Lucky to Have You Till the End

Gu Ranran opened her mouth when she saw Tang Xinyan, who was sitting on the sofa with tears, with a look of surprise.

Walking quickly to Tang Xinyan, Gu Ranran frowned and asked, "Xinyan, what happened, what happened? Why did you come back suddenly? Mo Chiwei bullied you?" Gu Ranran asked anxiously.

"I……"

Faced with Gu Ranran's caring inquiries, the tears on Tang Xinyan's face flowed more and more, and the lovely clear pupils flashed with extreme pain.

"Ran Ran, he doesn't want me anymore, he really doesn't want me anymore."

Tang Xinyan plunged directly into Gu Ranran's arms. At this time, she could only rely on Gu Ranran, a good girlfriend.

When Tang Xinyan intermittently recognized Mo Chiwei, but told Gu Ranran that he was ruthlessly driven out, Gu Ranran was instantly furious.

"Damn Wei Chi, how dare you do this to you, no, I'm going to find him to settle the account."

Seeing Gu Ranran anxiously about to rush out, Tang Xinyan quickly grabbed her.

"Don't go to him, I have...don't want to have any contact with him anymore, he already has Meng Baizhi, and I...and him are already two parallel lines that can no longer be intertwined."

Tang Xinyan's voice was full of pain.

Under Tang Xinyan's persuasion, Gu Ranran managed to endure the anger in his heart and quickly comforted Tang Xinyan who was heartbroken.

Under Gu Ranran's comfort, Tang Xinyan's emotions slowly calmed down.

...

In the villa.

Mo Chiwei originally thought that after Tang Xinyan left, he would feel better in his heart. He stood by the window with a heavy face for a long time, but his mood got worse and worse.

Squeezing out the cigarette in his hand, he returned to the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, closing his eyes, this night, he was completely insomnia, and he was still in constant nightmares.

Early the next morning, Mo Chiwei felt headaches.

Damn, he had a fever. He sat up hard and let out a low curse. It wasn't until this time that he realized that the window had not been closed last night.

"A Leng, are you up yet?" Meng Baizhi's sweet voice passed through the door panel to Mo Chiwei's ear. Hearing Meng Baizhi's voice, Mo Chiwei felt his headache getting worse.

He picked up the towel next to him at random and wrapped it around his waist.

When Meng Baizhi opened the door and walked into the room, he saw the picture of Mo Chiwei wearing a bath towel around his waist. The sturdy figure was like a cheetah, and his body without any corpuscles gave Meng Baizhi's pink face instantly. Two shy red clouds floated up.

Meng Baizhi walked with slender jade legs and gracefully came behind Mo Chiwei, hugged him directly from behind, rubbing against the abundance of her chest.

"A Leng, let me...be your woman, okay?"

Meng Baizhi's soft and greasy voice, with extreme temptation, resounded in Mo Chiwei's ears.

The elegant fragrance lingers in Mo Chiwei's nose.

"Let go." Like a voice from the depths of hell, from Mo Chi's throat, like a sharp knife, it cut through her ears.

"A Leng, I am already your fiancée, I am willing to...become your woman now." In order to achieve his goal, Meng Baizhi's slender hands, as soft as a lotus root, went around Mo Chiwei's strong waist and slipped to him. Between the legs.

She has always believed that her beauty and purity are something Mo Chiwei can't resist, but...

Her hand hadn't started the real action, Mo Chi Wei had pushed her away without hesitation.

"I said, after getting married, don't do such stupid things again." After saying this, Mo Chiwei walked directly out of the room, and did not pay much attention to Meng Baizhi who was pushed to the ground.

Seeing Mo Chiwei's back without a trace of nostalgia, Meng Baizhi threw on the bed angrily, crying bitterly.

Leaving the bedroom, Wei Mo Chi walked to the servant's room with a gloomy expression. If he remembers correctly, this should be the room that the woman lived in.

He opened the door in a wicked manner, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

It's her taste.

Mo Chiwei looked at the room as empty, his sharp sword eyebrows were tightly knit together.

Just when he turned and wanted to leave, a light flashed in front of his eyes.

what is that?

Wei Mo Chi walked over and saw a necklace on the corner of the bed with a ring shining with diamonds.

Seeing this ring, Mo Chi's mind flashed a picture of a man kneeling in front of a woman and proposing to her.

Who is that man? Yourself?

What exactly is going on?

Why does such a picture appear in my mind?

Mo Chiwei tried hard to recall everything, but his headache seemed to explode.

He squatted on the ground in pain, unable to get up for a long time.

Finally, he took the necklace in his hand and staggered out of the servant's room.

...

Tang Xinyan didn't know how long she had slept, and her first reaction when she sat up was to touch her neck.

Where's the necklace? Why not?

Without touching the necklace on her neck, Tang Xinyan's heart chuckles, the clear apricot eyes like spring water, full of panic.

She immediately got out of bed, opened the suitcase, and searched everywhere.

But rummaged through everything, but couldn't find the necklace that he regarded as a treasure.

Did it fall into the servant's room?

No, she must find it, she must find it.

Thinking of the happy scene of Mo Chiwei kneeling on the ground and proposing to himself, a bright light flashed in Tang Xinyan's bright apricot eyes.

"Xinyan, where are you going?" Gu Ranran was taken aback when she saw Tang Xinyan panicking, and hurriedly came to her.

"I'm going back to get something, don't worry, I will be back soon."

Tang Xinyan looked like she had lost her baby, so Gu Ranran couldn't stop it.

"Then you have to be careful, if something happens, you must call me, you know?"

Gu Ranran exhorted again and again.

Tang Xinyan made an OK gesture, and immediately took a ride to the villa where she left last night.

Standing outside the villa, Tang Xinyan had mixed feelings in her heart. She had never thought that she had just left last night and returned here today.

What if you run into him?

Will he still drive himself away ruthlessly like not long ago?

Tang Xinyan kept praying, praying not to run into Mo Chiwei again, she walked into the villa cautiously.

Seeing that there was no one in the living room, she quickly came to the servant's room where she had lived.

Pushing the door open, a faint smell of tobacco spread in the air, mixed with the refreshing smell of a man.

She twisted her eyebrows, and her doubts passed through her mind.

Has he been here before?

It's not that he never wants to see her again, why would he come to the servant's room? Is it to see if she stole anything from here?

Biting her lip, Tang Xinyan suppressed the sorrow in her chest, walked in, and closed the door with her backhand.