C138 Listen to Me(1)

"I'm sorry." She said softly, her eyes clear. "I shouldn't have gotten angry with you. I'm in a bad mood, so I came here to rest. I didn't inform you in advance. I'm sorry."

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. She explained and apologized, but this wasn't what he wanted.

"I've made you suffer today." Seeing the shock in her eyes, he caressed her cheek. "Don't take Mother's words to heart."

With a soft grunt, she took a step back and moved to the side. "Come in first."

His empty palm felt a little cold. He walked in, sat on the sofa, and looked around. "Don't you like that villa?"

She put down a glass of water in front of him and sat on the sofa on the side. She looked at the glass of water in her hand. "It's okay."

"If you like this type of house, I can buy one near the school." Leaning on the sofa, he pulled open his tie.

"No need" The sudden rejection seemed to have become her habit. She rubbed the edge of the cup and felt a slight chill to calm her down. "You don't have to be so good to us. I'm afraid I won't be able to pay you back."

"Then you don't have to pay me back." The voice that was close to her was slightly cold as it climbed up her skin bit by bit.

"Oh!"

She opened her eyes wide as she kissed him passionately. She saw his fine eyelashes and his closed eyes. She wanted to retreat, but his hand grabbed her hair, preventing her from breathing.

Just as she was about to suffocate, he released her, giving her temporary salvation. After that, he stuck to her again, rubbing her lips, the wet and hot tip of his tongue tracing her lips.

"No!" She quickly turned her head and her lips brushed past his face. It seemed that her body temperature was even higher than hers.

He hugged her, relaxed his body, and placed all his weight on her body. She could hear his heavy breathing and charming whispers, "I want you."

"Please, don't." She begged.

Why did she always reject him?

He originally wanted to ignore her wishes and comply with his own desires, but after seeing the grief in her eyes, he lost interest.

He got up, tidied his appearance, and opened the door without saying a word. He paused, "I'll send someone to pick you up later." After he finished speaking, he closed the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Jiaang Xin slid down and sat on the ground. She lay on the sofa with her eyes tightly closed and told herself not to cry.

"Mom, did you and uncle quarrel?" Her soft voice was mixed with fear and uneasiness.

Jiaang Xin looked up and forced a smile. She tidied her hair and reached out to Tongtong. Tongtong ran over and threw himself into her arms.

"Tongtong is not afraid. Uncle is just playing with mother. Don't be afraid of uncle." She patted Tongtong's head and spoke softly.

Tongtong did not speak. He tightly grabbed Jiaang Xin's clothes.

Jiaang Xin patted Tongtong's back and slightly opened her mouth. The soft tune and unique language complemented each other and melted in the warm sun.

After being picked up back to the villa, Jiaang Xin was still thinking about how to face Zhang Teng. Unexpectedly, he did not call to inform her or come back. After thinking for a while, she called him but no one answered.

She was a little worried. She called the special assistant again, but no one answered.

This was a situation that had never happened before. All night, she did not dare to sleep too deeply, but until dawn, she did not wait for him.

Looking at the thick black, she sighed and increased the weight of the powder before barely covering it up. She yawned and sent Tongtong to school, while Tongtong also looked like he was not in good spirits.

No matter how she asked, he was unwilling to say anything. She could only comfort him and tell him not to think too much.

When they reached the school, Tongtong ran to the teacher's side and waved at her. He ran into the building and could not see her again.

She looked at him in a trance for a while before shaking her swollen and painful head and preparing to go home. When she turned around, she bumped into a person and staggered. Fortunately, that person caught her quickly. Otherwise, she would have been made a fool of by the crowd.

"Thank you!" She hurriedly took a step back and thanked him.

"Yi, it's you!" The familiar voice and the slightly raised tone carried a trace of playfulness. "It's really fated!"

It turned out to be Mo Zifei.

For some reason, she heaved a sigh of relief, and her mood also relaxed a little. Feeling two strong gazes, she lowered her head to look. Two children who looked similar held hands and stood beside Mo Zifei, smiling at her.

"This is your child?" She smiled. He actually already had a child. She really couldn't tell.

Mo Zifei waved his hand repeatedly and jumped far away, afraid of being misunderstood. "This is my nephew and niece. I am just sending them to school."

The two children rolled their eyes at Mo Zifei's actions at the same time. They were indescribably cute.

"Hello, both of you." Jiaang Xin squatted down and looked at them directly. They had similar facial features, but it was impossible to tell their gender. They had awkward and bright eyes, a small nose, pink cherry lips, and a round and cute baby fat on their cheeks.

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Mo Yang." The little kid on the left raised a big smile. "Male."

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Mo Yue." The child on the right blinked and smiled faintly, "Girl."