The Queen of Romance: A Summer of Sweet Classics

Chapter 105 Han Jing is 17 years old

(One)

Han Jing and Han Bing have been in a store for an hour and a half.Han Bing already felt a deep sense of powerlessness. She never thought that a girl who looked so quiet and well-behaved on the surface would be so difficult to deal with.

Han Bing slept in the villa yesterday on the grounds that it was too late and didn't want to go back.After getting up in the morning, Han Jing dragged Mo Bei to go shopping and buy clothes, but she volunteered to stop her, confidently saying that she would make the little princess happy with the purchase.

But Han Jing was obviously spoiled by Mo Bei, she didn't like all styles, and her small face has been wrinkled since she left the villa, until now.

Han Bing patiently turned the last page of the album in front of Han Jing, pointed to the pure white dress, and said, "I think this one is also very pretty."

Han Jing was more impatient than anyone else, she glanced at her with big black eyes, and said something that was enough to choke everyone present: "The clothes on the last page of the album, do you think it will be a designer?" Is it your favorite work? If not, why should I wear it?"

She didn't pay attention to people other than Mo Bei at all, and she didn't even disdain the mentality of caring for others in words.Speaking without any scruples, this kind of arrogant character really made Han Bing feel helpless and gritted his teeth.

She was in a good mood after getting up this morning.Although after a year of getting along, Mo Bei did not meet her expected reaction, and his speech was still gentle and polite, sometimes even showing a little indifference, but he has always treated women in this way, and there is nothing really to criticize.What's more, she became the first woman to live in this villa in Mobei last night.The symbolism in this is self-evident, and more importantly, since the reunion last year, she has received constant surprises: Mo Beibi has restrained himself by at least [-]% before, and the number of scandals in the past year is higher than that in the previous month. It's even less, and she's the only girlfriend he's personally admitted to the outside world this year. All these signs made her wonder sweetly and joyfully whether he was really a bird tired and wanted to return home. .

That's why she was eager to please this Mo Bei's darling, but she didn't expect that it would be so difficult to establish a good relationship with her.

Last night when she hinted that she wanted to stay overnight, Mo Bei didn't object. She just watched Mo Bei's gentle smile and forgot to observe the little girl's expression. Thinking about it now, Han Jing seemed to have remained silent the whole time.

In fact, Han Bing and Mo Bei didn't get along alone for a long time. Usually, there was Han Jing when she was with her, and Han Jing was there when she wasn't there.Mo Bei's time in a day is divided into three parts, one part is for work, and the eight hours can only be increased without discount; Eight hours can only be reduced but not increased, and can be shortened to zero when busy or occupied by Han Jing.

During working hours, Han Bing can't get in. Han Jing hasn't found a joint that can be opened, and Mo Bei's sleep time, she usually has two days a week to occupy, and the remaining five days are allocated by Mo Bei himself.

Mo Bei has Mo Bei's principles. Although his smile is very gentle and his patience is very good, his bottom line is also very strong, and there is no way to back down.

But there are always exceptions to everything.Once Mo Bei's principle meets Han Jing, everything can be dived and sold.

Once when Han Bing came to the villa, Han Jing was acting like a baby to Mo Bei. She wanted to go on a business trip with Mo Bei, but she needed to skip class. Mo Bei refused to help her lie to the school, so she kept holding Mo Bei's hand Waist play tricks.

Mo Bei took a sip of the rare tea that Han Jing could make for him, and lazily leaned on the sofa, enjoying Han Jing's rare "serving" once a year, and said slowly, "No."

Han Jing was so anxious that she jumped up and down, saying "little uncle" and "good little uncle": "I'll just take a week off, and I can catch up with my study progress in two days after I come back. Just a week, just a week, okay, okay?"

Mo Bei still smiled and said nothing, and did not change his attitude.

Han Jing begged to the end but there was nothing she could do. She simply sat on his lap, pinched his neck and swayed from side to side as if to vent her anger. Mo Bei was also happy to play with her, as soft as a willow swaying with her hands. Jing was so angry that her teeth itched, she wrinkled her nose and was very dissatisfied with his indifferent attitude, and shouted very coquettishly: "Mo Bei!"

Mo Bei finally laughed out loud, put down his teacup, held her face with his pretty fingers and kneaded her face left and right, his voice was a gentleness that Han Bing had never heard before, so gentle that it could make people indulge, so gentle that she couldn't help but feel aroused Jealousy, although there is only one word, has penetrated deeply into her heart: "Okay."

After a whole morning of shopping, I still couldn't satisfy the taste of the little princess.She is extremely picky, and she can tell if the clothes don't fit, feel uncomfortable, or look bad. Even if there is nothing wrong with them, Han Jing can still use the ultimate magic, and seal all her mouths with the words "invincible": I dislike.

Han Bing had been tortured until he lost his temper, and couldn't help but wonder if Han Jing was only making things difficult for her alone, or it was the same when he came out with Mo Bei.The longer she stayed with Mo Bei, the more she was sure that Mo Bei might also like her; and the more she was sure of this idea, the more she wanted to possess, and the more she realized that Han Jing was really her sometimes An obstacle to communication with Mo Bei.

When Han Jing pestered Mo Bei to do this and that, Mo Bei would hardly say no.When Han Bing was dating Mo Bei, Han Jing usually wouldn't call, but once she called, the date would basically stop.

To a certain extent, if Han Bing does not suppress his instinctive jealousy, Han Bing will almost classify Han Jing as his rival in love.

But at the same time, she also believed that as long as Mo Bei wavered, as long as there was a gap, there was a possibility of infiltration.

She believes that although waiting is hard, it is also a relatively safe bet.

The two had dinner together at noon, Han Bing handed over the menu to Han Jing, Han Jing was not polite, and ordered a lot of favorite food in one go.Han Bing had no appetite, so she returned the menu to the waiter directly after the little princess finished ordering.

The two of them have nothing in common. The little princess has an arrogant temper and high-spirited eyes. She has never been conscious of finding topics to talk about.And Han Bing had been with her all morning, and he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to smile.So there was silence in between.

At the end of the silence, it was Han Jing who spoke first and called her "Sister Han Bing".

The corners of Han Jing's mouth turned up, showing a rare smile, which looked harmless and innocent: "What do you like about Mo Bei?"

Han Bing asked himself this question countless times after he was saddened by Mo Bei and went abroad last year, and now he has the answer very fluently: "The likes that can be answered are not real likes."

Han Jing still smiled slightly, that kind of smile was very mature, not like the insight that a 17-year-old girl can have: "It seems that you are really too fallen, that's why you are so cautious and abandon your principles, My IQ and EQ were also discounted, and I walked behind Mo Bei, looking forward and backward, suspicious and hesitant, acting like a fool after a passionate love."

"I made it clear that I was making things difficult for you. I just don't like you and Mo Bei being together for so long. I just don't like you, and I don't care if you like me. I didn't expect you to be able to endure it for so long without complaining." , really good-tempered."

Halfway through Han Jing's speech, she lowered her head and took a sip of white water. When she raised her face again, she was still calm and composed: "But you were not like this before, you are as proud and arrogant as I am. Now it's just a matter of forbearance." Waiting, do you think other people can't see it? When you and Mo Bei get married, you will be able to exclude me openly, isn't that the case? "

Where Mo Bei is not present, Han Bing has always been calm and rational, and he is still the same now.Although surprised by Han Jing's sharp eyes and sharp words, she showed no flaws on the surface, just smiling, and her smile was warmer and more natural than Han Jing's: "I never thought of it like this. In my eyes, You are Mo Bei's relatives, a part of my existence before me. I hope to be able to integrate into you, let's talk and get along well, can't we?"

"No." Han Jing couldn't be bothered to act with her anymore, she put away her smile, exuding a sense of indifference and alienation all over her body, "Put down your hypocritical face. You can't fool me. You know, I and You are destined to be mutually exclusive and out of place."

After Han Jing finished speaking, she called the waiter and took out the wallet in her handbag: "Check out." She turned her head and said to Han Bing with a complicated expression on her face, "This meal is basically what I like. I will come by myself. You don't need to ask."

Five days later, it was Jiangnan's wedding.This person who once declared that he would not get married until at least 40 years old, stepped into a marriage of interests before he was [-] years old.

Jiang Nan is the eldest son in the family, and needs to take on more responsibilities, and also sacrifices more self-will.

It can be predicted that in the near future, Mo Bei will be like Jiangnan today.

Jiang Nan was wearing a formal dress, and smiled indifferently at the wedding.Han Jing couldn't see the bride's expression through the veil and with her head down.

Jiang Nan and the bride met three months ago, got engaged a month ago, and then the preparations for the wedding were in full swing.The efficiency is very high, the first time you see Gao Tang, the second time you see each other, and the third time you send off to the bridal chamber.

At the wedding, Han Jing kept grabbing Mo Bei's finger, watching this handsome man who used to like to tease her with chocolates, touched her head and teased her, and got married without warning in a blink of an eye.

Although his smile has not changed, and his brows and eyes still seem to be free and easy, Han Jing feels that he has been imposed with many regulations and rules from the moment of engagement, and he is no longer the one who can have fun in the clubhouse. People who are scruples.

She looked at Jiangnan and then at Mo Bei.Mo Bei's expression was a little deep, and he changed from his gentle smile in the past, pursing his lips slightly and narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.

This appearance is not common, Han Jing felt a little inexplicable panic, grabbed his index finger tightly, and pulled it gently.

Mo Bei came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled at her, without speaking.

Mo Bei is one of today's best men.White looks good on him, and he is meticulously groomed from beginning to end. His handsome face and indescribable temperament make him almost overwhelm the protagonist's demeanor.

At the wedding banquet, the best man needs to hold the wine for the groom.Mo Bei can drink very well, but he was so drunk that he couldn't even hold back his smile.After the guests left, as soon as he and Han Jingfu got into the car going home, their smiles immediately collapsed.

Mo Bei rubbed his eyebrows and didn't speak for a long time.Han Jing looked at him with worried eyes, took a cup for him to drink water, and ran out of the car halfway to buy sober tea to brew.

Mo Bei's brows relaxed slightly, he leaned his head back against the seat and sighed softly, and then moved his hands to his temples, helping him relax the nerves there with moderate strength.

Mo Bei opened his eyes, facing Han Jing's dark and bright eyes.She pursed her lips slightly, and knelt on the seat to help him massage. Her stature was much smaller than Mo Bei's, and such a leaning posture made her very uncomfortable, but she still didn't say a word.

Mo Bei smiled like a sigh, grabbed her waist, half hugged and half hugged her, dragged her to his side, and stroked her back.

Han Jing responded by wrapping her thin arms around his neck.

She has loved to cling to Mo Bei since she was a child.When he was still drooling when he was young, he would find the most beautiful pair of amiable eyes among all the amiable eyes, and then wobbled but walked over in a straight line, asking Mo Bei to hug him accurately.

This was what Mo Bei told her later.Hearing the black lines on Han Jing's head at that time.

After Han Jing's parents passed away, she realized the reality a few days later and became alone in the room all day, hugging the Barbie doll and not saying a word.It was rare for Mo Bei not to linger in the beauty picture all day long. At that time, they hadn't moved out of the big house of Mo's family. He would come back from the company early every day and stay with her.

Han Jing didn't speak, so he could only take the initiative to mention that from combing her hair to cutting her nails, Mo Bei took care of her more easily than himself in a few years.Gradually, he also changed his personality, and he was more verbose than an old lady when dealing with Han Jing.

Five or six-year-old Han Jing is still not good at expressing, nor is she good at hiding. She just does whatever she wants.Every night when Mo Bei was telling stories, she grabbed his fingers and did not let go, and kept the position until she fell asleep.With the slightest movement of Mo Bei, she would immediately open her eyes.If Mo Bei coaxed her to leave with sweet words, [-]% of Han Jing would wake up from a nightmare that night.

The final result of this is that the two of them slept together during that short period of time.

When Han Jing was in the first grade of junior high school, there was a time when Mo Bei picked her up from school, and the little princess yelled to stop when she passed by a large supermarket.

Before getting out of the car to buy something, Han Jing said to him: "I'm going to buy something, don't follow me."

It's okay if she didn't say anything, but it aroused Mo Bei's interest.The two of them stared wide-eyed, and Mo Bei asked with a smile, "Why can't I follow?"

Han Jing gathered her skirt and got out of the car, closing the door without looking back: "I just can't follow anyway."

But Mo Bei's bad taste was aroused even more, and he slowly followed Han Jing through the food area on the first floor of the supermarket, and then through the daily necessities area on the second floor of the supermarket, and finally stopped at the place where Mo Bei finally understood the meaning of her words mean.

In front of him was a row full of women-specific products, colorfully packaged in large and small sizes, and women in their teens, twenties, and thirties were standing in front of the shelves. Backed out and went straight back to the parking lot.

When Han Jing returned to the car with a bag of things, Mo Bei still didn't know what expression to make.The little princess had a calm attitude of letting nature take its course, she only propped her chin and looked out the window.

In fact, today was her first time.Because it came so suddenly, things were borrowed from classmates temporarily.

Mo Bei called her after a while: "Jingjing..."

Han Jing turned her head and blocked his hesitation: "There is a phenomenon of puberty in the encyclopedia at home."

After hearing this sentence, Mo Bei was completely speechless.He pursed his lips, took a deep breath, let out another breath slowly, and pursed his lips again, but he still couldn't say a word.

Han Jing's neck was attached to his earlobe, and the fresh fragrance of hair pervaded her cool skin. Mo Bei smiled faintly: "Do you like Han Bing?"

Han Jing froze for a moment, she could vaguely guess what he was going to say next, her resistance was on the verge of breaking out, and her voice was cold: "I don't like it."

"why?"

It took Han Jing a while to speak: "Because she doesn't like me."

Mo Bei laughed: "But I think your attitude towards her is much gentler than that of the past."

"That's because..." Han Jing almost blurted out, but she felt very unwilling when the words came to her mouth, so she swallowed them back abruptly, but she just kept her neck awkward and didn't speak, even loosening her hands holding him open.

There is a fact that she doesn't want to admit but has to admit, Han Bing's method of winning people's hearts is very clever.When Mo Bei was not around, her high EQ was in normal use, and just a few words would make everyone in the villa smile and submit to her.

This is something that Mo Bei's girlfriends in the past could not do.If Han Jing's attitude towards her was still as tough and arrogant as before, everyone in the villa might be admonished and admonished, treating her as an ignorant child, and on the contrary would trust Han Bing even more.

Moreover, Han Bing was the default candidate for the Mo family's daughter-in-law, and Han Jing was somewhat resigned to her fate while being vigilant.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Mo Bei's mouth: "And if you think she is passable, your little uncle will propose to her in a few days."

Han Jing's eyes widened suddenly following these words, with an attitude of disbelief.Mo Bei waited for ten seconds, but her expression remained unchanged.

He waited quietly, but kept his attitude serious.Han Jing finally came to her senses, he wasn't joking, and she stumbled to complete the sentence: "You said that you would ask for my opinion before getting married, and if I'm not satisfied, you don't want it. You also said that it will be a few years before you get married. "

"You don't keep your word, and your words don't count." Her words even had a slight cry at the end. She sniffed hard and tried to scold him, but because of a good family education, she couldn't think of any harsh words anyway. Can forcefully add adjectives to it, "You are really very, very hateful."

Mo Bei stroked her hair, still smiling faintly: "Yeah, I'm hateful. After all, my little uncle has reached the age of starting a family, and your Aunt Mo has urged you countless times. I've always been thinking recently, as long as you are generous and considerate , handle things properly, whoever I marry will be the same, it’s better to have a clean ear. Your little uncle promised you, now you can probably only do the sentence "after marrying a wife, you will definitely put you first" gone."

"Why does it matter who you marry? Among those female partners and girlfriends, don't you have a favorite?"

"No." Mo Bei wiped away the little tears hanging from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and replied simply, with a casual smile, "Because I don't believe in so-called love."

Mo Bei spoke decisively and acted decisively.On the third day of his conversation with Han Jing, when Han Jing came home from school, she got the news from the beaming housekeeper that Han Bing had agreed to Mo Bei's marriage proposal.

(two)

If the sentence is very clichéd, the news came unexpectedly and within reason.

For such a fact, Han Jing responded very fiercely.

First, he refused to have dinner that night, despite the housekeeper and maid persuading him many times.The door of the bedroom was locked tightly, and it was too quiet inside. The gentle words of comfort came through the door, but the little princess hugged the pillow and didn't say a word or listen to a word.

Later, the maid inadvertently mentioned Han Bing's name, and suddenly there was the sound of glass shattering inside.

The maid was startled, she shut up instantly, and knocked on the door nervously: "Jingjing, are you okay?"

Han Jing finally opened her mouth, two simple and cold words: "Go away."

The butler and the maid looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and finally waited at the door holding their breath.

After a while, the sound of porcelain objects being thrown on the ground was heard again.

This kind of sound seems to have no end at the beginning, crisp, loud, and long-lasting.The maid was terrified when she heard it, and secretly worried that there was something to be cleaned up, while the housekeeper was terrified when she heard it, and secretly calculated that the wooden floor in the little princess' room should be replaced tomorrow.

Han Jing's room is full of carefully selected precious objects, and an unremarkable fountain pen on the writing desk is also an imported brand.In addition, there is a bas-relief Western clock from the Qing Dynasty. Although it is an antique, it still runs very accurately. It is the timer in Han Jing's room. Every fifteen days, someone will tighten the hairspring.It was bought by Mo Bei from the auction house at the beginning, and it was worth a lot of money. After taking it home, Han Jing took a fancy to it, and then put it in her bedroom.The butler felt distressed when he heard it, and secretly prayed that the little princess would not throw it in a fit of anger.

When the maid felt that Han Jing was going to have a heart attack if she fell like this again, the sound of smashing inside finally stopped.

But after such a long time interval, the two people outside the door felt that they had almost fallen as far as they could fall inside.

The housekeeper took a deep breath, continued to knock on the door lightly without fear of death, and called out tentatively, "Miss?"

no answer.After another 2 minutes, the bedroom door was finally opened.

Han Jing came out wearing pink and white slippers, her hair was a little messy, but her eyes were darker and brighter than usual. She glanced at them, walked around without saying a word, walked to the study opposite the bedroom, and opened the door to enter.

After Han Jing stepped into the study, the butler turned his gaze back. First, he saw the maid covering her mouth and looking at the room with an expression of disbelief. Take a breath.

No part of the room was intact, probably even more messy than the warehouse.Hugging the bear, the Barbie doll was sitting on the floor staggering, the glass and ceramics fell to the floor, and there was basically nothing left on the dressing table and writing table. Looking at the nearby ground, I finally found the scattered parts, the lonely dial and the surface relief full of scratches.

Although he finally accepted the reality of being broken, the housekeeper couldn't help but murmured: "My aunt, this is an antique, miss."

Leaving the maid to clean the room, the butler knocked on the door of the study with a small plate of delicious desserts.There was still no answer from inside, she paused, tried to turn the lock, but found that it was not closed, so she quietly opened the door and went in.

Han Jing's legs were curled up in a large chair, and she lay facelessly on the table, holding a pen from Mo Bei, writing and drawing vigorously on the A4 paper.He raised his eyelids and saw the butler coming in with a tray, his eyes didn't stop, and his eyelids fell back again.

The butler adjusted the smile on his face and tried to be amiable: "Miss, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" If you have time to eat, you don't have time to smash antiques. Eating is better than smashing things.

Han Jing said weakly: "Don't eat."

"Is there anything you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to do it." The housekeeper asked as he peeked at the ravaged A4 paper on the table. cross.

"No, no, no, I won't eat or eat!" The little princess refused very simply, and she became more and more impatient as she frowned, "I want to be alone, you go and do your work, don't come in again."

When Mo Bei came back, the maid had just transported the last batch of debris from Han Jing's room. Seeing that he seemed to have seen a savior, the housekeeper rushed over and described the tragic situation just now. It was shocking enough without embellishment.

When Mo Bei heard that the western clock was broken, he was slightly taken aback, and said in a flat tone, "If it's broken, it's broken. Go ask someone to repair it. If it can't be repaired, forget it. I'll go and see her."

As soon as Mo Bei's fingers touched the door lock of the study, he heard an extremely impatient voice inside: "Say no to come in!"

Mo Bei coughed at the door, and it was suddenly quiet inside.

Han Jing got up from the table, grabbed the edge of the table to stabilize her body, sank into the wide swivel chair, and watched Mo Bei walking step by step in a daze.

Before he approached, Han Jing's tears fell silently.

She has always been taken care of by Mo Bei too thoroughly, with too few setbacks and too stubborn a personality. She thinks that even for a girl, shedding tears is a sign of cowardice and incompetence. The few times when she is unsatisfactory, she is also dusted by her indifferently. The same brushed past.

To be exact, she hasn't cried since her parents died.

But now when she saw Mo Bei at first glance, and remembered what the housekeeper said after returning home, all the grievances and sadness she had accumulated over the past few days rushed up desperately, and she couldn't stop it.His nose was sore, his eye sockets were uncontrollably astringent, and he just wanted to cry happily.

Not crying is not because I am strong enough, but because I didn't care enough about the previous things.

From now on, Mo Bei no longer belongs to her alone.It was the saddest thing she could ever remember.

When Mo Bei walked over, Han Jing grabbed his clothes buttons, straightened up, then hugged his neck tightly, and burst into tears without any scruples.

Mo Bei sighed, and murmured Weiming's comforting words, but it seemed that nothing had happened, and it had no effect on Han Jing.

He grabbed her leg with one hand, wrapped around her armpit with the other, hugged her and placed it on his knee. Han Jing kept crying, feeling him gently patting her back, crying even harder.

It was as if a cat couldn't find its companion all of a sudden, and a bird lost its way home in the rain, crying so hoarsely.

Time passed for a long time, and finally stopped slightly.Han Jing was already crying so that her limbs were numb and weak, her whole body was as uncomfortable as if she had been drenched by rain, and she had no strength to speak, and her sobbing made it even more unclear. It took Mo Bei a long time to understand what she said: "You Do you like Han Bing that much?"

This question has been raised more than once.Mo Bei replied patiently again: "I just don't hate him."

"Then why don't you wait and find someone you like more than you don't hate?"

Mo Bei still had the standard gentle smile, with a completely indifferent expression: "I don't think I will find it."

"I don't want you to marry Han Bing." Tears welled up in Han Jing's eyes again, her voice was as weak as a kitten's, but she was very firm. After a second pause, she suddenly raised her voice fiercely, "I hate Han Bing! Say something I don't like her any more!"

Mo Bei took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears on her face bit by bit, and then scratched her cheek: "Jingjing, don't be too willful. You didn't object a few days ago. Since my ring has been handed out today, I can't do it again." Take it back."

Han Jing pursed her lips and stared at him for ten seconds, then suddenly said, "I hate you." After speaking, she jumped off his lap and ran out without looking back.

The maid moved quickly, and Han Jing's room had been cleaned.Han Jing hid in again, like a snail shrunk into its shell, and no one, including Mo Bei, would come out no matter how loud they shouted.

After a while, Mo Bei gave up and left. Han Jing moved from the quilt, got out, and wanted to throw something again, but the objects in the room that could be moved by her were basically dropped. She looked around the empty surroundings, I had no choice but to resign myself to getting into bed again.

After a while, Mo Bei went back and forth, with a soft tone, and continued to lure her out: "I made your favorite preserved egg and lean pork porridge."

It was rare for Mo Bei to cook in person, and the way he comforted her was very sincere.Moreover, Han Jing's strength was almost exhausted, her will swayed left and right following these words, and finally she got out of bed slowly and opened the door.

Mo Bei showed a very gentle smile, holding a bone china bowl specially designed for Han Jing to eat in his hand.The little princess pursed her lips. It was the aroma of her favorite porridge.

Mo Bei fed the porridge spoon by spoon, and Han Jing ate quietly with her head down.She eats well, with her eyes lowered and her mouth slightly open, swallowing small bites. Because she eats so well, Mo Bei sometimes thinks that Han Jing is like a kitten.

They are usually quiet and well-behaved. When they are offended, they will stretch out their paws to resist, and if they don't get what they want, they will act like a baby and bark softly.

Neither of them spoke.Mo Bei was in a trance, and Han Jing knew that what she said at this moment would not be too gentle, so she simply shut up completely.

The next day Han Jing went to school, and Mo Bei didn't go to the company. He stayed at home alone and tossed the flowers and plants, and after tossing the flowers and plants, he tossed the tea leaves.Someone came to visit suddenly in the afternoon, before I saw him, I heard his voice: "Oh, it's quite comfortable, and I still have time to make tea, just right, I'm thirsty, so you're welcome."

Mo Bei looked at Jiangnan with disdain as he picked up a purple sand teacup to drink from a cow, pointed to the big dog lying lazily and motionless in a corner of the living room, and sarcastically said, "My family's Ruyi eats more elegantly than you do now."

As a result, Jiang Nan put it down before taking a sip, with an unbearable expression: "My God, it's so bitter. What kind of Kuding are you soaking in, self-torture?"

Mo Bei pointed to the cover of the tea box beside him, not bothering to lift his eyelids.

Jiang Nan looked at Mo Bei with his chin raised, and smiled meaningfully: "Why, are you feeling depressed? Is it because of yesterday's proposal?"

"Speak up."

"Look at me, I'm younger than you, and I got married earlier than you. I don't complain about anything. What can you worry about?"

"I'm not bothered."

"I'm not worried, what are you doing with such bitter tea?"

Mo Bei poured cups of brewed tea into a flower pot on one side without raising his head: "I like it, can't I?"

When Han Jing left school, Mo Bei and Jiang Nan went to school to pick her up.But the two waited at the door for nearly half an hour, but still no one came out.

Sensing something was wrong, Mo Bei called Han Jing, but no one answered.Dial again, this time simply shut down.

Mo Bei let out a sigh of relief, without saying a word, he went directly to the school to find the principal.

The answer was that Han Jing had finished her last class in the afternoon, and the time after school could not be monitored by the school.

The two were sent out of the school by the principal himself. Mo Bei crossed his arms and tapped his fingertips on the car key, which made Jiangnan feel panicked: "Don't click, the key will be bent soon. Where can I find someone?" You should give me instructions."

Mo Bei glanced at him: "I don't know."

After thinking about it, he called Han Jing again.Unexpectedly, this time it was connected so quickly, Han Jing's voice was not clear in the noisy environment, only a slightly hoarse word: "Hello?"

Mo Bei swallowed all the long-winded words in his throat, and asked simply: "Where are you now?"

In fact, there was no need for Han Jing to answer. On the other end of the phone, there was a boy who sounded very excited and said loudly: "Hey, Mingming deserves to be called Mingdu, it's just very lively."

Mingdu, a famous entertainment venue in T City, but only for adults.

Both Mo Bei and Jiang Nan arrived at Ming after half an hour.Along the way, Mo Bei raced countless cars, his face sinking like water, so Jiangnan didn't dare to provoke him again.

Fortunately, the two of them went in and took a quick look and saw Han Jing and another boy, and they were talking with several other well-dressed adult men.

What will happen next in that scene, Mo Bei, who is already familiar with this kind of occasion, can see through it at a glance, and is immediately furious. The approaching hand retreated, blocked, and pushed, and the opponent immediately staggered, covered his bruised fingers and took several steps back, but in the end he couldn't stabilize his balance and sat heavily on the ground.

Soon after, "Ouch", Hulala surrounded him, yelling, "Mr. Wang, are you okay?"

Mo Bei pulled Han Jing behind him, looked him over, and smiled very lightly: "Oh, so it's General Manager Wang Kuiwang."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jing's head came out from behind him, but Mo Bei pushed it back again, with the same cold voice as before: "Children are not allowed to watch the fight."

Wang Kui's side is now completely awake, and he was pushed to the ground without any warning, and no one will be too comfortable.The hoarse curse resounded throughout the lobby on the first floor of Mingdu: "Which fucking onion are you?"

Mo Bei smiled, didn't even bother to say anything, and just swept across the person rushing towards him.Although Han Jing knew that Mo Bei and Jiang Nan had learned kung fu from their master since they were young, this was the first time seeing them make a move.Although the less welcomes the more, Mo Bei and Jiang Nan are obviously in the upper hand. They throw one on the left and one on the right, and their movements are extremely chic and neat.

Such a big commotion quickly attracted a lot of security guards and managers.The manager in formal attire and nameplate rushed to the scene, opened his mouth to scold him, but took it back abruptly after seeing Mo Bei's face clearly, and called out "Boss" respectfully.

(three)

Mo Bei withdrew his hand with an "um" and dragged Han Jing from behind to in front of her, pressing his hand on the back of her head and still not allowing her to look around.Glancing at the boy who came to Mingdu with Han Jing who slowly opened his mouth and then quickly closed it, he said blankly, "Call the police and get them into the police station."

Jiang Nan spoke up from the side: "Sue them for gathering a crowd to fight. This kind of social scum should stay in the bureau for a few more nights."

"Plus abduction and molestation of minors." After Mo Bei finished speaking, his eyes turned to Wang Kui, "The general manager of Huaju Branch, right?"

Wang Kui looked at him, a little startled: "What do you want to do?"

"How can a person like you deserve the position of general manager? Your boss Li Weiye has really bad eyesight." Mo Bei said flatly, "Tomorrow morning, go to your office to pack your things. Please go away."

The scene was cleaned up quickly. Although sending it to the police station could be considered a big deal, the manager obeyed and did what Mo Bei said.So soon the police car came, and quickly sent Mr. Wang and a few young men into the car, and took the place of Mo Bei to record a statement, and then waved to the innocent people who had their arms and legs broken by their limbs and bones. goodbye.

After Mo Bei finished cooking the unlucky ones who were the most unpleasant, he finally turned his attention back to Han Jing, only to realize that she had drank and was a little dazed.

So Mo Bei looked at the boy who was traveling with him, and his eyes had changed from unhappy to gloomy.Jiang Nan's eyes rolled between the two, and soon he realized what Mo Bei meant, and without saying a word, he dragged the boy who was still unclear and walked out.

Mo Bei pinched Han Jing's waist to keep her from falling, her breath was full of alcohol, her hazy eyes and slightly flushed cheeks were sweeter than before.

Mo Bei gritted his teeth while dragging her away, "How much wine did you drink today?"

She didn't expect her to be able to answer, but Han Jing said obediently: "A glass of red wine and half a glass of white wine." Then she wrinkled her nose and muttered vaguely, "It doesn't taste good at all."

Mo Bei glanced at her, breathed and breathed, at least swallowed all the words he wanted to accuse.

endure.

Han Jing's eyes stared at the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.Autumn has not spread significantly in T City. Mo Bei only wears a shirt, and Han Jing is carried away by him. The two of them couldn't be closer, allowing her to feel his body temperature and the familiar fragrance. .

A fragrance that made her a little relieved and a little unwilling in her confusion.

Han Jing couldn't help stretching out her hand unconsciously, trying to calm his outburst of anger through the thin clothes.Mo Bei froze and lowered his head to look. Han Jing was so drunk that he couldn't even walk steadily, but he was full of energy.

Her fingers moved up along the buttons of his clothes, touched the collar and went down again.Mo Bei stopped in his tracks, watched her movements with a cold face, and finally couldn't help but scold in a low voice: "Going to this messy place with messy people in a fit of anger? More and more nonsense, huh? Dare to drink in this kind of place?! And still drunk?!"

His anger welled up, causing Han Jing to flinch unconsciously.Her fingers were still on his chest, she could touch his heartbeat, but she didn't know what to do next.

The two stood in a stalemate, Mo Bei didn't speak anymore, Han Jing peeked at him, and the courage to shrink back in fright came out again, her fingers loosened the buttons she was holding tightly, and continued to poke down.

In fact, she didn't even know what she was doing.All I know is that I want to get closer by instinct, and then get closer.

Mo Bei was afraid that she would cause embarrassment if she continued like this, so he grabbed her hand suddenly and asked coldly, "Do you know who I am now?"

Even with a gloomy face, even if Mo Bei has become a double shadow in her eyes, she can still recognize his identity and the relationship between them just by intuition.But he held her very hard, his beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his lips were also tightly pursed, and he looked at her coldly.

In her memory, no matter how capricious she was, what she wanted to do depended entirely on her mood, but her little uncle had never lost his temper with her, not even saying a single serious word.Now his angry appearance made Han Jing a little flustered and aggrieved. She instinctively wanted to please him, but at the same time, she instinctively didn't want to be too low-key, and didn't want to admit her mistakes.

Mo Bei realized that the strength he was holding her was still at the level he had just struck, and he let go immediately.Han Jing immediately became a little flustered, and quickly hugged his waist, pressing her cheek against him, the temperature of her breath clearly ironing his chest through the fabric.

Mo Bei paused, and before he could respond to comfort, Han Jing suddenly raised her head again, wrapping her arms around his neck.

This is the most common action between Mo Bei and Han Jing.But what happened next was the rarest thing.

Han Jing tightly hugged his two arms around his neck, like a rock climber confirming whether the rope is safe, then showed a relieved expression, then stood on tiptoe, touched his lips with one hand, and moved to confirm the coordinates. Also determined the exact position, and finally printed his lips gently on it.

When Han Jing woke up the next day, she felt uncomfortable all over her body, especially her temples, as if rhythmically tapping with a sledgehammer, and each hit gave her a splitting headache.She thought carefully about what happened the night before, and only remembered that she went to Mingdu together with a boy in her class in a fit of anger, and then there was an unpleasant environment, unpleasant characters, and unpleasant conversations, and finally Mo Bei and Jiang Nan arrived, The problem was solved, but the boy didn't know where he was, and he seemed to be dragged to the parking lot by Mo Bei, and then the memory stopped abruptly.

It's not a good feeling to try to recall and can't remember anything.Han Jing habitually looked at the clock on the low cabinet, but it was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it was replaced by another very similar but different bas-relief western clock. The surface was still golden, but the relief could no longer be exactly the same.

Han Jing turned over on the bed when a maid knocked on the door softly, then poked her head in and whispered softly: "Jingjing, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

"...Where's little uncle?" Every morning, the little princess must ask.

The maid smiled: "Mr. Mo went to the company early in the morning. There seems to be an important meeting this morning."

Han Jing frowned.Mo Bei has never been like this.As long as he goes home the night before, he will supervise the outrageously picky Han Jing for breakfast the next day.No matter how urgent the company was, he always had a leisurely attitude. He slowly went to wake Han Jing up, finished breakfast slowly and forced to feed him, and then went to the company leisurely.

She leaned over to get the phone, and it took a long time to get picked up. Mo Bei's voice was still steady: "Jingjing."

Han Jing stretched out her arms to ask the maid to help put on her clothes, while wrinkling her nose and pouting her mouth in dissatisfaction: "It is said that you have an important meeting this morning?"

"……Yes."

This answer obviously did not satisfy Han Jing, so her tone became even worse: "Okay, you can continue with the meeting." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone.

Three weeks later was the engagement of Mo Bei and Han Bing.

Han Bing attaches great importance to this, and comes to Mobei Villa almost every day to discuss various engagement details.Two people can talk all night in the study or living room. Han Jing seems to have been robbed of her most cherished treasure. As soon as Han Bing rings the doorbell, she starts pouting and pouting until she leaves.

Han Jing's quietness and obedience depend on the situation with strangers and elders. She has always been arrogant and domineering like a proud peacock when she treats people who don't like her. If Mo Bei acquiesces, she will become even more arrogant and domineering.

That morning she was soaked in milk and her new coat was dirty, and at noon she went downstairs for no reason and sprained her ankle. At night, Mo Bei and Han Bing were modifying the ready-made dress, and Han Jing was reading on the sofa alone. The new book also bullied her, but when she accidentally turned the pages, a cut was made on her finger by the page, and blood dripped out immediately.

She screamed exaggeratedly in pain, and Mo Bei immediately sat beside her, took out a handkerchief to cover the wound, frowned and ordered to the maid: "Go get some medicine and band-aids."

As soon as Han Jing heard that the medicine was going to be applied, she immediately retracted her fingers. Unexpectedly, Mo Bei's strength was controlled very skillfully. She broke free suddenly but failed. Said softly like a kitten: "Is it okay to just put on a Band-Aid instead of medicine? It's just a small hole."

"The medicine heals quickly, and it won't leave scars." Mo Bei glanced at her, "Accidentally want to bargain?"

"I cut my finger and you still beat me. You said it was because I was not careful, so can't you find another reason to explain it?"

Mo Bei chuckled: "Then give me an example."

Han Jing glanced at Han Bing, turned her head and continued, "For example, my luck has been inexplicably unlucky recently, and today is extremely bad."

There was something hidden in her words, and after she finished speaking, she glanced at Han Bingpiao provocatively.Han Bing was still smiling slightly, as if turning a deaf ear to the conversation here, maintaining his elegant posture, stroking back the playfully hanging hair, then lowered his head and continued to modify the details of the engagement.

After these three weeks of patience, Han Jing finally determined that she still couldn't tolerate a certain person.

Two days before the engagement, she walked around Mo Bei's engagement dress with a bottle of newly bought ink for 10 minutes, but she still didn't spill it.

Because the way of splashing ink is so clichéd and too conspicuous.There were inexplicably more ink marks in the cloakroom in the villa, and it was still on the brand new engagement dress.In this villa, except for her alone, even Jixiang and Ruyi have no hostility towards Han Bing, and doing so is simply waiting to be punished afterwards.

The next day, Han Jing frowned and sat on the swing in the garden for a long time in a daze. Finally, she let out a heavy breath, then changed her clothes and went to the swimming pool of the villa under the worried eyes of the maid.

In the autumn evening, the water in the open-air swimming pool is several degrees lower than the already cool temperature.Han Jing changed into her swimsuit, ignored the maid's advice, didn't do any warm-up exercises, and dived directly into the water.

Luckily she didn't have cramps.

Han Jing didn't warm up in the swimming pool, she just soaked slowly in the pool, and finally agreed to go ashore when the maid had already persuaded her voice to be hoarse, and put on the thick bathrobe in the maid's hand, He left without wiping his hair and went straight to the bedroom, then locked the door behind him.

After being coaxed to drink ginger syrup, Han Jing refused; coaxed to take a hot bath, Han Jing continued to refuse; the maid and the housekeeper had no choice but to wait helplessly for Mo Bei to come back.

However, when Mo Bei came back, Han Jing had already fallen asleep, and locked the door behind her, not even opening the door when Mo Bei knocked.Just lied that I had taken a hot shower and was too sleepy to rest.

She worked so hard and got what she wanted, and finally on the third day, when Mo Bei got engaged, she succeeded in developing a high fever.

She woke up groggy in the morning, but kept trying to wake herself up.Mo Bei had been waiting at the door of her bedroom with the little dress she was going to wear at the engagement party. Han Jing came out slowly, refusing his habitual stroking of her forehead, bypassing him and going downstairs to the restaurant.

The two of them remained silent during breakfast.But today, the picky little princess ate one of the most hated poached eggs uncharacteristically, which surprised Mo Bei and the housekeeper.

After breakfast, the maid ran over with her little dress in her arms.Han Jing frowned when she saw it, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, showing obvious resistance.

Before Mo Bei could speak, she stood up first, and walked to the bedroom on the second floor without looking back: "I'm not feeling well, I'm going to sleep."

She didn't look back at Mo Bei's expression, so she had no way of knowing what kind of eyes he was looking at her at the moment.But he didn't stop it either.

Mo Bei's engagement dress is dark purple satin, with embroidered patterns on the collar and collar, which complements Han Bing's engagement dress.And Han Jing's little dress was also tailor-made together with them, the same dark purple satin suit with a sweet lace skirt inside, Han Jing only tried on the dress once when it was delivered, when she walked out of the cloakroom Everyone in the villa was stunned.But Han Bing's eyes were filled with jealousy and envy.

Han Jing has always been squeamish in the eyes of outsiders.Because of the doting of the elders and Mo Bei's unprincipled connivance, she basically won't suffer any external harm except self-torture.So even a small injury like a book cutting her finger would make her scream for a long time.What's even more weird is that when everyone saw her skin as delicate as a baby's, they also felt that Han Jing's pain was undeserved.

After Han Jing woke up, Mo Bei was still waiting for her in the living room. Han Jing stood on the second floor looking down at him, her voice descending from top to bottom: "I don't want to get engaged. I don't want to see Han Bing. "

If it is a child's privilege to say that it is a child's privilege, then Han Jing knowingly committed the crime and implemented this privilege very thoroughly.Even if she didn't object before Mo Bei's proposal, no one could punish her if she wanted to repent.

Mo Bei folded the newspaper and threw it aside, and said slowly, "I've been waiting for you for an hour and a half, and that's all I've been waiting for?"

Han Jing's answer was to walk back into the bedroom again and lock the door behind her.

Although Mo Bei was much more patient than Han Jing, but once Han Jing's stubborn factor broke out, Mo Bei would no longer be Han Jing's opponent.The little princess was determined not to go, even though Mo Bei coaxed her bedroom door for a long time, she remained silent.In the end, Mo Bei still gave up, turned and left.

As soon as Mo Bei's car engine started, Han Jing immediately covered her mouth and went straight to the bathroom, throwing up into the toilet.

Her voice was still detected by the attentive maid through the double doors, and she immediately knocked on the door: "Jingjing, what's the matter with you? Open the door!"

Han Jing finally felt better after being overwhelmed until there was only sour water left in her stomach.Her head was dizzy as if she was carrying a heavy stone, and she finally got to the door from the bathroom, and she knelt on the ground the moment she unlocked the door.

The maid was so frightened that she also knelt down on one knee and half picked up Han Jing, only to realize that her cheeks were flushed unreasonably, and when she touched her forehead, it was already scalding hot.

All kinds of things were in a hurry for a while, and the housekeeper ordered the maid to get the thermometer while calling the family doctor. Han Jing wrapped the quilt tightly around her body. Dodge the glass of hot water in the hand of the maid.

The maid was very helpless: "This is not medicine, it's just hot water. You have a fever of [-] degrees, and you just vomited and there is nothing in your stomach. It will be even more uncomfortable if you don't drink some hot water." After speaking, she said to herself, "Why are you vomiting? Did you eat something bad?"

Han Jing tightly closed her eyes and said nothing.Of course she knew why.Do not eat fried eggs when you have a fever, otherwise it will aggravate the condition.The poached egg she swallowed that morning was the cause of her vomiting.

Han Jing's sanity was a little hazy, and the housekeeper and maid seemed to be running back and forth worryingly, frowning all the time.Then there was a family doctor in the room, and then the chef brought the porridge into her bedroom.However, many people came and went, but none of them was the one she wanted to see the most.

Her temperature rose to 41 degrees, and the family doctor frowned and told the housekeeper: "It's better to give her an injection. It's too slow to go down like this."

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed: "You know, Miss has never had injections or medicine since she was a child. Even though she is not very sober now, but..."

The family doctor waved his hand: "Try and talk."

The result of the experiment was that even though Han Jing was confused, she still knew what they were going to do.As soon as the doctor pressed the cotton wool on her shoulder, she resisted violently.

Then there were three different sighs in the room.

The maid was still applying cold compresses to her, and the housekeeper was trying to feed her herbal tea to reduce the fever.Han Jing was obedient and did not resist, but frowned from beginning to end.

After an unknown amount of time, her forehead was still so hot. The maid put a new towel out of the refrigerator on her forehead, bit her lips and thought about it, and discussed with the housekeeper, "Should I tell Mr. Mo?"

The housekeeper flatly refused: "No. What day is it today? Mr. Mo is at the engagement ceremony, how can he be disturbed."

As soon as their words fell, Han Jing slowly turned over, and all the cold towels on her body fell onto the bed. She didn't realize it, but murmured in a low voice: "Young uncle."

The butler stared at the maid hard, and looked at Han Jing with some embarrassment.Han Jing's actions immediately became fierce, repeating four words: "I want a little uncle."

The way she frowned, her cheeks were flushed, and she muttered to herself in a daze immediately won the heartache and sympathy of the housekeeper. The housekeeper fought for half a minute, and finally resigned himself to dialing Mo Bei's phone.

The butler's phone call was made at a particularly inappropriate time, or perhaps it could be said that the call was made at a particularly inappropriate time.

The engagement scene has always been smooth.It seems that except for Han Jing, everyone else is very satisfied with this marriage.The next link was that Mo Bei was going to put the engagement ring on Han Bing's hand. With a peaceful smile, Mo Bei scanned the auditorium again, but still did not see Han Jing.

Han Bing took his arm with a smile, waiting for the long-awaited next critical moment to come.

Suddenly his cell phone kept vibrating in his pocket, as if he would not give up until he got through.Mo Bei took it out, it was the phone number at home.

Glancing at the caller from the corner of his eye, most of Han Bing's smile disappeared suddenly.

Mo Bei picked it up very quickly.

The housekeeper was very anxious, and didn't give Mo Bei time to talk, so he continued in one breath: "Miss has a high fever, which hovers around [-] degrees all day and does not subside. Her skin is scalding and she doesn't take medicine or injections. The family is in a hurry. , Miss has been subconsciously calling your name, Mr. Mo, look..."

Halfway through hearing this, Mo Bei unconsciously stepped forward: "Why do you have a high fever?"

"It was probably frozen yesterday. After you left in the morning, the little lady vomited once, and she vomited out all the gastric juice. The little face was pale at first, and then flushed. She still refused to cooperate, and kept calling for the little uncle."

"I'm going back now."

After he finished speaking, an anxious female voice sounded behind him: "Mo Bei!"

Turning his head, Han Bing held his arm tightly, his expression was full of panic, and he looked up at him with tears in his eyes: "Where are you going? We are getting engaged."

Mo Bei's arm hangs down, just in time to touch the eight-claw diamond ring in his pocket.The ring was chosen by Han Bing himself. It is different from the delicate and exquisite ones she used to wear, but it is a bit ostentatious.

Mo Bei smiled at her: "Jingjing has a fever, and the situation is very dangerous. Han Bing, I always thought you were very understanding."

"Yes, I am understanding. But if I am understanding, do I have to back down? Let Han Jing do whatever she wants? Mo Bei, are you a little too cruel to me? Because I love you, and you also Knowing that I love you, so you squander and put my feelings last? What do you think of me? What are you doing marrying me?"

Mo Bei looked at her, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a slight arc: "You already knew what kind of person I am before you decided to accept my marriage proposal, so why are you willing to marry me?"

Han Bing's tears flowed down.Looking at his eyes filled with tears, his eyelashes flickering, he covered his mouth and wept in a low voice.

Mo Bei put his hands in his pockets and waited for her quietly for a minute. Seeing that Han Bing still hadn't restrained his tears, he took a paper slip from the table on one side and handed it to her: "I will pay you back for this engagement." .But I'm sorry now."

Han Bing made the last dying rescue for the engagement wedding: "You suddenly left, how should I answer my parents' questions?"

Mo Bei's voice got farther and farther away with the footsteps: "You can answer whatever you want, just push it all on me. I will explain to them later."

(End of this chapter)