"It's Ting..." At this moment, Sister He happened to come out.
Ting Yun cut off her voice warmly, "We never add salt when making chicken soup at home, because it tastes fresher and has more nutritional value."
"..." Is that so? Mu Jianing looked at him in disbelief.
Tingyun raised the corners of his lips and praised, "So the chicken soup you made last time was really good. I like it very much! And I'm very used to it."
Sister He was shocked, and she seemed to understand something at the same time. Did Miss Mu forget to add salt when she made chicken soup for him? So he gave her a big step to step down?
"Oh, that's it." Sure enough, Mu Jianing was happy, but as she drank the chicken soup in the bowl, it smelled fragrant, but it was so tasteless that it was... hard to swallow!
In the early morning, Mo Fan drove his car from Mo's house and drove here.
Yajie was sitting in the passenger seat. She looked out the window at the vast expanse of white, feeling solemn.
Mo Changqing didn't come because too many people would put pressure on Jing Yao. He just went to pick her up, not for negotiation.
"Mom, don't talk too much when you see Jing Yao later, and stop putting pressure on her. Young people today are under greater pressure." Mo Fan took control of the steering wheel and reminded kindly.
In fact, Yajie thought about it for a long time last night, "Son, it's not that my mother is unreasonable, it's that you don't stand in my mother's position. If I had given birth to Jingyao, I might not be so firmly opposed to her being with Dr. Shen today.
"
"She was not born to you, so you want her to be happy even more." Mo Fan understood.
"Yes." Yajie admitted, "Your uncle and aunt entrusted Jingyao to us before they passed away. We have the responsibility and obligation to raise her up and make her live happily. We have already lost her once, and we cannot lose her again.
The second time.”
"Last time it was just an accident. How many times can we experience such an accident in our life?" Mo Fan asked in confusion, "Did we all choose not to go out again after seeing the news about the car accident?"
Yajie was silent.
He said, "This is the same principle. Accidents do exist, but we just need to pay attention to them."
"I know you love her, and Jing Yao also knows it, but everyone's understanding of happiness is different. We want the people we love to feel happy. That is the real happiness, instead of forcing what we think on her
of happiness."
Her son's words were not unreasonable, but Yajie continued to remain silent...she was really conflicted.
When Mo Fan arrived, Ting Yun and the others had already finished breakfast. They were all coming to the living room when they accidentally saw a car parked in the yard.
Shen Yi and Mo Jingyao saw at a glance that it was Mo Fan's car. They came to the door of the living room and watched Mo Fan and Yajie get out of the car and walk towards this side.
Mo Jingyao's seemingly calm eyes contained a hint of apology. He looked at the middle-aged woman approaching in the snow. She was a little haggard. Was she worried that she had not slept all night?
"Aunt, brother." Mo Jingyao greeted them softly as they approached.
Shen Yi also said, "Aunt, Special Assistant Mo." His voice was gentle and calm.
Yajie looked at Jingyao for a moment and stood still in front of her. Just when she wanted to say something, a rumbling sound came from the sky.
Everyone at the door looked up and saw five helicopters coming into view. The propellers brought out strong airflow, ruffling everyone's clothes and hair, and the aircraft circled over the courtyard in an encirclement shape.
Shen Yi took out his mobile phone and saw the number from Lurayoka displayed on the screen that was set to silent.
The call was still coming in, and he raised his eyes to look at the helicopter.
Obviously, they had located his location and found him.
With so many friends there, Shen Yi didn't turn around and ran away. The line of his chin was as noble as a European aristocrat's, and his eyes shone with a firm and cold light.