She is the palm of the third master

"Grandpa, I will definitely come!"

Xie Xuan responded with a smile, and was very good at making the old man happy: "We also welcome you to our house."

"it is good."

Xie Yuan touched Xie Xuan's head, and walked out holding Qin Mian's hand, while Xie Moting stood behind, with vicious eyes trying to pierce the backs of several people.

"What are you doing there in a daze?" Old Master Xie suddenly said, with cold eyes, "You should go back sooner. You are a married person after all, and it's not a problem to stay at your mother's house all the time."

Xie Moting squeezed her palms and sighed: "I'm not here because I want to be with Dad. Since you don't like it, then I won't come here anymore. It's just—"

Before she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Mr. Xie for a while.

Seeing that the person didn't have an ugly face, he added: "It's just that it's hard, Dad. You live here alone. Others don't feel sorry for you. As a daughter, I can't see it."

Mr. Xie didn't like to hear Xie Moting being so miserable, and said with a cane: "Anyone else? The other person you're talking about is Yuan'er? Don't forget, if it's true, he is my own grandson, and you—"

The words are not finished, but it is already obvious.

She is as smart as Xie Mo Ting, she is extremely scheming, how could she not understand the meaning of Mr. Xie.

No matter how much she talks, no matter how she behaves, in Mr. Xie's heart, she will never be able to compare with her own child. She made an expression uglier than crying: "Dad, I understand what you mean, and I will never Cross the line."

Mr. Xie said with a serious face: "Actually, I didn't mean that. I just want you to make it clear that you can't harm everyone for selfish desires. You grew up under my hands. You should understand this kind of thing."

"Of course, I'm the child you brought up, how could I not know what's important?" Xie Moting was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood.

But still held back.

That attitude was even more humble, and he bowed and said: "Dad, you go into the house, I don't need you to see me off, I can find the way."

Mr. Xie turned around and said, "Oh, don't blame me. Yuan'er is more suitable for that position than you. You should be able to understand my painstaking efforts. After so many years, I can see that you are working hard."

"Dad, stop talking, how could I blame you?"

It's impossible for Xie Moting to blame, after all, she couldn't say: "I understand it in my heart."

Mr. Xie sighed and said, "Yes."

"It's good that you understand, go back." Mr. Xie is quite satisfied with the adopted daughter Xie Moting, after all, this person has selfishness, and the adopted daughter has been speaking for him.

He also knows how to be filial, it's hard for him not to like it.

A thoughtful little padded jacket is much better than those bad guys.

"Father, goodbye." Xie Moting smiled with narrowed eyes, her appearance was very cute, when Mr. Xie turned around, her expression changed suddenly.

The aura around him was shiveringly cold.

When she walked to the gate, a car stopped in front of her. The man got out of the car, opened the door, and invited him in respectfully.

"In a bad mood?" Ash asked.

Xie Moting sat in the back seat, closed her eyes wearily and said: "I have been busy for most of my life, but I am still nothing in the eyes of this dead old man, not even worthy of carrying Xie Yuan's shoes!"

Asen got into the car, started the car and said, "Mo Ting, after all, she is her own grandson, and you are her adopted daughter. How can the two be compared? Sometimes what should be yours is yours, and what should not be yours is yours. think."

Xie Moting opened her eyes suddenly.

She walked over, clasped Asen's chin with her hand, squinted and said, "Asen, don't forget that you are under my command, not the running dog of the Xie family, how can you speak for them?"

Asen was forcibly turned his head, and he couldn't see the front of the car. He stepped on the brakes as usual, and his back was already covered with cold sweat.

He knew that this woman was no different from a madman.

But I never thought that she would be so crazy, she dared to mess around in the car, and she didn't take her life seriously.

Xie Moting sneered and said, "Why don't you speak? Could it be that you were bought by Xie Yuan and the others? Why do you keep persuading me to let go? Don't you know me after you have been with me for so many years!"

A Sen sighed and said, "It's because I know you too well that I want you to let go. Otherwise, in the end, the gain will outweigh the loss, and it will be too late to regret it. Mo Ting, I am doing it for your own good."

"For my own good?" Xie Moting's face was contorted, wishing to swallow Asen into her stomach, "I have planned for so many years and now you let me give up, and you still say it is for my own good. Understand me!"

A Sen's eyes showed pain. He just knew her and said so much because he didn't want her to be hurt.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, why should he bother.

"Mo Ting, if you don't like it, then I won't say anything." Asen lowered his head, a little more wronged, "No matter what you do, I will stand by your side."

"Ah--"

Xie Moting sneered, shook her hand and said, "A Sen, you really disappointed me, send me back."

"it is good."

Seeing that the person had already sat down, Asen restarted the car.

All the way home, the two of them didn't talk anymore, Xie Moting's face was full of the aura that no one should enter, and A Sen's temples were protruding.

Before getting out of the car, Xie Moting's cell phone rang.

She looked down, and it was actually Zhao Mingrui who called, and the depression in her heart was less.

"Hey?"

"Baby, where are you?" Zhao Mingrui chuckled, and the provocative voice came from the phone, as if he was very interested in Xie Moting.

Xie Moting was very satisfied. She liked the feeling of Zhao Mingrui pursuing her. After all, Zhao Mingrui's status was not low: "I'm at home, what do you want from me?"

"I miss you, can you come and see me?" Zhao Mingrui didn't wait for Xie Moting to refuse, and said directly: "It's at the old place, I'll wait for you over there, okay?"

"Okay." Xie Moting was full of depression, and when she heard this, she was about to vent her anger, so she agreed without thinking.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Moting looked at Asen and said, "Take me to the hotel last time."

Hearing this, Asen said with complicated eyes: "Mer Ting, are you tired of playing?"

"It's okay to change your taste once in a while." Xie Moting didn't deny it, and just got on the driveway: "A Sen, don't forget your own identity. If you want to take care of my affairs, it's better to take care of yourself first."

Asen naturally understands the meaning of her words, it's not that he doesn't understand.

He is just a little boy raised by her, no matter how nice he is, he is not worthy of her status.

"I understand."

Seeing him like this, Xie Moting looked very ugly, and said after a while: "Okay, let's drive."

For Asen, she still likes him a little bit in her bones, otherwise she wouldn't have kept him by her side for so many years, but this person's mind is too dull, and he would occasionally sing against her.

This made her feel bad.

A Sen stopped talking, and drove the car fast, the two arrived at the hotel entrance, A Sen opened the door, lowered his head and let Xie Moting go out.

Xie Moting frowned and said, "You don't have to wait for me, I won't go back today."

Just as Asen was about to speak, Xie Moting said, "Don't ask me to remind you again."

"Okay." The last time Asen waited here all night, Xie Moting saw it and felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing the promise, Xie Moting stopped talking and turned into the hotel.