C12 What Young Shang Wanted

Shang Moze was a little stunned. Just as he got off the car and walked over, Yi Xiaomi rushed over and hugged him so tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear.

Shang Moze did not notice that the uneasiness and worry in his heart also disappeared when he saw that Yi Xiaomi was safe and sound.

"It's fine." Shang Moze's lips slightly parted, and there was an unnoticeable smile on his lips. He gently patted Yi Xiaomi's back. He would not admit that the light in Yi Xiaomi's eyes when she saw him just now had obviously pleased him.

The magnetic and masculine voice entered Yi Xiaomi's ears, but it made her entire body tremble. She suddenly raised her head and saw Shang Moze's handsome and three-dimensional face in her eyes. Tears uncontrollably flowed out from the corners of her eyes.

It was not her Luocheng...

Only then did Shang Moze realize that Yi Xiaomi's body temperature was terrifyingly low. He frowned unhappily. Shang Moze carried Yi Xiaomi and walked into the car.

Putting Yi Xiaomi in the front passenger seat, Shang Moze turned sideways to fasten her seatbelt and adjusted the temperature of the car.

Yi Xiaomi looked at Shang Moze's side profile. The outline was clear and handsome, like the most outstanding piece of art - no wonder the women in A City were crazily chasing after him.

"That..." The tears at the corner of Yi Xiaomi's eyes had long been wiped away in the dark. However, her voice carried a thick nasal cavity. It was probably because she had caught a cold. "Thank you."

Shang Moze did not say anything. He turned to look at Yi Xiaomi. God knew what kind of speed he was flying at. Half an hour of driving had been compressed by him into ten minutes.

When he saw Yi Xiaomi squatting on the ground, his heart was shocked. Under the light of the endless night, that figure was so lonely and thin. He actually felt some pain in his heart.

"Ah Chou!" Yi Xiaomi hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand and carefully looked at Shang Moze. Seeing that there was no expression of disgust on his face, she calmed down a little.

After all, it was so late now and they were not familiar with the place. If Shang Moze chased her out of the car now, she would cry. Before she could react, an unknown object flew towards her head. Yi Xiaomi quickly reached out her hands and pulled down the thing on her head.

It turned out to be Shang Moze's suit. It had a nice smell of tobacco and a unique masculine scent. Yi Xiaomi looked at Shang Moze in confusion. "Why did you take off your clothes?" He even threw it on her face so violently...

Shang Moze only wore a white shirt and a high quality tie with stripes that made him look more handsome. Yi Xiaomi moved to the side of the window and pulled away from him. Could it be that he wanted to be in the car or something?

Seeing Yi Xiaomi's guarded expression, Shang Moze immediately knew what she was thinking. The man's originally expressionless face slowly darkened, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little chilly. It was quite strange.

Yi Xiaomi saw this and retreated again. Shang Moze's expression was already ugly. He really wanted to knock Yi Xiaomi's head open and see what was inside. Shouldn't a normal woman's thought be to immediately put on clothes and then be touched to the point of not being able to do it? Why did it become that he wanted to do something when he came to Yi Xiaomi's place...

"Put it on!" After saying this, Shang Moze did not look at Yi Xiaomi anymore. He stepped on the accelerator and the black business car sped away like an arrow leaving the bow.

Yi Xiaomi touched her nose and then put the clothes in front of her. She seemed to have misunderstood...

Secretly glancing at the driver's seat, Yi Xiaomi quickly looked away. Shang Moze's face was so dark that it could be squeezed out of water. Correspondingly, the speed of the car was also not normal.

Yi Xiaomi tightly grabbed the seatbelt. After thinking for a while, she carefully said, "That, Young Master Shang. What time should we go back?"

"Who told you that we are going back?" Shang Moze fixed his eyes on the front and turned the steering wheel hard. The MPV made a big turn and Yi Xiaomi leaned to the side. She crashed into Shang Moze's shoulder.

"Isn't it too obvious that you want to throw yourself into ___'s arms?"

Yi Xiaomi touched her nose to make sure that there was no fracture before she let out a sigh of relief. Just as she wanted to question Shang Moze, she realized that the corner of this fellow's mouth was lifted and his eyes were full of ridicule. Clearly, he was taking pleasure in Shang Moze's misfortune!

Shang Moze would not admit that he did it on purpose. Seeing Yi Xiaomi's angry look, he felt very happy. Who asked this woman to be so unreasonable just now? Did he look like a person who did not care about food?

Yi Xiaomi crossed her arms in front of her chest and angrily turned her head to look outside the car window. It was probably because she had been on tenterhooks and tensed up just now, and now she was in a safe environment. She relaxed her entire body and watched as the eyelids actually started to fight. He slowly fell asleep.

"Get lost! Get lost! I don't have a daughter like you!" "Dad, dad, don't, don't..."

"I told you long ago not to date that Ling. Now that you're satisfied, do you regret it? Yi Qingren, our Yi family doesn't have a jinx like you. Go, go as far as you can!"

"Luocheng... Luocheng, I was wrong. I was wrong. Wake up. I beg you, I beg you. " The girl knelt in front of the crystal coffin with tears streaming down her face, her fingers tightly grabbing onto the cold coffin. She screamed at the top of her lungs.

"It's all your fault..." The young girl turned her head little by little. Surprisingly, it was a face that was exactly the same as Yi Xiaomi's. Her eyes were filled with resentment as she grabbed Yi Xiaomi who was standing at the door.

Yi Xiaomi's entire body quivered and she suddenly sat up from the car seat. She gasped in fear and uncertainty as cold sweat trickled down her beautiful face.

Why did she have that dream? It had clearly been a long time since she remembered it. Yi Xiaomi took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress the uneasiness and fear in her heart.

Shang Moze saw this scene from one side of his face. Yi Xiaomi's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. It made people feel scared when they saw it.

"Why is it so cold?" Before she could stop it, Shang Moze's big hand had already covered her forehead with a burning temperature.

Yi Xiaomi pretended to be happy when she opened the car door and walked out. "Have we arrived? I have slept for so long."

She found it shameful that she had been greedy for the temperature of Shang Moze's palm just now. Her five fingers slowly bent and clenched. Would she become weak after being alone for too long?

Shang Moze looked at Yi Xiaomi standing outside the car without saying anything. There was a pain in his heart. elegantly unbuckled the seatbelt, Shang Moze stepped out of the car door and stood behind Yi Xiaomi.

If Yi Xiaomi was pretending to laugh just now, then she really could not laugh anymore. Her voice was trembling. "This... Where is this place? "

Shang Moze raised his head. A white European style villa stood out in the night sky. It was situated among layers of trees, looking like a white pearl that had fallen into the ocean. However, under the dark night sky, it seemed lonely and lonely.

"My house."

"Your house?," Yi Xiaomi stared at the building in front of her in a mess and said, "Didn't we want to go back? Where is this place? No, why did we come to this damn place where weeds are growing?"

A ghostly place with weeds growing everywhere... Shang Moze secretly chewed on these few words. Who knew how many rich and powerful people wanted to live in this ghostly place? Every corner of this place was calculated in eight zeros!

"I didn't say I wanted to go back." Shang Moze looked at Yi Xiaomi, who was obviously a little angry, and his face unconsciously showed some ridicule. "Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Yi Xiaomi looked at the smile on Shang Moze's face. There was anger in her heart. There was also a fake smile in her tone. "It is my honor to be able to come to Young Master Shang's mansion in the middle of the night."

In the middle of the night, Yi Xiaomi squeezed out word by word, as if she wanted to bite down on these four words. But her eyes were fierce as she stared at Shang Moze's handsome face, which looked like it deserved a beating.

"Put away your fake smile." Shang Moze's face changed. He took big steps and walked along the stone road. "I did not ask you to laugh."

Selling a smile... Yi Xiaomi was in a bad mood. Pui, she had hands and feet. Her limbs were healthy and she could talk. What kind of smile was she selling?

She walked behind Shang Moze with a pout, and Yi Xiaomi's face was full of ridicule. She realized that Shang Moze's change of expression was really comparable to that of a Sichuan drama. It was just a matter of minutes. A matter of seconds. It seemed like he was in a good mood last second. The next second, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Yi Xiaomi had no idea that Shang Moze was filled with anger. It was not easy for him to see Yi Xiaomi's weak side. He thought that Yi Xiaomi was slowly opening her heart to him. Who would have thought that she would immediately put on a fake mask again. She had an indifferent smile on her face.

A dark color flashed in Shang Moze's deep eyes, carrying the light of plundering. Since it was a game, he wanted to play it bigger. He not only wanted Yi Xiaomi's people, but also her heart.

He sent people to investigate Yi Xiaomi's past. It seemed that he had a boyfriend in the past. But later on, Yi Xiaomi came to A City alone for some unknown reason. There were only a few pieces of information about Yi Xiaomi, as if someone was deliberately hiding her past. Her means were superb, only leaving a vague outline.

If he continued to investigate and put in more effort, everything about Yi Xiaomi would appear in front of his eyes. However, he did not want to delve deeper and wanted Yi Xiaomi to tell him personally.

Boyfriend... He repeated the word in his heart. A cruel expression appeared on Shang Moze's face. This woman, from her heart to her body, all belonged to him.

Regarding the memories of the past, he would tear them apart bit by bit, leaving Yi Xiaomi unable to remember anything about anyone else. Only he, Shang Moze, could live through all his life.

He turned his head to look at Yi Xiaomi, who was still angry behind him. Shang Moze reached out his long hand and pulled Yi Xiaomi into his warm and broad arms.

Yi Xiaomi, your soul will also carry the mark of me, Shang Moze.

"What are you doing?" Yi Xiaomi did not expect Shang Moze to do this. She stood unsteadily at the door, and behind her was the warm embrace of a man.

"Open the door." After Shang Moze said that, he held Yi Xiaomi with one hand and slowly put the other hand on the door. "Fingerprint identification. Identity matched. Verification passed..." A mechanical female voice came. Yi Xiaomi opened her eyes wide and looked at Shang Moze's calm side profile.

"This... This is fingerprint recognition?" "What else?" "What if one day your fingerprint is stolen by someone else?"

"No one is bored for the time being. How dare you open the door with my fingerprints?"

Yi Xiaomi thought she had seen a lot of things. After all, she used to live in the upper class for more than ten years, but she was still shocked by the scene in front of her.

Clean, luxurious, comfortable, and grand... In one word, it was money. In other words, it was worth money. In other words, it was very valuable.

Shang Moze let go of the hand on Yi Xiaomi's shoulder and walked straight to the sofa. His long legs were stacked together, making him look elegant and noble.

Yi Xiaomi blinked and quickly adjusted her facial expression. Pooh, pooh. Wasn't she angry that Shang Moze took her to run around on his own accord? Why did she look like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden now?

"The kitchen is over there," Shang Moze's deep and magnetic voice sounded in the air. He slightly tilted his head to the left, indicating the direction of the kitchen. Yi Xiaomi:... "

Why did he tell her the kitchen was over there? She was not hungry. Shouldn't he tell her where the bedroom was? She was very sleepy.

Shang Moze looked at Yi Xiaomi's confused face and almost gritted his teeth. "I drove for two hours. Shouldn't you make something for me to eat dinner?"

Shang Moze realized that as long as he was with Yi Xiaomi, he would easily break his skills. He could face tens of millions of dollars without changing his expression, but he often wanted to strangle the woman in front of him.

You said she was in a daze, but sometimes she was as smart as something. You said she was smart, but sometimes her brain was not on the normal route.

Yi Xiaomi suddenly understood. So he wanted her to cook? It was just that... "Are you sure you want me to cook?" Yi Xiaomi licked her lips and looked at Shang Moze with uncertainty.

"Do you want me to cook? "

Yi Xiaomi quickly smiled and shook her head vigorously. She quickly ran into the kitchen and said, "Of course not. I will go, I will go."

She could not imagine Shang Moze wearing an apron, holding a spatula in one hand and a frying pan in the other.

Shang Moze looked at Yi Xiaomi's retreating back and the corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up. A wave of sleepiness hit him. Shang Moze closed his deep eyes, one hand holding his angular chin, and leaned against the sofa to take a nap.