C36 Bracelet

Jing Xiao Can obediently shut up after being scolded by the ungrateful man.

She secretly complained in her heart, What is wrong with this person? Since he dislikes her so much, why did he use all of his means to use a marriage contract to trap her by his side?

Isn't this looking for a beating?

Not only was he mentally exhausted, he also made her seem like a sinner.

She didn't owe him anything! She had no grudges with him.

After complaining, Jing Xiao Can rolled her eyes and stole a glance at Mo Yi Qing.

Sigh! The heavens are really unfair. To let such a handsome man have such a good appearance, even when he's angry, his expression is exceptionally alluring.

Even if he just sits there quietly, his entire body is emitting a noble and extraordinary aura. Just a glance is enough to make people deeply fascinated and unable to move their eyes away.

Jing Xiao Can originally did not like people who are infatuated but at this moment, she is sitting on his lap. Her nose is filled with the pleasant smell of plants and vegetation from his body.

Although she tried her best to restrain it, she still could not help but let her imagination run wild.

Her whole body was tense. If she did not tightly clench her teeth, her beating heart would have jumped out of her throat a long time ago.

She felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

"Be good and lie down."

Just when Jing Xiao Can's neck was sore and swollen, Mo Yi Qing's big palm grabbed the back of her head and pressed her head against her chest as he coldly ordered.

His head was forced to rest on his shoulder. Their bodies were pressed together. Separated by two layers of fabric, Jing Xiao Can did not need to deliberately feel it. She could still clearly feel his strong pectoral muscles.

Jing Xiao Can's face was red and her heart was like a deer. Just as she was about to brush away his hand, a man's big palm fell on her back in the next second and a powerful arm locked her in front of her chest.

The man's familiar actions were as if they were a pair of loving husband and wife naturally.

Regardless of whether Mo Yi Qing was intentional or not, Jing Xiao Can could only pretend to be calm at this moment.

Because from her angle, she could see his pretty chin. If he wanted to take the opportunity to eat her tofu, he only needed to turn his head slightly and he could do whatever he wanted at any time.

She had nowhere to run at all.

Jing Xiao Can stared at Mo Yi Qing's Adam's apple with a vigilant face. Her small face was so hot that it almost burned her. Fortunately, the lights in the car were dim.

She was on tenterhooks all the way until the car drove into the castle and stopped in front of the villa. Only then did her heart, which had been hanging in her throat, relax a little.

The bodyguard in the driver's seat jumped out of the car. He lowered his head and respectfully opened the car door. "Motoc, we're home."

Hearing the bodyguard's reminder, the man who had been resting with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes.

It seemed that she really thought too much. From the beginning to the end, Mo Yi Qing's posture did not change.

Jing Xiao Can let out a long breath and secretly mocked her own groundless worries.

Only heaven knew how much effort Mo Yi Qing had put in to endure along the way. The restlessness in his body caused his mouth to dry up.

The self-control that he had always been proud of was instantly defeated by Jing Xiao Can.

There were a few times that he almost couldn't hold it in anymore. He wanted to have a French kiss with the woman in his arms and have a taste of the feeling of having sex to his heart's content.

Fortunately, the car drove into the castle.

Otherwise, he was very sure that he would not care about what happened to Jing Xiao Can.

Mo Yi Qing carried Jing Xiao Can back to her room.

When he gently placed her on the bed, he picked up the armrest and placed it on her back.

Aunt Zhou nervously followed him into the room and handed the wrapped ice cushion to Mo Yi Qing.

"Aunt Zhou, you can go down first." Mo Yi Qing sat by the bed and ordered coldly.

"Okay." Aunt Zhou nodded and sensibly left the room.

"Where does it hurt so much?" He stared at her leg and did not know where to put the ice in his hand.

"I... I can do it myself." Jing Xiao Can's face turned red and she reached out her hand to grab it but... In front of him, she was really embarrassed to put it between her legs. "Hehe, Motoc, I'm sorry to delay your dinner time. I'm fine now, you... You don't have to worry about me anymore. "

"Mm." Seeing her embarrassment, he didn't insist. He stood up, turned around, and left.

Just as his proud body took a step forward, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Photo Frame on the bedside cabinet.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and smiled. The happy and sweet smile was exceptionally moving. What attracted his eyes was the bracelet Jing Xiao Can wore on her wrist.

Her slender wrist was just around the woman's neck. Under the sunlight, the bracelet was bright and dazzling.

Mo Yi Qing picked up the Photo Frame without batting an eyelid. His deep eyes were filled with waves.

Jing Xiao Can saw him staring at the Photo Frame, lost in thought, and hurriedly explained, "This is a photo taken with my mother when I was young. The house behind me is the Landscape villa."

At this moment, Mo Yi Qing's phone rang. He looked at the caller and frowned. After hesitating for a moment, he put down the Photo Frame and quickly walked out of the room.

After closing the door, Mo Yi Qing frowned and pressed the answer button,... "Dad."

It was his father, Mo Yuan Kun.

It seemed like he did not expect him to answer so quickly. Mo Yuan Kun, who was at the other end of the line, paused for a moment and sighed. "Yi Qing, I heard you came back. When are you coming home? Your grandfather always remembers you... Let's have a good gathering."

"Tomorrow!" Cold words spilled out from his thin lips, without a trace of warmth.

"Tomorrow? Okay, okay, okay. When you come back, tell your grandfather that you just arrived. In case he thinks too much, you should know that he loves you the most. Now, he's old, and his heart isn't good..."

"I know!" Without waiting for Mo Yuan Kun to finish his words, Mo Yi Qing's handsome face sank and he immediately cut off the phone.

Looking at the black screen of the phone in his hand, Mo Yi Qing coldly curled his lips and walked straight into the study.

His arrogant figure stood in front of the French window with red wine in his mouth.

Thinking about his father's phone call just now, he didn't need to guess. He could imagine that the old man must have forced him to make the call.

Father, this sacred word, in his life's dictionary, was the darkest and lightest.

There was no difference from a passerby.

He only remembered that on a rainy night twenty years ago, when his mother fell in a pool of blood, she handed his hand to him.

From then on, he followed this completely unfamiliar man into Mo Yu Bei Garden.

From then on, he found out that he had another identity, an illegitimate child.

If not for the old man protecting him from a young age, even if he grew up, he would have long been turned into a cripple.

Raising his head and drinking the whole cup, Mo Yi Qing clenched his goblet tightly, his knuckles white.

He would take back everything that belonged to him without missing a beat.

Those who had given him nightmares and pain, he would not hesitate to pay a hundred times or a thousand times more to let them get what they deserved.

He heavily placed the wine glass on the table.

Mo Yi Qing sat in the chair in front of the desk, opened the drawer, and took out an exquisite box.

He opened the box thoughtfully and thought about the bracelet on Jing Xiao Can's wrist in her Photo Frame. Although he only glanced at it a few times, he was very sure that the bracelet in his hand was the same as the one on her wrist.

He carefully looked at the bracelet again. It was just a platinum bracelet with hollow patterns. On one side was an exquisite P-shaped key, and on the other side was a double heart shaped pendant.

The appearance looked ordinary, but the exquisite workmanship must have come from a world-class master.

"Qiao En, help me find out who made this bracelet." A strong curiosity prompted Mo Yi Qing to call his friend. As soon as he finished speaking, he sent the picture of the bracelet to him.

"Young Mo, what kind of treasure is this? It can actually attract your interest. Haha, it can't be a gift for the woman you like, right?" On the other side, Qiao En stared at the picture and laughed loudly.

Qiao En was an expert in jewelry appraisal and Mo Yi Qing's trusted friend.

It was just a female bracelet, but Mo Yi Qing actually asked him for it. It really surprised him.