Mu Jianing, who was sitting in the co-pilot, saw her father coming out, and she quickly got out of the car. Without waiting for her to take two steps, she saw Lao Mu quickly get on the car and drove away quickly, as if she didn't want to see them. .
"Hey..." Mu Jianing didn't even have time to say anything, so she stood still, "Why are you leaving?" She watched the car drive in the opposite direction.
Mu Jianing frowned, sighed, and returned to the front of the cab, "By bye, you go to bed early too!" She smiled and waved to Tingyun.
Tingyun's eyes were deep and gentle, "Good night." He also waved at her.
Watching the girl take steps towards the living room.
Tingyun watched her into the living room before starting the car again.
When Mu Yannian returned home, he just got off the car and checked the roses he had transplanted with great energy, for fear that they would be too delicate and could not withstand the cold weather and die in this winter.
Tonight, Chen Yi has been by Mo Jingyao's side, taking care of her and accompanying her.
He took out his cell phone and saw more than a dozen missed calls from Yajie. He felt guilty and planned to wait for Jing Yao to sober up and return a call tomorrow morning to report their safety so that they would not worry.
There are also dozens of phone calls from the country of Rurayoca. In that distant country, they have spent a lot of energy to find him? Although he has changed his name, he rarely appears in public in front of the media.
"Don't leave me..." Mo Jingyao lay on the bed. She turned over, closed her eyes and grabbed Chen Yi's hand. Her eyebrows were tightly twisted, and she felt a little bit of a splitting headache. She said in a daze, "Don't leave." Me, Chen Yi, I don’t want to separate from you..."
"I'm here, we won't separate." Chen Yi sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned over and stroked her forehead. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever. He whispered in her ear, "I'm by your side, Jing Yao, I won't Let's go, be good, you have a good rest."
"You are so busy every day, you must take care of yourself. I will worry about you." Mo Jingyao's stomach was very uncomfortable, but she turned sideways around his waist and was still caring for him very much.
She admired and loved this man from the bottom of her heart.
Chen Yi closed his eyebrows, his eyes filled with gentleness, "Okay, I promise you." Then, he gently kissed her on the forehead, "Be good, I'm going to sleep, I won't leave."
He helped her pull the quilt again, held her hand tightly, and Chen Yi stayed with her.
He didn't want to answer Rulayoka's phone call, but he also knew that this matter could not be solved without answering the phone.
That night, accompanied by Jing Yao's bed, Chen Yi's thoughts drifted away. He was worried. To be honest, he was a little exhausted.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and a beautiful day begins.
The snow has stopped, the yard is covered with thick snow, and everything in the world is bright.
Tingyun went downstairs to the kitchen. The servant was already busy and was making breakfast.
"Sister He, are you making chicken soup?" Tingyun smelled the fragrance.
"Good morning sir." The middle-aged woman stopped her hand and turned her eyes to him, and replied with a smile, "Yes, it's almost done."
"Did you add salt?" Tingyun asked.
Sister He shook her head, "It's not yet, I plan to put it on when the cover is uncovered."
"Don't let it go." Tingyun smiled gently and said to her in a relaxed tone, "Remember, don't put salt."
Sister He was puzzled, "Don't let go at all?"
"Don't let go." Tingyun was sure, then turned around and left.
Sister He looked at the back and was really puzzled. If she didn't put it at all, it would be really not delicious. The light salty chicken soup is the most delicious.
But Mr. Ting said he wouldn't let go, so he wouldn't let go.