Kuaichuan villains only pet me

Chapter 189, Revenge of the True Daughter

Mu Rong nodded, walked to the window sill next to Mo Qiqi and sat casually, looking at the man's long legs that felt aggrieved because he couldn't stretch them, she blinked, belatedly realizing that this room It seems that it is specially prepared for Mu Rong.

There was only one chair for the large table, and it was all because she was so absorbed in the dessert that she didn't even notice such an obvious detail as soon as she entered the door.

Mo Qiqi felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, "That..."

Seeing her embarrassment, Mu Rong didn't take it seriously, "Sit down, this is originally prepared for you."

He said in a natural tone. In order to control the toxicity in his body, Mu Rong was very restrained in eating.

This time I brought Mo Qiqi to Pinxiang Pavilion, mainly because I haven't seen the old man for a long time.

The other party gave Mu Rong a lot of help when he was fighting for the position of Patriarch. Without that help, it would be almost impossible for Mu Rong to pull Mu Yidian down in just a few years.

And from an emotional point of view, although there is no blood relationship, the old man is a man who is closer to the role of a father than his biological father Mu Yidian to Mu Rong.

It's just that the other party's whereabouts are uncertain, and since Luo Xuefen's death, Huaicheng has been regarded as a sad place, otherwise Pinxiang Pavilion would not be opened to outsiders, so the two of them don't meet many times throughout the year.

Listening to Mu Rong's words didn't feel like being polite, so Mo Qiqi stopped insisting, she ate her, and Mu Rong watched her eat.

Just when Mo's relative thought that the silent silence would last until he finished eating all three dessert towers, Mu Rong suddenly asked, "What are you going to do now?"

Mo Qiqi was taken aback for a moment, and then she came to realize that Zhu Xu probably told Mu Rong about meeting Lin Xiyun and Mo Mingzhu just now. For some reason, Mo Qiqi felt a little embarrassed to be known by this man.

Although she was clear in her heart, Mu Rong already knew Mo Qiqi's situation like the back of his hand.

Seeing that Mo Qiqi pursed her lips, with a stubborn expression on her face, Mu Rong's voice unconsciously softened a bit, with a hint of coaxing, "I can help you."

Mo Qiqi looked at him.

"You ran away from home because you didn't want to marry Lu Qisheng, right?" The man's voice was magnetic, and every time he said a word, it was like picking a string with a pick, which made Mo Qiqi's eardrums heat up.

She didn't answer this question, and Mu Rong didn't care, and continued talking on his own, because the answer was well known to both of them.

"I can ask your parents and the Lu family to cancel this decision." Mu Rong said, his voice was light, as if he said a casual sentence but full of confidence. "As long as you think about it, all problems can be solved."

This is undoubtedly a very tempting proposal. As the head of the Mu family, Mu Rong does have this ability.

According to Xue Mengwu's temperament, as long as he promises enough benefits and exerts a little pressure, it is not too difficult to make the other party let go or even change his mouth.

Even if marriage is a woman's second life to some extent, in Mo Mengwu's view, it is just a bargaining chip that can be placed on the negotiating table.

But now, Mu Rong is willing to give Mo Qiqi a chance, so that she can successfully regain her life and no longer be at the mercy of others.

Mu Rong felt that Mo Qiqi would agree to his proposal.

In his opinion, Mo Qiqi wanted to fight for freedom.

There is an unyielding tenacity in a woman, like a rose born in the wilderness. Its overly ostentatious beauty makes people want to pick it off and transplant it in a greenhouse for cultivation and viewing. However, the rose is unwilling to give up the place where it has taken root since childhood, even if The roots were planed and the sharp thorns were pulled out, but the dry soil was still firmly grasped.

It's better to be broken than to be complete. At first, it was only a vague outline, until he met the person, Mu Rong finally confirmed his guess.

From then on, interest was like a creeping plant, surrounding his heart, bearing spring buds, and he could clearly hear his increasingly violent heartbeat.

As long as Mo Qiqi and Lu Qisheng's marriage contract...

"not needed for now."

An unexpected answer shatters a man's self-confidence.

It's not that Mo Qiqi didn't feel the sudden drop in air pressure, but she was very clear about what she wanted and what she didn't want.

What's more, the play is only halfway through now, and Mo Qiqi has no right to leave the scene halfway.

"Thank you, Mu Rong." Mo Qiqi carefully chose her words. "However, some things have to be settled by yourself. You should know it better than anyone else."

If you want to take back what belongs to you, you can use the power of others, but you have to do it yourself. That is an obsession and a belief.

It was impossible for Mu Rong not to understand. Later, the two broke up unhappy.

Mo Qiqi went back to Yan Keli's rented house, turned on the light, and found the small note left on the tea table.

"Temporary business trip, about a week, remember to eat the curry in the refrigerator, please take care of the house." At the end, there is a cute smiling face.

Very Yankeli style.

Thinking about it, Mo Qiqi took out the curry cooked yesterday from the refrigerator, microwaved it a little, mixed it with rice, and served it directly.

Soon, the living room was filled with a strong aroma of curry, after Mo Qiqi chose to cook the curry again and added coconut milk and fresh tomatoes.

She wasn't actually hungry, but her brain was like a machine that was suddenly rusted and stuck with a thick layer of brown dirt, unable to run smoothly.

Mo Qiqi vaguely knew the reason, but she didn't want to think about it until she received a phone call.

When Mo Qiqi was in a bad mood, she would usually choose not to answer an unfamiliar number, but when she moved her finger to the red button to hang up, she slid to the side in a mysterious way.

"..."

Dr. Wei's name is Wei Meili, although it is popular, it is worthy of the name, but she doesn't like people calling her name directly, but asks to be called by her surname and occupation.

Dr. Wei's clinic is located in a private house, in an alley in a busy area. There is no house number outside, and it is not shown on the map. It took Mo Qiqi a lot of effort to find it.

The night is gradually rising, the setting sun sprinkles on the skyline like splashed ink, and the breeze gently blows the wind chimes hanging on the eaves.

In an instant, Mo Qiqi had the illusion that time stopped flowing.

Stepping on the soft and flat lawn, the high-rise buildings are suddenly very far away, the lights and shadows are colorful, people are coming and going, the traffic is crowded, and the main road with public transportation interspersed in it seems to disappear out of thin air.

After standing outside in a daze for quite a while, Mo Qiqi calmed down, pushed the door open and entered.

"Hello." The little nurse sitting in front of the counter looked up. "Do you have an appointment?"

Mo Qiqi nodded.

"Then just go in." Saying that, she handed Mo Qiqi an orange candy.

Mo Qiqi blinked, and the little nurse smiled sweetly, "I wish you a happy day."

Mo Qiqi thought it was quite interesting, so she accepted the orange candy, thanked her, and walked inside according to the directions.

(End of this chapter)