But Yao Yao has a chance. The way Yao Yao looks at your brother... it screams "deeply tragic love." (Secretly, this is what Li Qian analyzed for me.)
Mo Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, admitting that Li Qian's idea was indeed very apt.
The fact that my brother seemed hesitant to speak in the car, and the unusual behavior Yao Yao mentioned last time, clearly indicates that things between the two of them are not so simple.
She glanced at it but didn't reply.
The notification sound just now was from Yao Yao sending a voice message.
"Four, do you know how many days your brother has been back this time?"
Yao Yao's words carried a hint of caution.
Mo Qing was wondering how to reply to the message.
Then I heard a knock on the door.
Turning her head, she saw Mo Yanyu's tall and slender figure standing upright at her door, his eyes calm and his expression indifferent as he glanced at her phone.
Ah, so she forgot to close the door.
Mo Qing instinctively hid her phone behind her back; she had a feeling her brother must have heard the voice message.
Otherwise, why would he be staring so intently at her phone?
"Brother, is there anything else?" Mo Qing blinked her innocent eyes and asked in a soft, gentle voice.
Unexpectedly, Mo Yanyu did not confiscate her phone. She just glanced at it and then looked away, reminding her, "Ten days later is Grandpa Shen's 80th birthday. Mom and Dad may be a little late getting back, so we should go ahead on our own."
Mo Qing wrinkled her nose, looking a little impatient, but still asked in a soft voice, "Do I really have to go?"
Mo Yanyu remained calm and composed as she replied, "My parents absolutely have to go this time."
"What I hate most is those people's fake smiles. They clearly don't want to smile, but they still smile in such a hypocritical way. Their forced smiles look like a mess, and they always beat around the bush. It's hard to tell what's real and what's fake. Those kinds of parties are so boring." Mo Qing frowned impatiently.
She hates these kinds of occasions the most, but she has no choice but to "join in the fun".
Mo Yanyu was both amused and annoyed by her words. She tapped her forehead and looked at her with affection, "That's how it is in this industry. You have to get used to it."
Although he also disliked those kinds of occasions, being in such a family meant he had to abide by certain worldly rules. For example, he often knew that those parties were more like a show-off event for successful people, with a group of people around who wanted to get a little something extra.
However, that's how things are in this industry, and that's why he, who originally studied finance, skipped school and joined the army.
“Hanhan is not like that,” Mo Qingsheng muttered.
"Hmm?" Mo Yanyu looked down at her with calm eyes but a hint of oppressiveness.
This girl's behavior is really abnormal this time. In the past, even if she liked a certain celebrity, she never talked about it so constantly.
Perhaps he should pay more attention to this issue…
Mo Qing was such a clever person; noticing Mo Yanyu's strange look, she quickly gave him a fawning smile and changed the subject, "Then, brother, are you coming along?"
Mo Yanyu ignored her attempts to curry favor, replying indifferently, "I didn't go back to the army, so we went together."
"If you're not going, can I not go either?" Mo Qing blinked and asked with a fawning smile.
"Can."
But before Mo Qing could even manage a smile, he said his next sentence—
"But the premise is that you won't have to live at school anymore."
Mo Qing, “…”
That brat, all he does is bully her all night!
Distracted from chatting, Mo Baobao naturally forgot to reply to the WeChat message. After he left, she closed the door, grabbed her clothes, and went to take a shower.
I know that the thing she and Ji Muhan found most unbearable during those few days in the woods was not being able to take a bath.
About twenty minutes after the wedding.
After taking a shower, Mo Qing dried her hair with a towel and instinctively turned on her phone.
I found another WeChat message from Yao Yao. I opened it:
"Is your brother preventing you from replying to my messages?"
Mo Qing tilted her head slightly, her bright eyes darting around, and smiled in a very mischievous way, replying: My brother just heard what you said.
Yao Yao replied to the message shortly after.
They even sent three messages at once.
The speed was so fast that you could imagine how nervous and flustered Yao Yao was about what she had just said.
Mo Qing bent her leg with a beaming smile, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.
La la la~
Yao Yao, you were tested with just one sentence. You're so unsteady.
Where is your usual calmness, alertness, and intelligence?
I opened the voice message she sent.
Did your brother hear that?
Did your brother hear that?
Is it the question I asked your brother about how many days of leave he was on?
Mo Qing still laughed happily upon hearing this, because... the fish had taken the bait!
Long, slender, and beautiful fingers tapped the screen rapidly a few times before sending the message.
She replied: Yes, that's right!
After replying to a message, Mo Qing thought she wouldn't have to wait long this time, so she waited for Yao Yao to reply.
As a result, she was disappointed.
One minute, no cherry blossoms
Two minutes, no cherry blossoms
Ten minutes later, still no cherry blossoms.
Half an hour passed, and there was still no reply.
Mo Qing became increasingly curious, not only about the relationship between Yao Yao and her brother, but also about the strange atmosphere they maintained despite their obvious concern for each other.
The person in her heart kept scratching at her, making her heart itch with longing.
It's really annoying when you're about to get to the truth, but then it's suddenly veiled by a thin layer of obscurity.
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