Chapter 297: The Thought to Support Her to Live

Mu Chi Yao frowned and his voice was faint: "I'll ask you, Lin Meiruo and Mo Qianfeng did what they did?"

"I don't know what he is... He didn't guard against me, he just didn't love me, he didn't love me... He just wanted to love Yan Anxi. What's the point? Yan Anxi..."

Mu Chi Yao listened to Lin Meiruo's bad words repeatedly and Anxi, and suddenly became even more annoyed. He glanced at Lin Meiruo and felt that he could not ask anything.

So he raised his foot and wanted to leave.

Lin Meiruo grabbed him, "Hey hey hey, no, you can't leave...you, you... tell Yan Anxi that I will never give Qian Feng to her..."

Mu Chi Yao said word by word: "It's Mo Qianfeng who won't get Yan Anxi."

"Don't worry!" Lin Meiruo waved her hand, "I think... I want to wish you, I wish you and Yan Anxi a happy marriage, always unite, and be together until old age... Mr. Mu, you should be happy with Yan Anxi. Don't be separated, don't... don't be cheap..."

Lin Meiruo stopped and thought for a while: "Hey, that woman is cheap, what's the name? I...I forgot all of a sudden. Anyway, it's a bad woman, just be with Yan Anxian, it's enough!"

Mu Chi Yao frowned and was about to ask something, Lin Meiruo said again: "Mo Qianfeng has already started to act, you must not let Mo Qianfeng succeed!"

"What action?"

"He first proposed to break up with me, and then proposed to the Mo family and the Lin family to get rid of the engagement. Now... now he is planning to return all the Yan family's assets to Yan Anxi, and he has already proposed to the Mo family..."

"What?" Mu Chi Yao was shocked, "He moves so fast?"

Mo Qianfeng is really already taking action? Vow to take Yan Anxi back?

"Yes!" Lin Meiruo pointed to Mu Chi Yao, "So, you have to look at the good Yan Anxi even more. Uncle Mo has been so angry that he suddenly developed high blood pressure and was hospitalized..."

Lin Meiruo just came out of the hospital and didn't want to go home and didn't know where to go, so she ran to the bar alone and got drunk.

She was sad, sad and couldn't stop anything. She couldn't change Mo Qianfeng's intentions. She could only... she could only pray that Mu Chi Yao and Yan Anxi's relationship became better and better, so Yan Anxi would always be Mrs. Mu, not Mrs. Mo.

At first, Lin Mei wanted to break up between Yan Anxi and Mo Qianfeng because of Yan Anchen's affairs, but she did not expect that things would go against her wishes, and Yan Anxi actually believed Mo Qianfeng.

So the defeat was miserable.

Mu Chi Yao curled his lips: "Is that so? Mo Qianfeng thought that he could really restore everything to its original state? Dreaming!"

"Mr. Mu, I have no choice but to rely on you. You... You must not let Qian Feng and Yan Anxi be together, you..."

Before Lin Meiruo could finish her words, Mu Chi Yao had already bypassed her and walked away with big strides.

"Hey, Mr. Mu, I... I am definitely the person in the world who hopes you and Yan Anxi will grow old all the time...you, you must be happy..."

Lin Meiruo wanted to say something, but her stomach rolled in her mouth. She immediately turned around and rushed to the bathroom, and vomited heavily.

After she finished vomiting, she recovered and when she was a little awake, she suddenly remembered that the woman she was about to tell Mu Chi Yao the name of her just now.

Qin Su.

Lin Meiruo had just forgotten it.

Should she remind Mu Chiyao?

The recorder...is still in her hands.

Forget it, Lin Meiruo looked at her pale face in the mirror. She should first deal with her own affairs and then talk about it clearly.

Uncle Mo fainted and was hospitalized, which was a good thing.

Because this is the case, Mo Qianfeng can't do it, he doesn't care about his father who is still in the hospital, right?

Lin Meiruo was extremely weak, and her stomach was vomited, feeling uncomfortable, and her heart was also uncomfortable.

She took out her cell phone, called to find someone to pick her up, and then walked out of the bar with the wall.

After Mu Chi Yao walked out of the bar, he did not rush to get into the car, but leaned in front of the car and smoked a cigarette.

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and the broken hair on his forehead fell down. His broad and thick hand blocked the wind, and his other hand lit the lighter and got in front of the cigarette.

After lit the smoke, he took a long breath and then vomited it out. The whole person was covered by smoke. Then when the wind blew, the curling smoke was blown away again.

He is alone here, he is confused, and loses his temper. What about Yan Anxi?

She was at home, not caring about anything, not thinking about anything, maybe she was still secretly glad that she made him angry like this, what could he do with her?

Mu Chi Yao finished smoking a cigarette, threw it on the ground, then stepped on it, got in the car, left, and left.

It's still a cool sports car, but the speed is much slower.

There was so many things happening tonight, and Yan Anxi didn't know anything. She took a shower, locked the screen of her phone, put it in the drawer of the cabinet, and then went to bed.

The only idea that she now supports her to survive and survive is that it comes from Yuan Che's help.

Apart from that, there was nothing worth her nostalgia.

Just closed her eyes, she unconsciously remembered the three words Mu Chi Yao said - I love you.

Yan Anxi turned over and felt that he was crazy and hopeless. He tried his best to ignore those messy thoughts and force himself to fall asleep.

Mu Chi Yao went out tonight, and she could have a good night's sleep on her own.

In the middle of the night, Mu Chiyao's car drove back to Nianhua Villa.

The owner did not come back, and the others dared not rest at all. The butler was always in front of the window in the living room. As soon as he saw Mu Chi Yao's car, he immediately walked out to greet him.

"Mr. Mu, you are back."

Mu Chi Yao put his hand in his pocket and said "um" lightly, neither salty nor light, not as arrogant as before.

Seeing that he was not in such a bad mood, the housekeeper glanced at his injured hand, and a little blood red oozed out of the gauze, which seemed a bit serious.

"Mr. Mu, do you need to change the medicine on the back of your hand?"

"Need not."

"...Yes, I will call the family doctor here tomorrow morning and deal with it well for you."

Mu Chi Yao didn't say anything else, but his pace became faster and faster, leaving the butler behind.

When he returned to the room, he walked straight in without looking sideways.

But when I returned to the room, I looked at the empty bedroom, sofa, bed, and every corner, and there was a kind of loneliness.

There is no one, only him.

His urgent hope was that someone could fill this loneliness vacancy, and his hope was... Yan Anxi.
Chapter completed!