Lucky to Have You Till the End

"A Leng, are you asleep?"

Tang Xinyan wondered, who is A Leng?

Is it Mo Chiwei's nickname?

How could he never tell her his name when he remembered her before?

Or, the most intimate address that only his first love can call?

Tang Xinyan bit her lip.

She admitted that she was jealous.

But unfortunately, now he is helpless.

"No, go out and buy something." His voice was faint, and at first hearing, he couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs, but Tang Xinyan still felt that his tone of voice to his first love was different from that of her.

To her, it was a completely cold attitude.

Tang Xinyan knew that it was useless to care about these things and would only make herself more depressed and uncomfortable, but some emotions naturally emanated from the bottom of her heart, and she herself couldn't control it.

"buy what?"

"Coffee beans."

"Why didn't Auntie not replenish the goods in advance? By the way, I want to hold a small party in your villa for my birthday?

He pursed his thin lips, and after a few seconds of silence, he said to her, "You are happy."

Meng Baizhi giggled and ended the call after MUMA on the phone.

Tang Xinyan already had a feeling of scratching her heart and lungs. The sourness in her heart was flooding her limbs like a tide. She chuckled coldly, "Mr. and your fiancee have a very good relationship."

Mo Chiwei glanced at the weird woman behind him through the rearview mirror, and said with a cold expression, "Didn't Auntie teach you the rules? Is this your attitude toward your employer?"

Tang Xinyan looked at his handsome and stern face, turned his face out of the car window, and said in a dull voice, "Seeing how good the relationship between my husband and fiancee is, I think of my husband. After he left me, he and his first love were better. It's so ruthless!"

Mo Chiwei replied indifferently, "I am not interested in listening to you."

Tang Xinyan didn't say anything, she looked at the bustling and unfamiliar street scene outside the car window, her vision slowly became blurred...

...

At the coffee shop.

Mo Chiwei did not get out of the car. He told Tang Xinyan the brand of coffee beans he usually drank.

She went back to the car after looking for a shop assistant to buy it.

On the way back, there was no conversation between the two and there was abnormal silence.

At the door of the villa, Tang Xinyan got off the car first, without even saying hello, she went straight into the villa.

Mo Chiwei looked at the black figure, raised his long finger and pressed his eyebrows.

Where did he offend her?

Why is a servant more temperamental than him?

...

Lieutenant Mo Chi parked the car, smoked a cigarette outside, and changed his shoes. As soon as he arrived in the hall, he heard the sound of the door of the servant's room being closed.

On the coffee table, a cup of freshly ground coffee has been brewed.

He picked it up and took a sip.

The coffee she made was more to his appetite than the aunt's.

...

In the middle of the night, Tang Xinyan woke up from her dream.

After she came out of the room and took a sip of warm water, she couldn't help going upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she walked in gently.

There was only an orange wall lamp left in the room. He was lying on the bed sideways, seeming to be dreaming, sleeping unsteadily, and his dark eyebrows were twisted tightly.

Tang Xinyan sat on the edge of the bed and hadn't seen him up close for a long time.

Her slender fingertips couldn't help but drew towards his eyebrows.

When I was about to touch him, I was afraid of awakening him, so I withdrew my hand.

A thin mist of water gushed out of the eye sockets.

She was afraid that she would not be able to control her feelings if she watched it this way, and leaned over, after a kiss on his cold thin lips, she turned and left with a trembling shoulder.