"Do you always walk with your head down out of habit? I noticed that no matter where you are, you always keep your eyes down, as if there is some treasure on the ground waiting for you to discover. But if you walk like this and bump into something, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Leng Mohan's tone, and no one knew where she got this habit from.
"From now on, try to hold your head up and walk with your chest straight. Don't let your forehead come into close contact with the world anymore. What should you do if you accidentally bump into someone or get scratched by a car? If there is a pothole ahead and you accidentally fall down, someone can see you and help you up. Otherwise, you can only stay there and wait for me to find you." Leng Mohan's words were full of helplessness.
Luo Jiaojiao responded calmly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine." Hearing him say that he fell into a pit, she couldn't help but smile. Over the years, she has long been accustomed to walking with her head down, and has never made any mistakes.
However, Leng Mohan frowned and said seriously: "Luo Jiaojiao, what's your attitude? You must listen to what I say. Look up and look ahead when you walk in the future, otherwise don't even think about going out again."
Luo Jiaojiao was so frightened by his sudden harshness that she dared not say a word and could only lower her head silently.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Leng Mohan couldn't help but raise his voice: "Luo Jiaojiao, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"
Luo Jiaojiao nodded quickly, but muttered to herself in her heart: What a overbearing and worrying person.
Just as Leng Mohan was about to lift her head, a familiar voice interrupted him.
"Mo Han?" Zhang Rong walked over with some doubts. Seeing that he was teaching a little girl a lesson again, he felt even more strange.
"If you have anything to say, talk to her nicely, especially when it comes to girls, you can't be so unreasonable." Zhang Rong knew her husband's regard for Leng Mohan, and because of his background, she felt pity for Leng Mohan. She regarded him as half a son and was close to him.
She patted Leng Mohan's shoulder gently, signaling him to calm down.
Then, she turned to the little girl and asked gently, "Little girl, what's your name? Is there anything you need Mo Han's help with?"
Luo Jiaojiao heard the gentle female voice and slowly raised her head, looking at Zhang Rong with a bit of confusion in her eyes.
"Aunt Rong." Leng Mohan raised his eyes slightly and nodded politely.
Zhang Rong was taking a nap at school at noon, so she didn't know that Leng Mohan had brought back a wife. She mistook Luo Jiaojiao for another woman who was expressing her love to Leng Mohan, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes.
The moment Zhang Rong caught sight of Luo Jiaojiao, he couldn't help but be amazed.
The girl in front of me had clear and bright almond eyes, and the slightly upturned tail of her eyes revealed an indescribable charm. Her skin was as bright as moonlight, and as pure as frost and snow, so white that it was almost transparent, as if it could glow. This little face was obviously the result of careful care, and it was as beautiful as a crystal clear jade, transparent and warm.
Luo Jiaojiao is not only beautiful, but also has a well-behaved temperament. It is unbelievable that Leng Mohan rejected such a girl. Zhang Rong thought to himself that if Leng Mohan missed such a lovely daughter, he would be single forever.
No, Leng Mohan had to accept such a beautiful girl no matter what. Zhang Rong had always dreamed of having such a well-behaved and beautiful daughter, and she decided to do her best to help Leng Mohan win her over.
"Little girl, please wait a moment." Zhang Rong smiled gently, "I am the wife of Captain Mo Han, and there are some things I need to discuss with him in private. Later, I will let Mo Han take you back." She cast a look at Leng Mo Han, motioning him to follow her.
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