The corner of Mo Zijue's mouth twitched, a little unhappy, this little girl is actually the daughter of this woman, why is she so unpleasant.

Xu Qingge was a little embarrassed, took Hongdou's little hand, and explained, "Hongdou, just now Mommy went downstairs to take out the garbage and accidentally dumped it on this uncle, so Mommy brought him up to change clothes."

Hongdou turned her head, saw Xu Qingge's sincere eyes, and believed it, but she still folded her arms arrogantly, "Seeing how pitiful you are, I will let you in mercifully, hmph."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and left, continuing to sit on the sofa and watch her TV series.

Viscount Mo's whole body was messed up by the stench all over his body.

Pitiful!

He, Viscount Mo, was pitied by a brat!

So hurt, really hurt!

Xu Qingge scratched his head, then said, "Hongdou doesn't like strangers coming to the house, don't take offense, come in quickly."

It's not like he doesn't like strangers, he's obviously prejudiced against him!

Mo Zijue's face was dark, and he kept telling himself, calm down, don't be angry, and don't care about a child.

He walked in, and Xu Qingge asked him to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of water being sprinkled inside, Xu Qingge was having a hard time finding clothes for him.

Could it be possible to give him his own clothes?

No!

Oh yes!

She suddenly thought that there was a suit still under her cabinet, so she hurried to the bedroom to search, and sure enough, the suit was at the bottom.

This suit was six years ago, on Viscount Mo's birthday, she was going to give him a birthday present, who knew...

It's ironic to think about it, after she left Shangguan's house, among all the luggage, she was reluctant to throw it away.

Take it out gently, open the bag, and take the clothes out of it.

It was a dark blue suit, which she had designed and made herself, and it took a whole month to make out of the best fabrics.Every stitch and thread on it embodies her full love for him.

Although she is from Shangguan's family, her treatment cannot be compared with that of Shangguan Yinger.

She was just an adopted daughter of Shangguan's family, and she only had a little pocket money every month, and it was the pocket money she had saved for a whole year to buy the materials to make this suit.

At that time, her dream was to be a fashion designer, and she dreamed that in the future, all the clothes that Viscount Mo would wear would be made by herself.

but……

Dreams are always broken by the cruelty of reality...

How could they have thought that she, who was so keen on design at that time, would give up her dream of being a designer and choose the job of a writer.

She and they are not from the same world.

Take the clothes and put them at the door, "I put the clothes at the door for you."

A faint "Yes." came from the bathroom.

Xu Qingge sat on the sofa and watched TV with Hongdou, but his heart was not here.

Soon, Viscount Mo finished washing. When he saw the clothes at the door, he was taken aback. Could it be her husband's clothes?

He was a little stuffy, but he had no clothes to wear now, so he had to change into them with a dark face. When he was dealing with the cuffs, he seemed to find something.

Turning the cuff over and looking, there is actually a word "jue" embroidered on it.

Lord, Viscount Mo.

Is it his name?

this dress...

Did she prepare it for herself?

He remembered that she had always loved fashion design.

The dark cloud in his heart seemed to dissipate in an instant, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that she still has him in her heart, doesn't she?

Even if it was out of affection for her brother, as long as she had him in her heart, he would be satisfied.

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