Chapter 49: What kind of shelf is the daughter of the daughter

She didn't know if she was heartbroken or angry.

Her heart was like a big stone, which made her breathing difficult, painful and uncomfortable.

She turned and ran, running very fast, tripping under her feet, falling heavily to the ground, and her soft cheeks were ground with a few red blood marks from the sharp stones on the ground.

"Hahaha, you deserve it."

"Who do you think you are, it's all this time, what kind of shelf is there for Miss Qianjin."

"If it weren't for the young master seeing her pitiful, she wouldn't even be qualified to be a maid."

Behind her, indifferent ridicule was full of malice, gloating as she slowly got up from the ground and limped forward.

Li Mofan didn't like her.

The people below were very smart, and quickly saw the situation clearly, and knew that she was an unpleasant person, so they never gave her any good looks.

She doesn't blame anyone.

Although Li Mofan is strict with his employees, he is not harsh at all, and his salary is extremely generous.

Whether it is in the Li Mansion or the Li Family, there is no one who wants to leave.

In order to keep her job, it is normal to alienate her and snub her.

When I fell, my face was colored, my leg hurt terribly, and my ankle was twisted and swollen.

She dragged her injured leg slowly towards the study.

When Li Mofanping was at home, he spent most of his time in his study.

Lin Weiwei has just come back for a few days, he rarely goes to the company, and accompanies her almost all day.

When she limped to the study, she was about to collapse.

Ah Xing stood outside the study, startled when he saw her, and hurriedly supported her, "Nian Chen, what's wrong with you?" ”

Gu Nianchen shook his head and endured the pain in his heart, "It's okay, Ah Xing, is the young master inside?" ”

"Young master, he ......"

The door to the study was not tightly closed.

The woman's cheerful laughter came from the crack in the door.

"Mo Fan, do you remember the first time we met?" Lin Weiwei's voice is soft and sweet, full of joy, and anyone can tell that she is in a good mood.

The red spots on her body faded quickly, and after taking a pill, they were almost gone.

She wore a pink sweater, her long curly hair was tied into a cute bud, and the whole person looked very playful and cute.

Lin Weiwei likes pink very much.

Li Mofan remembers that when he first met her, she was also wearing a pink dress.

Recently, the weather has warmed up, and the ivy outside the window is growing fast, crawling down the wall and into the window.

Li Mofan stood by the window, a large area of sunlight was hidden in his slender and upright figure.

He wore a thin light gray sweater, and the neckline of the white shirt had delicate and beautiful buttons that glistened in the sun.

When he is at home, he dresses casually.

However, the seemingly simple collocation can reveal exquisite elegance from every detail.

Li Mofan is a natural hanger, no matter what kind of clothes he wears on him, he can make people feel pleasing to the eye.

Lin Weiwei nestled in his arms, rubbed lightly on his chest like a cat, hooked his neck and raised her head and smiled sweetly, "I remember it very clearly." ”

"Hmm." Li Mofan responded briefly, he couldn't hear any emotion, and he looked a little careless.

Lin Weiwei seemed to be immersed in good memories, squinted her eyes and said, "At that time, you accidentally spilled coffee on me, I never dreamed that there would be such a day, don't you say fate is amazing?" ”