At dawn, Dongli Wanqing woke up, turned on the bedside lamp as usual, and looked at the environment in the bedroom.
It was so familiar, and she knew this was Mo Jieyi's room.
Countless pictures flashed through my mind, all of them from five years ago.
She's back, she's back.
But the scene that made her most desperate came to her mind again and again, and her blue eyes blurred for an instant.
She remembered Dong Liling, and also remembered that her mother had fired a shot, and it was Mo Jieyi who was injured.
She raised her wet eyes and looked at the wedding photos hanging on the wall, and she cried unsatisfactorily.
Her heart was particularly complicated, and she seemed to still be immersed in the desperate pain.
The sudden pain caused her to have knots in her heart and a circle that she couldn't get out of.
After checking the time, she took her wallet and passport and secretly ran downstairs.
Seeing that the housekeeper and servants of the Mo family hadn't gotten up yet, she sneaked out again, but she didn't have the key to the door.
There was a man behind her who had been staring at her, with his hands in his pockets and his eagle eyes looking like that.
Dongli Wanqing looked at the door lock again, wiping wet eyes, she wanted to leave, she couldn't marry Mo Jieyi, she was not worthy, not worthy of Mo Jieyi, this was what she told herself.
Her mother is a sinner and she is not worthy of marrying a man as good as Mo Jieyi.
"Leave your husband and son behind, where do you want to go?"
Dongli Wanqing was startled and did not dare to turn around.
"Dongli Wanqing, where else do you want to go?"
Mo Jieyi's tone was a little cold, "Turn around and come here by yourself."
Dongli Wanqing clutched her passport and wallet tightly, swallowed hard, paused for a while, slowly turned around, saw Mo Jieyi's cold face, shed tears in disappointment, and lowered his head slightly.
Mo Jieyi sighed secretly in his heart, strode towards Dongli Wanqing, snatched the passport and wallet from her hand, and forcibly led her into the living room until he returned to the bedroom and locked the door.
Throwing his passport and wallet on the sofa, Dongli Wanqing was caught off guard with a bang on the wall.
The frightened Dongli Wanqing opened her eyes wide and looked at the man whose brows were full of anger from a very close distance.
She couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes fell with tears in her eyes.
When she met Mo Jieyi, she was so disappointed.
Mo Jieyi was angry in his heart and pulled her clothes domineeringly.
He opened his eagle eyes and saw that Dongli Wanqing's face was filled with tears.
He slowly let go of her, pinched and lifted her chin, "Do you still want to abandon your husband and son?"
Dongli Wanqing choked up and couldn't see clearly what Mo Jieyi's face looked like.
Mo Jieyi felt distressed for a moment and softened his heart.
He held Dongli Wanqing in his arms and said, "Fool, no one blames you.
No one blames you.
Why are you so hard on yourself?"
Dongli Wanqing suddenly cried loudly, "I, I am not worthy of you."
Mo Jieyi's eyes turned red, "Qing, let her let the past go.
It has nothing to do with you.
Five years have passed and Panpan is also five years old.
Do you really have the heart to leave our father and son?"
"Yi".
"Um" "Does Nuannuan hate me?"
Mo Jieyi slowly let go of her, gently held her arms, bowed his head slightly, and squinted his crying face, "If you hate you, will you smile at you?
Will you hate you, will you welcome you back?
Will you like Panpan, if you hate me?"
" "Then you hate me?"
"hatred".
Dongli Wanqing cried sadly.
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But Mo Jieyi smiled with red eyes, "I hate you for abandoning me.
It's obviously you who chased me, pestered me, and loved me.
But the person who was abandoned turned out to be me, and you made me both a father and a mother." , you have to make it up to me.”
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