Five Years Later, Lovely Baby Descends to Mogul Group novel Chapter 288

Back to the Qin family, the night is already deep.

Andy Jian pushed the door open and walked in, the headlights of the living room were turned off, and only a circle of warm-colored lights on the ceiling were still on.

Qin Mo sat on the sofa, silent and as quiet as a sculpture.

Andy Jian passed by him, as if he hadn't seen it, and went straight up the stairs.

“Andy Jian。” Qin Mo actively broke the silence.

Andy Jian stopped, but didn't look back, as if his soul had just been called back, closing his eyes and sighing. 'Bill Huo and I are separated, and you are satisfied now.'

'Are you blaming me?' Qin Mo didn't have any expression on her face. 'I didn't do anything, but you still haven't gone far. Maybe it's not me that you should blame, but fate. It's destined that you and Bill Huo will have no result, even if there is no thing last night ...'

'Don't mention last night again!' Andy Jian still couldn't control his emotions and kept taking a deep breath. 'I can stay. Let's just pretend that last night never happened.'

'good.' Qin Mo promised, 'As long as you don't leave, I will promise anything you say, Andy Jian, and I will make you happy.'

'Happiness?' Andy Jian laughed wryly and looked at the ceiling aimlessly. 'I remember everything. I won't be happy anymore.'

Say that finish, go up along the steps, like a soulless walking corpse.

Qin Mo sits quietly in the sitting room of the public security office, with her inky eyes shining slightly and paranoid.

Even if we torture each other, we will be tied together for the rest of our lives.

Andy Jian, we have to be together for the rest of our lives. We can't do without one hour a day a year.

——

After that, Andy Jian took over Qin's family instead of Qin Mo, and started the two-point and one-line life of the Qin family.

Of course, this is only superficial.

In fact, half a year later, she started to go home as late as possible for various reasons, which lasted for two years.

Today, she really didn't want to go back, staring at each other with Qin Mo, saying that she wanted to socialize, so she turned and drove into the busiest bar street in Nancheng.

The same bar, the same location, the same cup of 'Don't go home tonight'. Two years ago, Andy Jian was able to puke with one drink, but now, after three drinks, she is still wide awake.

Maybe she was a little drunk, but she clearly knew that she didn't want to go home-it wasn't her home either.

Allan Ji and a group of dudes came in and recognized Andy Jian's back at a glance.

Sending friends off, Allan Ji went up directly and sat down on the high stool next to Andy Jian. 'A cup of iced tea from Long Island.'

'Miss Jian, remember me?'

Allan Ji leaned sideways against the bar, propped her cheek with one hand, and greeted with a smile.

Now, Andy Jian confirms that she is a little confused-she can't search for a matching face in her brain according to her voice.

She breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw each other's faces clearly. Then she gave an unassuming smile in business. 'Mr. Xiaoji ~'

'Miss Jian has a good memory.' Allan Ji said with a smile, 'Are we drinking here alone? What about Mr. Huo? '

This damn memory.

Even if it's not the three words Bill Huo, it's just a strange 'Mr. Huo'. Such a title pulls Andy Jian into the deep sea in a second, and the choking feeling comes from all directions.

Every cell of her is covered with sadness, wishing that she could not make a splash and release her grievances and regrets.

But she can't. She's an ungrateful person. She's not qualified and has no face to do so.

Andy Jian looked up in a daze and saw Qin Mo sitting on the bed in his pajamas, stiff for three seconds. Then he braced himself, got up and walked outside. 'I'm going to sleep in the living room.'

'Do you hate me that much?' Qin Mo broke out, 'It's been two years, Andy Jian. You might as well treat me as a stranger in these two years. Do you remember the last time you smiled at me?'

'I'm tired from work and tired of dealing with people. When I get home, I really don't know what to say.' Andy Jian is perfunctory like an cheating husband.

'Do you think we are like husband and wife?' Qin Mo asked again.

'We weren't either.' Andy Jian turned around and spread his hands testily. 'We agreed at the beginning, forget that, and we'll just live together. You always want to be unruly.'

'You are getting back at me.' Qin Mo said.

'Just say yes.' Andy Jian helplessly lowered his eyes. 'Isn't this your own choice? With your education background, you can't be unaware of how painful it is for people who don't love each other to live together. You have chosen this kind of pain, and you can't bear it, so it makes no sense to accuse me again. '

She dropped these words, went out coldly, fell on the sofa, and went to sleep peacefully.

But in the dream, Bill Huo's face appeared again.

Andy Jian is laughing.

She's thankful for Bill Huo. A mean and cold-blooded woman like her, Bill Huo, is so nice. Fortunately, she hasn't harmed her.

——

After Qin Mo recovered, he returned to Nancheng University as a teacher. Due to physical reasons, he only had two classes every week on Saturday and Sunday.

Even so, his class was packed.

The female students were impressed by his appearance, pointing to the wheelchair under him and sighing repeatedly.