The last light in the sky was covered by the snowy sky, and the lights were turned on in the villa. It was supposed to be a joyful festival, but all Mo Yurou could feel was boundless loneliness and sadness.

"Miss, let's have dinner! The food is almost cold."

Wu Ma came to the study again, holding a big scarf in her hand and draped it on Mo Yurou.

Mo Yurou pulled the scarf on her shoulders. She didn't feel cold after standing for so long.

Immediately, Mo Yurou smiled bitterly. Compared to the coolness of the cold night, Xiao Zichen was the one who completely chilled her heart.

Mo Yurou raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was six o'clock, an hour had passed since their appointment. This man was really cruel. After her father passed away, this cruelty became even more vivid.

"Wu Ma, do you think he will come back today?"

Mo Yurou had already lost her confidence. She just hoped that others would give her a white lie so that she would not completely despair.

Mother Wu is the nanny who was married to Mo Yurou's mother. She has been taking care of Mo Yurou all these years. She is also the person closest to Mo Yurou. If anyone can give Mo Yurou a little warmth nowadays, it is only this Mother Wu.

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This year, Wu Ma watched her young lady get married, and also saw the coldness between the young lady and her uncle. She felt pain in her heart, but she was a servant after all, and there were many things she couldn't say.

"Miss, my uncle will be back. It's the end of the year, isn't it? There are so many things going on in the company, maybe something has delayed us. Come on, let's have dinner while we wait for my uncle to come back."

Wu Ma persuaded her with a guilty conscience. Their uncle had not come back for three days. The last time he came back, it was because he wanted to return that document, so he left after less than ten minutes.

Hearing this, Mo Yurou smiled bitterly again and said quietly.

"Wu Ma, Zi Chen has been with Jiang Mo Yao these days. For that woman, he actually didn't even come to visit his father."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Ma's face froze obviously, and she was thinking about how to comfort her. Unexpectedly, Mo Yurou smiled slightly, patted Wu Ma's hand, and said.

"Wu Ma, I'm fine. They are a couple. If it weren't for me a year ago, they would probably have children now. Let's go and eat. I'm hungry."

After saying that, Mo Yurou turned around and walked out of the study, heading towards the dining room.

Wu Ma looked at the sad Mo Yurou, and sighed secretly, her face full of worry and distress.

She is obviously the eldest daughter of the Mo family who is favored by thousands of people, the most prestigious socialite in Luo City, and there are so many men who admire her. Why do you fall in love with this cold-blooded and ruthless Xiao Zichen who has no sense of gratitude? What a sin.

As soon as Mo Yurou walked to the restaurant, a light flashed outside, followed by the sound of a car braking suddenly.

Mo Yurou, who originally looked lonely, had a flash of light flashing in her eyes. She suppressed her excitement and sat down gracefully.

boom!

The door to the villa was rudely pushed open, and then Mother Wu's voice came.

"My uncle is back. The lady has been waiting for you all afternoon."

"Um!"

A thick voice came, with a bit of gloominess, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Mo Yurou turned her back to the restaurant door. As the visitor approached, Mo Yurou's heart beat faster and faster.

"Why did you call me here?"

Hearing this, Mo Yurou's expectation suddenly fell to the bottom. She picked up the dish with her chopsticks gracefully, took a bite, and then spoke softly and gently.

"Zi Chen, this is our home. How can you say you are here? Is it wrong for a wife to let her husband, who is busy working outside, go home?"

"Humph, home? Mo Yurou, are you kidding me? Understand, I, Xiao Zichen, can have many homes in Luo City, but not here."

Although Mo Yurou had her back to Xiao Zichen, she could guess the disdainful and slightly angry expression on Xiao Zichen's face at this moment. Although she was sad, she was used to it.

When Xiao Zichen saw that Mo Yurou was still in the mood to eat, he felt that this woman was playing tricks to trick him into coming here again, and couldn't help but feel very angry.

"Mo Yurou, are you lying to me again?"

After saying that, Xiao Zichen turned around and prepared to leave.

When Mo Yurou heard the commotion, she could no longer sit still. She put down her chopsticks and stood up, calling out to Xiao Zichen.

"Zi Chen, today is my father's first birthday."

Since her father passed away a week ago, Xiao Zichen, as his son-in-law, only appeared briefly on the day of the funeral.

In the past two days, news about the discord between Xiao Zichen and the Mo family has spread a lot. Today, Mo Yurou's father's first birthday, all major media are also rushing to come, but no son-in-law of the Mo family has appeared. I am afraid that tomorrow's newspapers will have to write about it.

Pen.

When Xiao Zichen heard this, he smiled coldly, turned his back to Mo Yurou, and said something faintly.

"Didn't I send Liu Mingyu? What else do you want?"

"Haha, Zi Chen, my father is your father-in-law after all. Everyone else is dead. Shouldn't you go and mourn him in person?"

Mo Yurou can tolerate this man's disregard for her, and can tolerate this man's indifference to her, but she cannot allow him to disrespect her father, especially since his father is dead. Why can't all the past things be put aside for the time being?

Being questioned like this, the suppressed anger in Xiao Zichen's heart burst out again. He finally turned around and looked at Mo Yurou, but there was coldness and anger in his eyes.

"So, this is the reason why you tricked me back and didn't hesitate to use Momo to threaten me. Mo Yurou, you really haven't changed at all. You like to lie so much. I, Xiao Zichen, was stupid enough to come back and be questioned by you."

With that said, Xiao Zichen took a step forward and approached Mo Yurou.

Mo Yurou's heart skipped a beat. It wasn't that she was afraid of this man. Otherwise, she wouldn't have provoked this man in the first place and tried every means to keep this man by her side.

What makes Mo Yurou feel sad is that in Xiao Zichen's heart, she is such a good deceiver. After thinking about it, she seems to have never deceived him.

Just like today, she called Xiao Zichen and said she had something very important to talk to him about. In fact, she did have something very important to say.

Mo Yurou took a deep breath, took a step back slightly, then sat back on the chair, and spoke softly and gently.

"Just think of it as a threat, Xiao Zichen, we are still husband and wife now. Even if we don't have feelings, shouldn't there be some taboo between you and Jiang Moyao? Do you want the paparazzi to take photos of you and Miss Jiang alone?

I'm just thinking about you."

"That's enough, stop being pretentious and don't forget who is responsible for why Momo and I are like this."

Mo Yurou's hand holding the chopsticks paused, breathed secretly, and then said calmly.

"Let's sit down and finish the meal first. We can talk about the rest after dinner."

Xiao Zichen couldn't think of eating, let alone sitting at the same table with Mo Yurou. Whenever he saw Mo Yurou now, he would think of his own humiliation and helplessness.

"I'm not hungry. If nothing happens, I'll leave. Don't bother me if nothing happens in the future."

This is what a husband says to his wife, don't bother him. The key is, has Mo Yurou really bothered Xiao Zichen in the past year or so?

After Xiao Zichen finished speaking, he was about to leave. He was tired of this woman and this kind of life, but after all, the Mo family had helped him in the first place and he would not take the initiative to propose a divorce. This might be the only tenderness he showed towards Mo Yurou.
Chapter completed!