C2 Fiancée

Jian Mo didn't know how she had followed Yang Zhexu out of the airport. She was like a child who had done something wrong.

The parents of the Jian family didn't dare breathe a word as they waited for Yang Zhexu to get in the car. I need to talk to Jian Mo alone, they said.

In the small private room of the airport's dining hall, his parents were sitting on a chair. Their eyes were filled with anger.

His father, Jian Ce, slammed the table with a cold expression. "What are you still standing there for? Kneel down!"

Almost by reflex, Jian Mo knelt down in front of the two elders with a "putong" sound as the plates on the table touched each other.

"How many times have you tried to kill us?" Jian Ce's question was like a slap to her face, burning hot.

Her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth opened and closed as if she wanted to explain. Her mother, Kuan Lingyue, crossed her arms and looked down at her as if she was looking at trash." If he really cares about us, he won't escape from reality! Jian Mo, you're just being shameless. What's wrong with serving Director Yang? Did you suffer a loss or did you wear something? "

He was not good at anything.

In her parents' eyes, she was an item that was pawned to Yang Zhexu.

They didn't care about her life or death. They were only worried that Yang Zhexu would ask them for money, and that their son would continue to be hunted down by loan sharks...

"I want to be a person, I want to live a normal life, I want to be free." Jian Mo's voice was as soft as a fly as she expressed her thoughts. She grabbed the leg of her pants with both hands and raised her head. Tears filled her eyes as she pleaded, "Mom, Dad, please let me go..."

As long as she could get rid of Yang Zhexu, she could escape anywhere...

"Let you go? Who's going to let us go?" Jian Ce's voice suddenly rose to a crescendo, like a ferocious devil. "If you take my surname, then you must take responsibility for the Jian family!"

Responsibility?

Responsibility was to pay off his son's debt?

"I'm sorry for disturbing you..."

Before Jian Mo could erupt with pent-up grievances and anger, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open. The waiter was stunned to see her kneeling on the ground.

"It's none of your business. We don't order." His parents stood up and threw a cold look at the waiter. Jian Ce walked to the door and grabbed Jian Mo's clothes, lifting her up. His eyes were filled with disgust. "What a disgrace!"

Jian Mo's heart seemed to be bleeding. It hurt so much...

As Jian Ce dragged her out of the restaurant, she couldn't help but wonder why she was a member of the Jian family. Why was she their daughter? If she valued men more than women, why did she have to be born?

"Director Yang, I'm sorry, Jian Mo is really insensible. I taught her a lesson, and I promise I won't make you angry again."

When Jian Mo was stuffed into the carriage, Jian Ce bowed and bowed as he stood by the side of the carriage. He smiled fawningly and apologized sincerely.

Perhaps in his eyes, Yang Zhexu was not a body of flesh and blood, but a mountain of gold and silver that reached into the clouds.

When Jian Mo was a child, she had heard a story. It was said that the place where the sun rose was full of gold, and every morning there was a golden glow. When the villagers found out about it, they went to pick up the gold together. One of them was so greedy that when he picked up the sun, he was melted alive by it.

If this story was true, then maybe Jian Ce was the one.

Yang Zhexu didn't even give them a straight face. He casually raised his hand, and the driver understood what he meant. He stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

The carriage was silent. Jian Mo clenched her fists, her palms drenched in cold sweat.

Where were they going?

"Zhexu." She swallowed her saliva, and her scalp felt a little numb, "I didn't want to go on a blind date. I had no choice but to hurt you. You know, my brother owes a lot of money, I can't do anything about it..."

"I don't want to hear it."

Yang Zhexu coldly interrupted her explanation and sneered, "Not a single word you said was the truth."

"I..."

Jian Mo was the one who had mocked him for not having a house, a car, or a bank account. She was also the one who went on blind dates with the nouveau riche, but that was forced by her parents...

Who would have thought that the man she'd been seeing was the CEO of H Group in A City? Who would have thought that her parting words would become an endless nightmare?

"We're here. Get out of the car."

Yang Zhexu reminded her. She raised her head and realized that the car was parked in front of the Typhoon Bilingual Kindergarten.

What did he mean?

There would be no punishment for running away. Did he want her to continue working?

Jian Mo couldn't read his mind. She saw a tall figure standing upright outside the car. The sun was shining down on him, and his hair was covered in a faint halo. His angular face was as handsome as a godsend.

Through the window, Jian Mo felt her heart palpitate.

He was just too perfect, which was why she had fallen in love with him at first sight half a year ago. That was why she had joked, "Let's go out."

At that time, he promised to be very straightforward, but every time he picked Yang Zishuo up, it was always by bus and subway.

She thought he was just a handsome pauper...

He followed Yang Zhexu into the school. As soon as he reached the door, he saw the children of Aurora Class Two playing on tricycles in the courtyard of the school. They pedaled and chased each other on wheels.

"Teacher Mo!" One of the children got off his tricycle and ran towards Jian Mo.

The little guy shook his head and wiggled his buttocks, looking extremely cute.

"I thought you weren't going to work today." The one who spoke was her classmate, Xiao Yingyue.

She was wearing a white OL-style suit, and her wavy long hair hung on her right shoulder. She held Yang Zishuo's small hand and smiled sweetly.

Just as Jian Mo was about to speak, a hand suddenly covered her waist and squeezed it lightly.

She turned around and looked at Yang Zhexu. He had already let go of her hand as if nothing had happened and walked towards Yang Zishuo with his long legs.

She thought he would pick Yang Zishuo up, but he hugged Xiao Yingyue instead.

"There are so many people..." Xiao Yingyue looked at Jian Mo, and a blush appeared on her delicate face. She was as shy as a young wife who had just married.

"What are you afraid of? We're in a relationship, not an affair." When Yang Zhexu said the words "affair," he glanced at Jian Mo from the corner of his eye.

Jian Mo's entire body stiffened, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

When did they...

"Don't be like this. The school has its own rules." Xiao Yingyue pushed Yang Zhexu, broke free from his embrace, and patted Yang Zishuo's little head, "Be good and go to class with Teacher Momo."

Jian Mo was a little absent-minded as her warm little hand held her fingertips.

"Teacher Mo, I'm very obedient today. I built a big castle today..."

She followed Yang Zishuo's footsteps and stumbled into the classroom, just in time to hear the nurse's envious sigh. "That's so good."

Were they talking about Xiao Yingyue?

Her heart felt as if it was pierced by a needle. Jian Mo unconsciously used her hands to grip the clothes on her chest, as if this could ease the pain.

What did Yang Zhexu want to do?