Every moment of Qiao An's calmness was a decisive decision to push him away.

Mo Kai lowered his eyes, his voice weak and frustrated, "I never wanted to deceive you."

Qiao Anxin said calmly, "I believe it."

Then she raised her eyebrows and stared at him, as if to explain for him: "You just recognized the wrong person, didn't you?"

Mo Kai had no way to defend himself, because what Qiao An said was an indisputable fact.

In the beginning, it was that sense of familiarity that made him accept Qiao An's repeated transgressions.

There was a touch of bitterness at the corner of Qiao An's mouth, and she lowered her eyes helplessly, "Mo Kai, I am not your Amu. Since we were wrong from the beginning, let's go back to our respective places now, and leave each other the last trace of dignity, isn't it good?"

"Do you really think so?" Mo Kai was confused, "Qiao An, do you really want to push me away?"

Qiao An couldn't help but laugh in her heart. Otherwise, share you with Su Mu?

Mo Kai's eyes suddenly shrank, he pinched Qiao An's chin and stared at her, "I'm just asking you this last time, are you really going to push me away?!"

Qiao An took a deep breath and forced back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, "Mo Kai, you are my and Xin Yi's benefactor. From now on, I will always be grateful to you. But, that's all."

As if he had heard some big joke, Mo Kai smiled, but his smile was extremely lonely and sad.

He cherished every move, every smile of hers like a treasure, pampered her, cherished her, and wished he could give all the good things in the world to this woman.

And she told him coldly in person that she was only grateful to herself, nothing more.

Isn't it ridiculous?

"Thank you, I don't need it. Just think of me as a charity, Director Qiao."

Joan, if this is what you want, I'll give it to you.

The light in Mo Kai's eyes was only scattered and mottled.

As soon as Gao Yi sent Dr. Lai and Rice home, he received a call from Mo Kai and hurriedly returned to the yacht.

The second young master clearly said that he would stay one night on the yacht today, so why did he change his mind and go back now? It was windy and rainy outside, so he didn't mind it.

Then, Gao Yi was keenly aware that the atmosphere between Mo Kai and Qiao An was quite strange at this moment.

The Second Young Master is as cold as a lump of ice, and Director Qiao is also like an icy beauty carved from a lump of ice.

Mo Kai and Qiao An sat quietly in the back seat of the car, both of them speechless.

Xinyi fell asleep peacefully and quietly in Qiao An's arms. Qiao An tilted her head and looked out the window with her chin slightly raised, her almond-shaped eyes wide and bulging.

It seems like this, the tears can't fall.

Gao Yi knew something was going on with his fingers, but he had no choice but to speak up and broke the silence in the car, "Second Young Master, where are we going?"

"Send Director Qiao off first." Mo Kai couldn't help but leave Qiao An and Xin Yi on the yacht.

Gao Yi's acumen has reached the point of perfection after following Mo Kai for the past few years. This sound from Director Qiao was no longer something serious, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Gao Yi's facial muscles couldn't help but twitch.

The car drove to the downstairs of Lan Xin's house. Qiao An didn't say anything. He wanted to pick up Zhan Zhan after all.

At home, Lan Xin, Fang Ziyu and Zhan Zhan were playing flying chess happily.

Qiao An carried Xinyi back to the room.

Lan Xin came in once and asked: "An'an, are you okay?"

Qiao An nodded, ignored all the thrills, smiled and said that he was a little tired today and wanted to go to bed early.

Lan Xin nodded and helped her close the door.

Qiao An opened the window, and there was thunder and lightning and rain pouring outside the window.

Finally, Qiao An slid to the ground, her suppressed cries drowned in the pounding rain.


Chapter completed!