Lucky to Have You Till the End

Mo Chiwei dreamed of some strange fragments at night. He tried hard to see those fragments, but they were very vague.

Waking up from the dream, he opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and his chest was still faintly painful.

What did he dream of that would make him so uncomfortable?

He closed his eyes and waited for the pain in his chest to slowly dissipate before he got up from the bed.

Before dawn, he took a cigarette and a lighter, stood on the balcony, and began to vomit.

Before long, the black figure came into his sight.

Tang Xinyan couldn't sleep, she took the tools and trimmed the flowering branches in the flowerbed.

Mo Chiwei leaned on the white marble railing of the balcony, squinting at the woman in the flower garden.

Although the veil concealed her face, her eyes were very serious. Every flower, when stroked under her hand, looked like a rare treasure.

She squatted in front of one of the rainbow roses, raised her hand and stroked it lightly, and then moved her nose to sniff.

What a strange woman.

He was not interested in watching any more, just about to look away, he found her crying.

Tears fell drop by drop on the rainbow rose, as if thinking of some sad past, and a deep sorrow was revealed on his body.

Mo Chiwei frowned slightly. Before he could react in his mind, his legs had already strode out.

He stopped walking until he reached the living room.

What is he doing?

A servant is crying, what is his business?

When the aunt worked as a servant here, he would occasionally be told to cry. Why didn't he care?

Turning around, he went back upstairs again.

...

Tang Xinyan saw the rainbow rose, which really touched the sadness in her heart.

The fact that he gave her rainbow roses in the corridor of her house is still vivid, but now, the roses in his garden are all for another woman.

How does this tell her not to be sentimental, how not to match?

Coming out of the flower garden, Tang Xinyan was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, and the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes buckled from behind.

Tang Xinyan turned around and looked at Meng Baizhi who was walking towards the villa. He quickly stepped back and stood aside to let Meng Baizhi enter the door.

Meng Baizhi took a few steps forward, then couldn't help turning around, looking at a woman in a black robe, covered up and down tightly, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I'm the new servant."

"New servant?" Meng Baizhi repeated her words, squinting her eyes, "Mr. Mo agreed?"

Tang Xinyan gave a hum.

Meng Baizhi didn't ask any more questions, she was just a servant, and she didn't need to worry about it.

"Prepare an extra breakfast." Meng Baizhi reported her preferences to Tang Xinyan. After speaking, she walked proudly towards the swimming pool.

She knew that at this point in time, Wei Mo would be swimming in the pool.

...

Tang Xinyan made two breakfasts and put them on the table, she went to call Mo Chiwei and Meng Baizhi.

As soon as she walked to the door, Mo Chiwei and Meng Baizhi, who had finished swimming, came in.

Mo Chi Wei only tied a bath towel around his waist, his chest muscles were strong and strong, his abdominal muscles were as distinct as barriers, and the **** mermaid was not in the bath towel.

"Breakfast is ready," Tang Xinyan said.

Mo Chiwei glanced at Tang Xinyan, then said with a low humble, "Change clothes first." He didn't miss the look she wanted to see but didn't dare to look at his figure.

Hearing what he said, Tang Xinyan glanced at him, and found that his dark eyes were faintly narrow, her ears were red, and she quickly looked away.