I love you for a long time

Mo Bo shook his head: "I don't know, but my mother was very suspicious at that time, but there was no evidence."

Cong Huan sighed: "Then how did you grow up safely?"

Mo Bo: "My mother also took a gamble, or she was unwilling, so she used the money to rent a place with better security. The rent was higher, so we ate worse.

So when I was young, I often fell ill, and my mother was not reconciled to me being rejected by the Mo family, so she was very strict with me since I was a child, asking me to study hard since I was a child, and if I didn't get good grades, I would be beaten..."

Cong Huan suddenly had a feeling of empathy, and comforted softly: "Now that you are older, everything is over, live a good life now, and don't think too much about the unhappy things in the past."

Cong Huan's comfort made Mo Bo's gloomy eyes light up: "I will try my best to live my life well, I just want to tell you that even if I am a little cautious, it is a self-protection method I have practiced since I was a child. .

In the eyes of my mother, money and power are more important than me. She regards me more as a tool for her to fly to the high branches than as a son, but she is also my biological mother, and I cannot escape her at all. "

There was no wave in Mo Bo's eyes: "So when I was very young, I would check her face, and when I saw that she was unhappy, I would hide away. If I couldn't avoid it, I would try my best to follow her heart to make her happy...

When I was studying, I also encountered various accidents that are difficult for others to encounter. Many times, if I am not careful, I may be disabled or die. Others say that I have an unlucky physique, and they say that I am very lucky. Bad luck turned good.

But they don't know how carefully I live behind this, how I use my heart to live in the world, just for myself to live, to live better..."

Cong Huan couldn't help but feel soft when he heard this: "Mo Bo, I don't blame you for the fact that you plan to break my mobile phone and meet each other, but it's not an example.

If you let me know that you are still plotting against me, then not only are we not friends, I might even retaliate—because I am not a very broad-minded person. "

Mo Bo's eyes became brighter: "That means, you still regard me as a friend now, right?"

Cong Huan looked into Mo Bo's sparkling eyes, and said seriously: "As long as you don't count on me anymore, I can still treat you as a friend, but not the kind of boyfriend.

I can tell you very clearly that I will not fall in love within three years, I just want to do a good job in my career while I am young.So if you want to find a girlfriend, don't hit my idea. "

Mo Bo smiled handsomely: "Then you mean that you won't fall in love with Zhou Tao in three years, right?"

Cong Huan nodded: "You seem to mind Zhou Tao's relationship with me."

Mo Bo nodded honestly: "Although he is my brother, I don't like you two being together at all. You are so beautiful, I don't want you to be with someone who is more scheming."

Cong Huan's eyes flickered: "You mean Zhou Tao is more scheming than you?"

Mo Bo shook his head: "I won't judge my half-brother without evidence, I tell you what happened when I was a child, and I want to remind you.

If many of the accidents I suffered when I was a child were caused by my elder brother's mother, Mrs. Zhou, wouldn't it be dangerous for you to marry into such a family?If one day you and your elder brother get married and have conflicts, and Mrs. Zhou loves her son so much..."

Cong Huan only felt a chill in his body, but then felt a little improbable: "Generally speaking, children are the best mirrors for parents. I think Zhou Tao is a very positive person. If Mrs. Zhou hadn't taught him by example, he would not have been able to teach him." Such a positive, polite and thoughtful man."

Mo Bo's eyes darkened a bit: "So you think you are so good with my elder brother? Yes, my elder brother grew up under the loving care and cultivation of my father and Mrs. Zhou, so he is naturally much better than me. Online, compared to people who have to pay more attention than ordinary people to survive..."

Seeing Mo Bo's low self-esteem, Cong Huan couldn't bear it: "You are also very good. At least we are both migrant workers. We have many topics in common, so we can talk well, don't we?"

Mo Bo shook his head with a wry smile: "You don't need to comfort me! I think you are very good, and I really want to be with you. It's too delusional!

——In fact, I have already imagined that it is ten thousand times better for you to live with my elder brother than to live with me, because my father’s family property is inherited by my elder brother, and I am just an ordinary working network administrator, so I can’t give it to you. Your material life is too good. "

Cong Huan became a little angry: "Am I the kind of person who stays with someone because he is rich? If I am with someone, I can only marry him because of liking, not because of money."

But Mo Bo felt happy because of Cong Huan's words: "I knew you were not such a person, so when I saw you swallowing roses at Bidao and refusing to accept the courtship of that playboy Chang He, I fell in love with you." is you……

You may not know that my snobby mother arranged for me to go to Bidao for a blind date in order to give me the strength to compete with my elder brother. "

"You also went to Bidao for a blind date?" This answer made Cong Huan somewhat unexpected.

Mo Bo nodded: "The talk has been said, and I also hope to be honest with you, lest you be so smart and find out something in the future, thinking that I am playing tricks on you again, and you won't even be friends with me. Are you still Do you remember that Mr. Lin who helped me get evidence against Du Ziyao in Bidao?"

Cong Huan nodded: "Of course I remember, I usually remember those who helped me. Wait, the dean's mother said that you also have a name called Lin Bo. Could it be that you are related to Mr. Lin?"

Mo Bo nodded: "The clients who participated in the Bihaiqingtian event are all rich or expensive people, how could they easily testify for a small network administrator, and refuse Chang He's lure.

Because my mother's surname is Lin, she is not reconciled to the fact that our mother and son have been living abroad, and she is not reconciled to being under so many plots by Mrs. Zhou.

Although she had no evidence, my mother felt that apart from the fact that my existence had a conflict of interest to my eldest brother, no one would plan various accidents to plot against us with such frequency. "

Cong Huan understood: "So your mother asked her relative, Mr. Lin, to help."

Mo Bo smiled bitterly: "To be precise, Mr. Lin has no blood relationship with my mother at all. This Mr. Lin is a relatively powerful businessman in country T. If my mother is related to him, when we were living in country T, It doesn’t have to be so miserable in the early stage.”

Cong Huan: "You mean that your later life became better because of this Mr. Lin?"

For some reason, when Cong Huan asked this sentence, his heart jumped suddenly, and he couldn't help but think of Lu Yi again.Because Lu Yi personally told her to stay away from Mobo in Bidao's hotel room.

Because at that time, Lu Yi said that when Mo Bo asked that Mr. Lin to show the video evidence, he called "you" instead of the normal address "you" used by IKEA part-time employees to customers, and his tone was very casual, as if he was very sure of Mr. Lin I will definitely not accept Chang He's temptation to take out the video.

I questioned it at the time because Mo Bo probably knew that Mr. Lin was also a person full of positive energy, because at that time Mr. Lin refused Chang He's lure, but he said it very honestly and justly.

As a result, Lu Yi said that he had sent someone to secretly investigate Mr. Lin that morning. He is a well-known businessman in country T, but this Mr. Lin may not be so honest and righteous in doing business!Mo Bo should have known this for a long time since he often surfs the Internet.

Thinking of this, Cong Huan looked at Mo Bo gradually with a slight coldness...

Because, based on Cong Huan's understanding of Lu Yi, he knew that he would not fabricate the identity of Mr. Lin out of thin air.

To a certain extent, Cong Huan trusted Lu Yi more, and at this moment she couldn't help thinking of Lu Yi again. Cong Huan felt a blunt pain in her heart, and she knew—she missed him...