

Yan Mo Xiao met the killer who came to kill him. Yan Mo Xiao was very filial, but the killer had shown mercy to him time and time again. He did not understand, but he also did not want to understand. He was attracted by the words that came from living with Yutang's filial piety, and he kept them by his side. Yan Mo Xiao felt that the person he loved was Yan Ruo, but he realized that he would sometimes think of Yan Ji Xiao. However, if he wanted to find him again, Yan Ji Xiao had already died. Only then did Yan Mo Xiao understand that from the very beginning, the reason why he was so wise and filial was to give his words to him so that he could die peacefully. He was the one who was tricked, the prey in a cage full of filial piety. However, Yan Moxiao did not believe that Yan Zhixiao was dead. By the time he found Yan Zhihui again, the latter had already returned to the side of another man. He had already missed the opportunity from the start, not to mention that Ruo Ruo was in the middle of them now. "For the last little bit of time, Yan Mo Xiao would be kind enough to take good care of Yan Ruo, whether it was family or love." I want to take care of you. " Yan Zhi smiled. "I don't need to take care of her anymore." Yan Mo Xiao did not refute him. With his recently dead Yan Zhi Xiao, he drove the car and gradually disappeared from this city that Yan Mo Xiao hated.