C10 Love and No Love(2)

But two people who disapprove of each other in this hazy night, one is a fake girlfriend hired with money, and the other is a callous and fickle employer. A hint of unexplainable feelings were quietly growing without being allowed.

"Young master, the old master asked you and Miss Yu to go in. You must be hungry." Uncle Lee suddenly appeared and sent two butterflies flying in the bushes.

Mo Yanxi's face suddenly turned cold, "Master? Hmph, remember, there is no master here!" After saying that, he threw the glasses in his hand to Yu Miaomiao.

Yu Miaomiao felt the surrounding temperature drop instantly and the strange atmosphere that was brewing was also dispersed.

"Yes." Uncle Lee left and secretly sighed.

"Uncle Lee, did young master kiss Miss Yu?"

"Hey, lower your voice! Uncle Lee, are they hugging each other?"

The servants gathered at the entrance of the garden and surrounded Uncle Lee, asking him questions. They had a never-ending passion for gossip.

"What are you talking about? Let's go, let's go!" Uncle Lee pulled a long face and dismissed the servants. He turned around and looked into the depths of the garden.

Although he did not get along well with the old master, he felt that the young master must be serious about the young lady. As for that young lady, she looked like a pretty good girl.

Yu Miaomiao put on the glasses and her vision became clear again. She suddenly felt that she was still fuzzy as she looked at Mo Yanxi in front of her.

This was still the cold and temperamental Mo Yanxi, but why did he suddenly act so gentle just now?

Mo Yanxi looked at Yu Miaomiao's clear eyes and felt inexplicably irritated. It was as if he had seen through his heart.

"Don't think too much. Once the time is up, I will pay according to the agreement." Mo Yanxi stood up and coldly cut off his relationship with Yu Miaomiao.

"En." Yu Miaomiao nodded. It might have been all an illusion.

"I must have been hallucinating just now."

Mo Yanxi, who was walking in front, thought to himself.

...

After finishing a meal without any taste, Mo Yanxi drove Yu Miaomiao back at Lin Xiaoran's request.

In the car, Yu Miaomiao stared at the night view outside the window, occasionally glancing at the cold iceberg beside her.

Mo Yanxi, on the other hand, drove around with a cold expression. From the moment they said goodbye to Lin Xiaoran with a smile on their faces and got into the car, Mo Yanxi had a stiff face and did not speak again. Yu Miaomiao also looked at his face and did not dare to make a sound. It was also because of this that Mo Yanxi actually did not know where Yu Miaomiao lived and could only go around in circles.

"I did not perform well today?" Yu Miaomiao was so stifled that she felt uncomfortable. She could only break the stiff atmosphere by saying it out.

However, she felt that Mo Yanxi's mother liked her quite a lot. As for Mo Xinqiao... From the beginning to the end, she did not see him speak much. His face was even worse than Mo Yanxi's face. She didn't know whether he had a conflict with this son or something else.

Mo Yanxi didn't speak, as if he didn't hear anything.

"You hate your father?" In the end, Yu Miaomiao simply asked. Although she knew that this might be Mo Yanxi's mine, she still could not help it. Why did he make it seem like he was his enemy even though he could be a happy father and son?

"Chi!"

The car was suddenly hit by an emergency brake and made a big turn, then it stopped by the side of the road.

Mo Yanxi panted and opened the car door, then walked out and sat in the car. Inside the car, Yu Miaomiao was still feeling the fear of almost losing her life just now. She patted her chest and tried to calm herself down.

It seemed that this mine was too hard to step on.

When Yu Miaomiao completely calmed down, she found that Mo Yanxi was quietly smoking in the car. Smoke wrapped around him and slowly rose into the air. Mo Yanxi's back looked especially lonely in the bleak night.

Yu Miaomiao suddenly realized that the man in front of her was not as cold and strong as he looked on the surface. He also had pain that others would not be able to touch.

Slowly, she walked towards him and took the cigarette between his fingers.

"Do you know how happy you are now? Why do you want to hurt yourself and your family? "

Mo Yanxi turned his head and looked down at her stubborn face. Suddenly, he smiled and pinched Yu Miaomiao's face. His voice was cold and terrifying.

"I don't need you to care about my business. Who do you think you are?"

This woman had once again provoked him. The only favorable impression he had from before had disappeared.

A red mark gradually appeared on Yu Miaomiao's fair face, but she still looked directly into Mo Yanxi's eyes. In his eyes, what she saw was clearly not hatred, but heartache and disappointment.

"You love your father. Right? You just hate him for ignoring you and your mother, and for being disloyal to your mother. But do you know what the happiest thing in the world is? It is when you understand the precious feelings between family members that you discover that your family members are still by your side, and that they will constantly pass on warmth to you. But you don't understand at all now!" Although it was a little difficult, Yu Miaomiao still finished speaking in one breath. There was no fear in her eyes towards Mo Yanxi. There was only persistence. She had an incomparably firm belief in her family.

That trace of persistence touched Mo Yanxi.

He looked straight into Yu Miaomiao's eyes that were covered by thick lenses, and the freckles on her face could be faintly seen. Mo Yanxi felt that this woman really could not be considered a beauty.

He threw Yu Miaomiao's face away and continued to stare at the night sky. But he could not ignore the shock in his heart from Yu Miaomiao's words. It seemed like he had never thought about the meaning of familial love to him.

"Address." After saying that coldly, Mo Yanxi jumped down and walked into the car.

"The address... Oh, 34 Cypress Street." Yu Miaomiao hurriedly followed him and carefully observed Mo Yanxi's face from time to time. Although it was still cold, at least it was not as violent as before.

A car worth millions was speeding at an extremely high speed on the road at night. From time to time, it would create a sharp wind.