"Hmm."

"She told me that she has a man she likes in her heart, and it is because of this person that she rejected you."

Qin Xiaomeng's words fell, and there was silence on the phone for half a minute.

Realizing that she was too straightforward and hurt her grandson's heart, Qin Xiaomeng sighed, "Lin'er, listening to Qingqing's tone and looking at her expression, she likes that man very much, so grandma advises you to give up." ”

"I know, she told me." Mo Junlin didn't want to continue the topic, "Grandma, I want to discuss something with you, I want to bring her back to Kyoto." ”

Hearing this, Qin Xiaomeng's expression froze.

After a long time, she said indifferently, "Have you forgotten the harm she caused to our family?" I don't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, and I don't want you to go to country Z again, Lin'er, do you understand? ”

"But she's always ......"

"Don't talk about it." Qin Xiaomeng changed her usual gentle and loving appearance, and hummed, "Even if you want to bring her back, can the people over there agree?" Lin'er, she's a time bomb that will ruin our family. ”

When the words fell, she hung up the phone, her eyes were full of tears at some point, and her back was so lonely and pitiful.

Mo Junlin's eagle-like gaze fell on the family photo on the desk, the man in the photo was handsome and straight, the woman was gentle and beautiful, and the boy was handsome and exquisite.

His eyes were closed, and warm and bloody scenes flashed through his mind.

Men retreat and compromise step by step, and women approach step by step, screaming.

The boy's eyes were vigilant, fearful, expectant.

Gradually, everything became cold and cold, as if everyone in the picture had died.

With a snap, Ink King's Landing placed the frame on his desk.

Almost at the same time, his cold eyes swept towards the door, "Who?" ”

"Master, it's me." The girl's timid voice came, "I boiled bird's nest porridge for you, can you eat some?" ”

"Put my wife's bedroom and I'll go over at once."

"Okay, young master."

Ten minutes later, Mo Junlin walked out of the study in a cold air, and saw that the little maid Arnold was still standing at the door, he wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, "Is Mrs. awake?" ”

"Nope. Master, you can dine first. ”

"Hmm."

Arnold carefully followed the man with a plate, looking at his handsome and dignified back, her fair face stained with a heavy flush.

Mo Junlin walked into the bedroom, he stood beside the palace European-style bed and quietly looked at the pale, but very beautiful woman.

"Mrs. has just made a fuss, and she will sleep longer this night." As Arnold spoke, she placed the dinner plate on the coffee table beside her, and then she walked to the side of the bed and gently folded the quilt for the woman.

A man's voice suddenly came from overhead, "Arnold, it's been a hard work." ”

Arnold paused, her clear eyes were instantly filled with tears, and she shook her head, "Young master, it's not hard, this is what I should do." ”

Facing the girl's pure eyes, Mo Junlin's eyes flashed slightly.

It had been less than twenty-four hours since he had been separated from her, but the longing had spread overwhelmingly, and he was powerless to resist.

He spun his watch, then walked towards the coffee table.

Seeing him start drinking porridge, Arnold's eyes smiled even more.

"I'm here, you go out first."

Arnold nodded, "Young Master, remember to press call if you need anything." I'm just downstairs waiting. ”

"Hmm." Mo Junlin replied lightly.

After drinking a little porridge, the burning sensation in his stomach was reduced a little, and he took the wet towel on the side, gently wiped it on the corner of his lips, and suddenly ......

"The wind, the wind."

Mo Junlin's eyes shrank fiercely, and his big palm clenched suddenly.