Chapter 128: Can be described as a table of eight thousand miles

Mo Suqing's face was full of doubts and puzzles, as well as deep distress.
Leng Xiyao’s voice seemed to come from far away, "Why! Why? I remember that the day I woke up, I heard you calling me by my side, all I was thinking of was that day, my uncle beat me He said, why am I full of swear words, how did I become like this."
"Did you know?" Leng Xiyao looked at Mo Suqing with tears and eyes full of crystals. Mo Suqing felt distressed.
"I thought, since he hates me the way he used to be, then I choose to amnesia, just as if I have forgotten everything before, so I can face him, I will learn the way he likes and be a quiet woman, he I didn’t like me as an entertainment in the past. Actually, I didn’t like it much myself. I can study the jewelry design that I like. He likes it and I like it. Everyone is happy, how good you said, but I never expected that I Just after he was discharged from the hospital, he was going to be engaged to An Huilin, how ridiculous you said!"
Leng Xiyao smiled, desperate and sad.
Mo Suqing looked at her distressedly and was silent for a long time before speaking, "Do you like him?"
Leng Xiyao glanced at Mo Suqing, and the corners of her mouth moved. She didn't make a sound for a long time, and she already acquiesced.
Mo Suqing looked at her and kept shaking her head, "You are uncles and nephews, Yaoyao, how can you be so stupid!"
"I would rather he wasn't my little uncle, so I wouldn't be so entangled!"
Leng Xiyao's voice was a little desperate and hysterical. Mo Suqing held her in his arms in distress, buried her head in his arms, and let her tears wet her clothes.
Leng Xiyao cried for a long time like venting.
In the living room, Zeng Hanyu was sitting next to Ye Zhongjue, and said inconsistently, "I was uncomfortable after eating this meal today. I felt like one blockbuster after another, I was almost struck by lightning!"
Ye Zhongjue gave him a cool look, "Are you sure you are not gloating now?"
Zeng Hanyu turned his head in embarrassment. This could be seen. His gaze glanced at An Huilin, who knew An Huilin. At the hospital that day, An Huilin didn't notice him. Today, he can see it, she admits He got out, but she didn't say hello either.
In fact, to him, it doesn’t matter at all. That woman is like a passerby, except that she holds a bit of shares in the Guoan Group. She is the cousin of Mr. An. It can be said that the relationship is far away, right. For him, it's not much different from strangers.
It was Leng Xiyao. Today, I lost the vivaciousness of that time in Guan Zixuan Villa. The two previous times he saw her, she was like a little warrior with flaming teeth and claws, but she was cute, but today she was completely Without the arrogance of the past, like an eggplant beaten by frost, it wilted!
He actually wanted to tell Leng Xiyao, woman, you really don't fit the quiet lady route, please let it go, don't torture his eyeballs anymore.
When Zeng Hanyu thought about it, he stared at An Huilin in a daze, which made An Huilin a little uncomfortable, and everyone looked at Zeng Hanyu in confusion.
Ye Zhongjue stretched out his arm and smashed him. He quickly recovered. It didn't matter if he looked at it, he was already surrounded by everyone's eyes.
He laughed awkwardly and glared at Ye Zhongjue. He didn't know how to remind him earlier. He just thought about things too much. People who didn't know thought he was interesting to An Huilin.
You know, this kind of cold and glamorous woman who is over 30 is not something he can chew, besides, this is not what he likes!
Leng Haojun's eyes floated out of the living room from time to time, frowned slightly, as if thinking, how come Leng Xiyao and Mo Suqing have been out for so long, why haven't they come back.
An Huilin and Simplicity sat on the sofa next to the fish tank, and from time to time they reached out and knocked on the wall of the fish tank to tease the goldfish inside.
Guan Zixuan has always been the same, I am a saint, I don't want to talk to you ordinary people.
You know, if it wasn't for Mo Suqing to call him over, he wouldn't join in the fun at all. He didn't expect to see so many people here today.
The atmosphere in the living room is very quiet, and from time to time there are brevity and An Huilin's laughter.
Until Mo Suqing and Leng Xiyao came back.
Leng Xiyao's mood has improved a lot, and there is even a bright smile on her face.
Mo Suqing pushed her in. The whole person looked gloomy and expressionless. Everyone was a little bit uncontrollable. Shouldn't these two people have similar expressions?
How can one be like someone who owes her millions, but one smiles like a flower!
However, looking at the smile on Leng Xiyao's face, Leng Haoyun's tight expression was slightly loosened.
He opened the mouth to Mo Suqing, "Miss Mo, Yaoyao will have to cultivate for a while. It is probably very boring to be alone in the villa. If you have time, you will often come to play.
Mo Suqing didn't seem to expect him to speak like this, she was complaining about Leng Haoyun, would he still care about Yaoyao's emotions? Isn't he about to get engaged?
However, in order to pass the scene, she still faintly responded, "I will."
Concise and suddenly said, "Mr. Leng, does your house have an open-air swimming pool? It's a bit hot here. Let's sit by the swimming pool."
An Huilin also said, "Yes, why is the weather a bit sultry today."
Mo Su frowned. Although she was unhappy in her heart, she did not speak either.
There was no objection from everyone, and they all walked towards the swimming pool next to the villa. When Mo Suqing pushed Leng Xiyao back from the garden, he saw the open-air swimming pool, which was very large, with emerald green marble slabs underwater. The reflected colors are very beautiful, but in the sun, there is a feeling of green waves.
There were a few sun umbrellas beside the swimming pool. Leng Haojun asked Zhang Ma to add a few more deck chairs, and everyone lay on them comfortably.
Jian and An Huilin lay for a while, then stood up and walked around the edge of the swimming pool.
Mo Suqing sat next to Leng Xiyao. Leng Xiyao had no smile at all. She coldly looked at the two women across from the swimming pool, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zeng Hanyu was enjoying the sun bathing with a comfortable face. Mo Suqing suddenly understood why Ye Zhongjue always said that Zeng Hanyu had a beaten face. This evil and enchanting smile was indeed a bit owed.
Guan Zixuan was always expressionless, but he looked at Mo Suqing and Leng Xiyao from time to time.
Ye Zhongjue squinted, wondering what he was thinking.
Everything seems calm.
Suddenly, a cry of exclamation broke the original tranquility.
The exclamation was succinct, An Huilin looked anxiously at the simplicity in the water, "Succinct, give me your hand quickly, and I will pull you up!"
Mo Suqing saw it, struggling succinctly twice, and wanted to pass her hand to An Huilin, but she floated towards the middle of the water.
The swimming pool is not very deep. People are standing in the water, just not over the head, and a little bit higher.
However, the conciseness struggled twice and let out a painful cry, "Ah! It hurts!"
Then, Mo Suqing felt the people around him disappear like a gust of wind.
With a "plop", Ye Zhongjue didn't even take off her jacket, and jumped directly into the water. Only then did Mo Suqing see the simplicity of the water and blood stains around her arms, she gave up struggling.
Ye Zhongjue hugged her up and shouted at Leng Haojun, "She has injuries on her body, hurry up with that bath towel!"
Mo Suqing held onto the armrest of the recliner tightly, a pale and ugly face.
She can see that today's scene is simply to perform with An Huilin, in order to give her and Yaoyao a chance.
To be honest, compared to her and Yaoyao's embarrassed appearance, they really won.
She knows the succinct thing about Ye Zhongjue's injury. The injury on her arm is because of Ye Zhongjue. Ye Zhongjue cares about her injury. It is natural that she can't even say anything.
However, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart, watching the concise grievance shrink in Ye Zhongjue's arms, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes.
"Ajue, I'm so cold, the wound hurts, is it cracking again?"
Ye Zhongjue lowered his head to look at the blood oozing from her arm, frowning and leaning against Ye Zhongjue's arms with a frowning frown. Ye Zhongjue maintained the posture of holding her up without pushing her away.
Mo Suqing's face can no longer be described as ugly.
Ye Zhongjue didn't wrap her body concisely until Zhang Ma took out the bath towel.
Simplicity held Ye Zhongjue with one hand and refused to let go. Ye Zhongjue thought of Mo Suqing behind him. He turned his head and took a look at Mo Suqing. Finally, he hugged Simplicity and looked at Leng Haojun.
"Can you borrow your medicine kit? I'll help her treat the wound."
Leng Haojun gave Zhang Ma a wink, and Zhang Ma nodded quickly.
"Mr. Ye, I'll get it for you now."
Mo Suqing felt her heart sinking into the depths of the sea as if she had no direction. She couldn't escape the suffocating emotion surrounded by sadness.
She tried to persuade herself, and was hurt by simplicity, because Ye Zhongjue and Ye Zhongjue should do this, but her heart still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
She wants to understand him, she should not blame him, but who can understand her!
Guan Zixuan looked at Mo Suqing worriedly, Mo Suqing forced a smile, and shook his head at him. Guan Zixuan's worries deepened.
Zeng Hanyu didn't seem to have watched enough of the show, he looked at the simplicity of lying on the couch with a playful look.
Zhang Ma brought the medicine kit, and Ye Zhongjue pulled the simple injured arm over, directly cut off her long sleeves with scissors, and then cleanly disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound.
Obviously it was a very professional attitude and technique. Mo Suqing didn't know why, but she felt so dazzling and uncomfortable in her eyes.
She wanted to get angry, but she couldn't get it out.
She took Leng Xiyao's hand, all trembling slightly.
Ye Zhongjue helped concisely bandage the wound. As soon as he was about to get up, he was pulled concisely, and it was his injured arm that concisely held him.
Ye Zhongjue frowned, but squatted beside the concise side and did not move.