Mo Xiaoran was lying on the small bed, her pair of black eyes as bright as stars staring at the ceiling.
"Knock--"
The door was knocked, and then Dad Mo's face was carefully stretched in, looking at Mo Xiaoran on the bed, and sighed, "Xiaoran, if you want to find your biological parents
...Dad won't stop you."
"No...Dad," Mo Xiaoran moved his complicated gaze to him, "I haven't thought about it that much..."
She had no memory of her biological parents and had no motivation to find them... What's more, her father said that he had helped her find her biological parents, but there was no result.
There are only two possibilities... One is that they died... The other is that they never thought about finding her.
Why did she struggle to find her biological parents? The one who gave her the greatest affection was her adoptive father...
Thinking of this, she stood up firmly and smiled, "Dad... Don't worry, I will always be your daughter..."
Dad Mo was moved and his stubborn shaking, and his rough voice trembled, "Xiaoran, Dad, thank you... Dad promised that he would never gamble again in the future...! You have a good rest..."
With a "click", the door was gently closed by my father, but Mo Xiaoran was stiff and staring at the door... What did he say? He promised not to gamble?
Mo Xiaoran almost jumped up from the bed excitedly, hugged the quilt and rolled around the bed, lay down and smiled foolishly at the ceiling.
So what if you are an adoptive father... or the adoptive father is the best!
The haze in her heart seemed to be swept away by this promise. Mo Xiaoran suddenly felt that she had nothing to do with sadness and upset about those messy things...
She didn't know if Mu Yunchen's words were true. Although she was not Mo's biological daughter, there was no evidence that she was the daughter of the An family.
Even if she is truly Anran, so what? Sophie wants to be Anran, then let her do this position. She has no intention of competing with her for the position of this daughter.
As for Huang Xiaojue, he loved Ran'er, that is, her formerly she, not the current one named Mo Xiaoran. This is different. She has no memory of the past, and there is nothing left. If
What I love is her past, and to her, a person who has no memory, this love is meaningless!
She loved him, but she would not use An Ran's vague identity to win his love... Such love is so empty, she can't feel it without memory.
She thought that she could be relieved because he hurt her heavily for peace... Anyway, it would probably not have anything to do with him in the future, so why bother to care about so much...
No matter what, he was still very nice to her, didn't he?... He jumped into the lake to save her, jumped over the cliff for her, blocking the poisonous snake for her... She fought with An Ran, and he didn't say anything to her...
…
These are enough to offset the previous damage!
Mo Xiaoran suddenly realized.
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"Bang!"
The door of the luxurious mansion was kicked open by a powerful force. Huang Xiaojue threw down the key impatiently, pulled out the tie, and threw it on the sofa irritably, and then he fell into the sofa.
The lights in the mansion were turned on one after another. When the servants saw him, they looked frightened. A group of people panicked and called "Young Master", then rushed to the kitchen to cook midnight snacks, or to Huang Xiaojue's room to organize.
On the elegant and grand spiral staircase, Mu Qiaoyi stared at the sleepy eyes incredibly on her turbulent dark brown curly hair, staring at the handsome man on the sofa, and then she said in a daze, "Brother?"
“…”
No answer voice.
Huang Xiaojue didn't even bother to look at her. He half-squinted his brown eyes, leaned against the sofa and rubbed his forehead, and his handsome face was full of anger and mania.
The group of servants next to him who were coming to serve tea and water stopped and stood weakly and at a loss, not daring to approach Huang Xiaojue at this time.
People like the Emperor, who have always been calm and composed, rarely get so angry.
So... the young master got angry... the consequences are very serious!
Mu Qiaoyi shrank her neck, rubbed her eyes and slowly went down the stairs. At this time, she had the courage to approach Huang Xiaojue.
"Hey...Brother... Haven't you accompanied that guy to the UK? Why don't you say it in advance when you come back? I'll go pick you up..." It's also good to give your parents a wedding anniversary in France.
Come home...
Mu Qiaoyi said, reaching out to poke Huang Xiaojue, but he was thrown away irritably.
"Oh, you have a really bad temper." Mu Qiaoyi curled her lips and then smiled again. There was a trace of bloody expectation on her beautiful and charming little face. "Brother, you wouldn't be dumped by that An Ran, right?"
Huang Xiaojue opened his eyes lazily and glanced at her, but his lazy eyes were filled with rage, and his strong aura seemed to tear people apart.
Mu Qiaoyi shook, how fierce! She really wanted her brother to be dumped by that An Ran! She had no affection for An Ran at all...
Although nine years ago, she and An Ran were also good friends...
But now that An Ran always feels something is wrong. In short, it is no longer the cute little girl she used to be.
She doesn't like An Ran at all!
She really liked the girl named Mo Xiaoran. Wow, she really loved that girl's temperament! Sweet and pure...
That's what she is like to match her brother!
Thinking of Mo Xiaoran, Mu Qiaoyi looked excited and poked Huang Xiaojue again, "Ah, brother! How are you and Mo Xiaoran recently? Let me tell you... Mo Xiaoran is really with you
Super good!... Can you ignore that Anran? I always think she... Alas, I don't like her anyway."
She said An Ran was not good, not once or twice, and she always received a warning look from Huang Xiaojue.
However, this time, Huang Xiaojue was not angry. He unexpectedly supported his head and responded lazily, "Yes."
Mu Qiaoyi blinked in disbelief, "You..."
Seeing his tired look, Mu Qiaoyi didn't want to ask him about An Ran anymore, and directly raised the topic on Mo Xiaoran, "Brother, when will you take Xiaoran home again?"
She will find a way to get them to get married first!
"There is no chance." Huang Xiaojue smiled faintly, and the corner of his slightly curled mouth was filled with bitterness.
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