After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Mo Lixing's voice became cold, "I have noticed that Zhou Wanying has different thoughts about me, but Ah Chuang is too happy to be with her.

I selfishly did not expose it, I thought that Zhou Wanying would be moved by A Chuang's affection, but I had a high opinion of her. "

Because of this shame and self-blame, Mo Lixing lived a long dark day.

During that time, without a psychiatrist and medication, Mo Lixing could hardly sleep.

Feeling Mo Lixing's remorse, Jiang Cuocuo buried his head in Mo Lixing's chest again, and hugged his waist tightly with his little hands.

"Brother Lixing, don't be sad. The matter is over, and I will share it with you in the future, so that you don't have to bear it alone."

What happened back then, in fact, no one can say right or wrong.

If Mo Lixing could have cleared Zhou Wanying's mind earlier, perhaps the tragedy would not have happened.

But Zhou Wanying might hurt Ah Chuang in another way.

Jiang Cuo couldn't tell right from wrong, so he could only comfort Mo Lixing in this way.

Jiang Cuocuo's soft words made Mo Lixing's guilt, anger, and deep pain seem to have been relieved.

Mo Lixing lowered his head and kissed Jiang Cuocuo, and said with some emotion: "Then Mrs. Mo will be hardworking."

After staying in the cemetery for a long time, Jiang Cuo wrongly took Mo Lixing's arm when he left, feeling the urge to take him to the cemetery.

Of course, it was just such an impulse.

Not to mention that grandpa is not in this cemetery, even if he is, she doesn't have a reason or identity to take him there.

The two ate something outside, and when they got into the car, Mo Lixing received a call from work.

Jiang Cuo Cuo rested quietly by the car window.

In his heart, he was still indignant about Mo Lixing's experience.

Zhou Wanying made so many things, she didn't get hurt at all, and she got along well abroad.

After returning to China, he tried to hook up with Mo Lixing again, without any regrets.

But because of A Chuang's entrustment, Mo Lixing tolerated her everywhere.

Don't let her catch her wrong in the future, Mo Lixing will tolerate her, but she will not tolerate Jiang Cuicuo!

Jiang Cuo Cuo was angry, and suddenly a little thankful that Mo Lixing had told her so many things today, but he didn't ask her what she promised before.

Maybe you don't remember?

This was just right, otherwise she really didn't know how to answer.

Mo Lixing said that the working time was a bit long, and Jiang Cuo Cuo was a little drowsy again.

"President Mo, we're here." Before falling asleep, she heard the driver's words.

Jiang Cuocuo opened his eyes and saw the situation outside, his body froze suddenly, and his mind instantly woke up!

She is very familiar with this place, she is familiar with how many trees there are, and knows everything about the growth of trees.

——Outside Grandpa's old house!

Why did Mo Lixing bring her here? !

Just as surprised, Jiang Cuo felt that Mo Lixing was looking at him.

Jiang Cuo Cuo continued to be surprised: "Brother Li Xing, where is this? What are we doing here?"

Mo Lixing looked at Jiang Cuocuo's dark eyes that were clearly brightening and the joy that couldn't be concealed in his eyes, and smiled lightly, "Get out of the car first."

The driver had already opened the car door, and Jiang Cuo Cuo got out of the car as he said.

This house belongs to Mo Lixing, he naturally has the key.

Opening the slightly rusty iron gate fence, Jiang Cuo wrongly stepped on the bluestone floor of the yard, looking at everything familiar and familiar in front of him, his eyes felt a little moist.

When she was still in Shenjiangcuo, she never felt how beautiful it was, how nostalgic the scenery here was.

At this time, seeing everything in front of her again, she felt that her heart was full of excitement.

How much she wanted to be like when she was a child, she could live carefree in this yard, where there are grandparents who love her, and a mother who loves her.

She is the most beloved little princess in the family.

How beautiful and happy everything was at that time.

Today, only this lonely house remains.

Although the appearance has not changed, there are no relatives who love her inside.

"How's the environment here?"

Mo Lixing came over and grabbed her shoulders.

"Last time I said I would bring you to the eastern suburbs, but I didn't have time. It's still early today, and I happened to be near here just now, so I wanted to take you over to have a look."

Jiang Cuocuo controlled all the emotions in his heart, glanced four times intentionally, and said angrily: "But you are talking about going to Leisure Villa, it doesn't look like a villa here!"

Mo Lixing smiled again, "The villa is too commercialized, and there are many idlers and others. The environment here is good, and no one disturbs the world of the two of us. I think it's better."

"You don't think so?" Mo Lixing asked nonchalantly.

Jiang Cuo Cuo is not a fool, and Mo Lixing brought her here for another purpose.

No, the two places Mo Lixing took her to today had a purpose.

A Chuang's cemetery is to tell her about their past.

And taking her to grandpa is probably for her to reveal her affairs.

Wu Jiang Cuo Cuo was still thankful that Mo Lixing didn't pursue him, so it turned out that he had been prepared for a long time.

Jiang Cuo Cuo did not answer Mo Lixing's words, but walked along the yard to the main entrance of the house.

Pushing the door open and walking in, apart from a layer of dust, the room is fairly neatly furnished, and most of the furniture is still there.

After grandpa left, she only came here once, to deal with his funeral and relics with Song Chaoyang.

Time flies, so long has passed, and she still hasn't found out the cause of grandpa's death.

Nor did he seek justice for his grandfather.

Looking around the hall, Jiang Cuocuo went to Grandpa's favorite study.

All the calligraphy and paintings originally collected in the study room have been auctioned off by Song Chaoyang, leaving only some books, brushes and ink on the bookshelf.

Jiang Cuocuo stroked them one by one, and when he saw a piece of rice paper that Grandpa hadn't finished writing, he folded it and put it away.

Mo Lixing didn't speak the whole time, quietly watching Jiang Cuocuo's every move, and watched every room with her calmly.

In the end, Jiang made a mistake and walked upstairs to his own room.

On the desk, in front of the dressing table, and in the closet, except for a photo of her and grandpa, there was nothing of her belongings.

The things upstairs and downstairs are quite complete, but the things in her room are gone.

It couldn't have been stolen by a thief.

In the last auction, Song Chaoyang should have come here to pick up calligraphy and paintings.

Her things were probably taken away by Song Chaoyang.

Thinking that Song Chaoyang still kept her things, Jiang Cuocuo felt a pain in his stomach and frowned.

"What's the matter, what's wrong?" Mo Lixing noticed her expression and asked with concern.

Jiang Cuo shook her head wrongly, she picked up the photo with her grandfather, and said to Mo Lixing: "Brother Lixing, this is the house of Shen Jiangcuo's grandfather you took last time, right?"

Mo Lixing did not make a sound, waiting for Jiang Cuocuo's next words.

Jiang Cuocuo asked directly: "Is the woman you had feelings for when you were young Shen Jiangcuo?"