don't recognize me as a mother!" After the woman finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps, He Xueyi stood at the door and kept ringing the doorbell, but she never heard her voice again.

After a long time, He Xueyi put down a document bag at the door, and then turned to leave.

It was left to her by her father, He Xueyi only kept one of the documents, and the others were kept outside the house.

After calming down, Song Muxiao took He Xueyi to a restaurant and ordered a table of dishes she liked, and the sadness in He Xueyi's heart was gradually swept away.

The night was like ink, the moonlight looked even brighter, He Xueyi was also a little tired, leaning on the saddle and falling asleep unconsciously with the shaking of the body.

When she woke up, the car was parked outside the gate of a hotel, He Xueyi rubbed her eyes and sat up straight and looked at Song Muxiao: "Aren't we going home?" ”

"It's not twelve o'clock yet, so it's still your birthday." Song Muxiao smiled dotingly, then opened the car door and walked down, and He Xueyi followed him into the door of the hotel.

The elevator goes straight to the top floor, and Song Muxiao's exclusive VIP suite is no less luxurious than the ancient royal palace.

It's just that He Xueyi walked in but it was dark, and she couldn't see her fingers, Song Muxiao hugged her, and He Xueyi instinctively hugged his neck.

The lights suddenly turned on, and He Xueyi looked back at everything around her, a room of nearly 100 square meters, all the layouts seemed simple and atmospheric, but luxurious to the extreme.

The soft bed is covered with red rose petals, the carpet is covered with blue enchantresses, the stems are removed, only the flowers are left, the floor lamp has been replaced with a European style, and the whole room is furnished to a better than the palace.

Song Muxiao put He Xueyi on the bed, raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and the huge bouquet slowly fell in front of her from the top of her head, He Xueyi was slightly stunned: "Pink roses? ”

"What? Dislike? Song Muxiao stepped forward and asked, He Xueyi quickly shook his head.

"I like it, I like it, but these flowers won't last long before they will wither." He Xueyi stroked the petals and said, Song Muxiao chuckled.

"If you like it, why don't you buy a manor and plant flowers for you?" Song Muxiao asked with a smile, but He Xueyi shook his head again.

The designer I want to be is not a gardener, but I just look at the roses in my hand, but I always feel faintly uneasy and indescribable.

Half a month later, as soon as He Xueyi arrived at the company, she saw a group of people gathered outside the company's gate, as well as many media reporters.

Finally squeezed through the crowd, He Xueyi listened to the discussions of the people around her, sped up her pace and walked into the elevator room, and went straight to Song Muxiao's office.

"I believe that this could never have been done by Yiyi, she is not that kind of person." As soon as He Xueyi pushed open the door of the office, she heard Xu Xueweiss's words and stood at the door in confusion.

"Chief, you were deceived by her, she is a person who is not the same as what she looks like, everyone has come to the door, so what else can be wrong?" The person standing next to Xu Xuerong was Meng Xiaoru.

"Shut up, don't lie to anyone without evidence." Xu Xuerong shouted coldly.

Song Muxiao's gaze fell on the door, Xu Xuerong turned around noticeably, and He Xueyi walked in front of a few people without hurrying.

"What did I do? Why is it so inconsistent? He Xueyi walked up to Meng Xiaoru and asked, her voice was tepid but a little majestic.

"The company has a very important document stolen, do you know about it?" Song Muxiao sat at the desk and looked at her and asked, his voice cold.

"What documents? When was it stolen? He Xueyi was suddenly startled.

"Just yesterday afternoon." Song Muxiao's eyes couldn't hide the disappointment.

Without waiting for He Xueyi to speak, the assistant pushed open the door and walked in, glanced at He Xueyi, and put a document in front of Song Muxiao.

Looking at the contents of the document, Song Muxiao clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his face was full of anger.

"You go out first, I have something to say to her alone." Song Muxiao raised her eyes to look at He Xueyi and said, her sharp and indifferent eyes fell on He Xueyi's body, making her can't help but feel a chill oozing from her back.

Xu Xuerong, Meng Xiaoru and the assistant all left the office, Song Muxiao was silent for a long time, stood up and walked in front of He Xueyi, and threw the document in front of her.

"He Xueyi, tell me, why did you do this? Is it because you never had me in your heart? Song Muxiao's eyes were red, and he couldn't suppress his anger.

"Mu Xiao, what did I do? Do you suspect that I stole the company's documents? He Xueyi looked at him aggrievedly, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Song Muxiao frowned, and He Xueyi lowered her head and glanced at the documents on the ground, which turned out to be her mobile phone information retrieved by Song Muxiao.

Flustered and took out her mobile phone, He Xueyi's eyes suddenly widened: "How can this be?" That's impossible...... Mu Xiao, I didn't! I didn't send it out, you trust me! ”

"Enough! He Xueyi, can you find a reason that is enough to convince me when you quibble? Even if you say someone forced you to do it! Song Muxiao roared angrily, and He Xueyi's tears fell instantly.

"I really don't have ...... Not me...... Mu Xiao ...... "He Xueyi was pale and powerless to explain, but in Song Muxiao's opinion, it was just a quibble.

"You go, I don't want to see you again." Song Muxiao turned his back and gave the order to evict the guest very disappointed.

Hearing this, He Xueyi's whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the cold seeped into her limbs, and it hurt so cold, but what stinged her more was Song Muxiao's determination towards her at this time.

"Okay, I'll go, whether you believe it or not, what I haven't done is what I haven't done." He Xueyi wiped away the tears on her face, turned around and walked out of the office, her heart was suffocated as if it had been cut to pieces by countless sharp blades.