Chapter 2845 If he hugs her at this time

Mo Beiyan frowned. Her look made people feel uncomfortable.

The man's hand in his pocket moved, and he had the urge to hold her in his arms. Mo Beiyan pulled out a smile on his lips. He really wanted to laugh. If he hugged her at this time, would she?

Do you think he is sick?

definitely will.

She was Xie Yanghua's daughter. Mo Beiyan had only now gradually digested this fact, ignoring the emotions that were growing wantonly in his heart. Based on this alone, she deserved all this, and he should not be soft-hearted.

Yes, he has no reason to be soft-hearted, not at all.

Mo Beiyan firmly believed in this idea. He straightened his back, rubbed her shoulders and walked down.

The man in black came up with a mobile phone and whispered a few words into his ear.

Mo Beiyan narrowed his eyes and nodded.

The man in black glanced at where Mo Huantong was standing and sighed softly.

He turned around and retreated. Mo Beiyan did not continue walking. He turned his head and saw Mo Huantong finally moved his hands and walked towards the tombstone.

Mo Beiyan's eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward to grab her waist and hold her directly in his arms, "You still want to kowtow to them?"

Mo Huantong rolled her eyes a few times and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I want to see my mother for the last time..."

"No!" Mo Beiyan interrupted her coldly. He didn't want her to get close to Xie Yanghua anymore, including people who were related to him. It wasn't for any particular reason, he just didn't want to. "Come back with me, and someone will clean up here immediately.

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Mo Huantong's beautiful eyebrows slightly twisted, and her shoulders moved. Mo Beiyan didn't want to argue with her, so he simply bent down and lifted her onto his shoulders, striding down.

Mo Huantong lay on his shoulder, looking up at Yun Xue beside the tombstone with blurred vision. The tip of her nose was sore, Mom, I'm sorry...

She had no strength to cry, let alone struggle, and let the man carry her out of the cemetery.

The man in black handed over the car keys, and Mo Beiyan threw her in the back seat. The man stepped into the driver's seat, closed the door and started the engine.

Mo Huantong was sitting in the back seat. She hugged her knees and didn't cry or fuss. She just pressed her chin lightly on the back of her hands and stared at a certain place with her eyes.

Her quietness surprised him.

Mo Beiyan drove the car and glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time. At this time, he would rather she argued with him and made trouble with him. She should vent completely, instead of being silent and resigned to fate.

appearance.

But in fact, there was no difference. Noisy would only cause trouble. Mo Beiyan didn't know what he was thinking. After killing Xie Yanghua, he didn't feel the relief he had imagined. Instead, he felt panicked.

Why on earth?!

The more the man thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. Mo Beiyan suddenly raised his fist and slammed it on the steering wheel.

Didi didi——

The harsh sound of the trumpet penetrated the eardrums, but Mo Huantong remained motionless, as if he could no longer hear anything.

Mo Beiyan's palms were numb from the shock. He stepped on the accelerator and accelerated.

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The car drove all the way into Zhongjing Haoting.

Mo Beiyan stopped in front of the villa. The man in black stepped forward and opened the car door. He bent down and grabbed her arm, pulling her out.

Mo Huantong walked subconsciously, almost half dragged and half dragged by the man towards the inside. Mo Beiyan waved his hand and threw her on the sofa.

He lowered himself down and put his hands on her sides. Mo Beiyan looked at her closely, their noses touching, and they could feel each other's breathing.
Chapter completed!