C23 It Was Clear

Hsu Mochen suddenly realized that he had never seen Lau Ying since Xia Qingning's funeral.

Her phone was full of missed calls and missed messages.

After Xia Qingning's accident, he could no longer divert his attention and fell into a painful mood. He could not walk out no matter what and did not want to talk to anyone.

Hsu Mochen hesitated for a few seconds and stiffly slid his phone to pick up the vibrating phone.

"Young Master Hsu."

Lau Ying's soft voice was heard in the phone. Hsu Mochen's voice sounded weak because of the fatigue from the past few days. "What is it? Is something the matter?"

"What have you been busy with these few days? Why have you been ignoring me?"

Lau Ying could hear a trace of complaint in her tone, but she did not dare to complain about Hsu Mochen. Her tone softened for a moment. "I miss you very much and worry about you. Let me see you, okay?"

Hsu Mochen did not say anything for a moment. He was lying on the soft sofa beside the bed. His head was a little dizzy.

So he did not pay attention to what they were talking about.

Seeing that Hsu Mochen did not object, the other side of the microphone immediately said, "I made some porridge. You must have not had a good meal these few days. I will send it to you now."

After an unknown amount of time, Hsu Mochen lay on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

After that, he woke up a little from his nightmare due to the heat and wetness between his lips.

Exhausted, he opened his eyes and kissed the warm and moist kiss on his lips.

When a familiar lemon fragrance came from his nose, Hsu Mochen unconsciously wrapped his arms around the woman's slim waist and responded inch by inch. She...

When he heard a woman's coquettish voice, Hsu Mochen immediately stopped moving and opened his eyes. What entered his eyes was Lau Ying's expectant face.

"Why is it you?" Hsu Mochen could not explain why he blurted it out. He immediately let go of the woman and stood up.

Lau Ying's heart sank. She tidied up her clothes in a sorry state. She did not look happy that she had gotten what she wanted. "Young Master Hsu, don't tell me you think it is Miss Xia?"

These words undoubtedly pierced into Hsu Mochen's heart.

He paused for a second and took a sip from the bottle beside him.

Lau Ying looked around the room. There were red wine bottles everywhere that had free time. During Hsu Mochen's time, he had never seen this man become so passive and dispirited because of someone. When her gaze fell on the black wooden box on the desk, the hatred in her heart intensified. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in front of her. "Young Master Hsu, Xia Qingning is already dead. You must accept this fact. A dead person cannot come back to life. Moreover, you once hated her to the bone. Now you can treat it as your wish..."

"Shut up." Before the woman could finish her sentence, a man's magnetic voice sounded in the quiet room. The anger in Hsu Mochen's eyes seemed to want to swallow Lau Ying alive in the dim light. "Who is the one who wants it?"

A sentence blocked Lau Ying's mouth.

The anger in the air around Hsu Mochen made her shiver. "Young Master Hsu, what do you mean?"

"Lau Ying, what are you thinking? I, Hsu Mochen, can see it clearly." Hsu Mochen sat down on the chair by the window. He nodded and took a deep breath. He moved his eyes away from the woman and looked out the window.