Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 212

twelve o'clock at midnight—

Luo Xiaofan stood at the door of Nian Shaokai's room on time.

Before knocking, the door opened.

Nian Shaokai leaned against the door, with an expected smile on his mouth, he looked at his watch leisurely: "It's twelve o'clock, you're very punctual."

Luo Xiaofan didn't even raise his head: "I want to know the reason."

Nian Shaokai turned around and stretched his waist: "You know my mother, why did your mentor have bad legs? It was the one who was pushed down from the second floor by Lan Qingya back then. Mo Yinfeng's father and my mother were childhood sweethearts. But Lan Qingya relied on the strength of their family to seize love, forcing her mother to be disabled and her father to commit suicide, you say, if I do this, they deserve it."

Nian Shaokai spoke calmly, Luo Xiaofan listened calmly.

Nian Shaokai sat on the sofa: "My mother never mentioned this matter since I was a child, and never told me about my father, but when I was very young, I found that my mother wrote to my father in her treasured book. I only understood all of this, and then I realized that my father is Mo Yanqing. From then on, I swore that I would return all of this to Lan Qingya, and I would impose her on my mother. I will return all the pain I suffered to her. The purpose of my return to China is to take revenge. I once told you that I have a person engraved in my heart. That person is Mo Yinfeng. I want to get back everything I lost. .”

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But I found that destroying him is not as interesting as watching him live in pain, and you are the source of endless pain for him."

Luo Xiaofan also laughed: "So, you use me, you let me hand over the song of the nightingale to you, and then disappear without a trace in the world of Mo Yinfeng, let him misunderstand me, and make him suffer more, right? ?”

On the contrary, he showed a slightly surprised expression: "Xiao Fan, you have become smarter."

Luo Xiaofan laughed at himself: "Yeah, I've always been a fool, otherwise how could I believe you at the beginning? You've got it right, I won't tell Mo Yinfeng, brother, you're so smart, you're so smart Feelings can count.”

Nian Shaokai was a little surprised by her calmness now, her voice was like ice cubes in an ice cellar, cold and blunt, with a chill.

"However, you miscalculated one thing, that is, people's hearts. You destroyed your position in my heart with your own hands. From today on, you are no longer my brother. I can leave Mo Yinfeng, but please abide by it." Promise, I will never trouble Moshi from now on."

Nian Shaokai stood up: "Naturally, we will return to France tomorrow. Then, I can give you a wedding of the century. What Mo Yinfeng didn't give you, I will give you everything."

He walked up to her and reached out to caress her pale face, but she avoided her with eyes full of disgust.

Nian Shaokai's eyes dimmed, but he smiled and withdrew his hand.

"It doesn't matter, we have a long stay in Japan, you go to the room to rest first, we will return to France tomorrow. By the way, my mother will go back with us tomorrow. She has always wanted us to be together, and her wish will finally come true. "

Luo Xiaofan didn't speak, turned around and entered the room.

The moment Nian Shaokai closed the door of her room, the smile on her face gradually faded.

He sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Another reason, I didn't tell you, is for myself.

He finally found a legitimate reason to keep her by his side.

The cigarette was burned out at the fingertips, and the smoke curled up, blurring his face, but he could faintly see a soft smile flashing at the corner of his mouth...

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The international airport in city A——

The earliest flight to France is at eight in the morning.

Luo Xiaofan was expressionless along the way, and she didn't have any luggage, just clutching a necklace tightly in her hand, her fingertips were cold.

Arriving at the airport, waiting for the plane on the second floor, when going up the stairs, Luo Xiaofan suddenly squatted down, his expression seemed to be in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Nian Shaokai hurriedly asked.

"Stomach hurts." Beads of sweat dripped down from the corner of his forehead while speaking.

She has always had stomach problems, and she had an attack yesterday, and she deliberately didn't eat breakfast this morning.

"Where's your medicine?" Nian Shaokai flipped through the pockets of her coat.

After seeing the empty medicine bottle, he cursed secretly, and immediately stood up: "I'll go buy medicine for you, bear with it for a while, and I'll be right back."

After saying that, he ran out.

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When he came back, Luo Xiaofan was nowhere to be seen.

There was an inexplicable premonition in my heart, as if I had lost something important and could never get it back.

He frantically searched every corner, but he didn't find her figure.

Standing in the middle of the airport, watching the flow of people coming and going, there is a feeling of spinning.

"Uncle, uncle, a sister asked me to give this to you." A childish voice came from below.

Nian Shaokai bowed his head, and there was a five or six-year-old girl at his feet, with her head up, holding a letter in her hand.

His fingers trembled a little, and he opened them slowly.

Everything around seemed to be quiet.Only his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, he squeezed the letter into a ball and smashed it out.

"Brother, I'm leaving. You said that you just want to take revenge on the Mo family. You just want to separate me from Mo Yinfeng. I promise you, I won't go back, I won't see him, so don't come to me."

In just a few words, he felt as if his heart had been taken away by someone, and it was so empty.

Why, at this point, you still escape after all.

Why are you stingy with giving me even one chance.

His eyes were almost red: "Do you think you can escape?"

The stationery that had been torn by him was picked up and slowly opened.

It was his mother, Nian Rongxin.

(End of this chapter)