As soon as Yan Mojiu opened his mouth, Meng Mingxuan came to her senses.
She realized that she was not dreaming, but was really back with Yan Mojiu.
"Nine Brother, I'm so happy." Meng Mingxuan curled the corners of her lips and looked at the man who had reappeared in her life without blinking.
Yan Mojiu chuckled.
He is very happy too.
His little girl returned to him temporarily.
Although he didn't know what her intentions were, it was impossible for the little rose he had raised with his own hands to have any bad intentions.
At most... it was for Yin Ting to gain some benefits from him.
"Huh? The movie is over?" Meng Mingxuan got up from Yan Mojiu's arms and looked at the big screen that had stopped playing long ago, and said in surprise.
How long has she slept?
She subconsciously looked at the large pendulum clock in the living room, only to find that it was already 3:35 in the middle of the night.
"Brother Jiu, do you still have to work tomorrow?" Meng Mingxuan asked sensibly after realizing it belatedly.
She felt uneasy and pestered him, wanting him to stay with her, but he had to work.
How can he work during the day if he doesn’t sleep all night?
She remembered that he had a slight stomach problem at that time.
Nie Ziyang had also mocked her before, all because he was angry with her.
But she didn't understand at that time, she was just in love, why Yan Mojiu got stomach problems because of anger.
It was not until later that she found out… Yin Ting approached her, pursued her, and fell in love with her, all for revenge against Yan Mojiu.
But before she could figure out the deep hatred between Yin Ting and Yan Mojiu, she was killed in a car accident.
Car accidents... really hurt.
Thinking of the bone-gnawing pain, Meng Mingxuan couldn't help but shudder.
"Cold?" Yan Mojiu noticed her shivering.
"Not bad." Meng Mingxuan naturally couldn't say that. She was thinking about her death in her previous life.
She didn't dare say it.
Even if it was her ninth brother who raised her, she wouldn't dare to do that.
It will be regarded as crazy talk.
Yan Mojiu ignored her stubbornness, took the suit jacket he had taken off earlier and put it on Meng Mingxuan's shoulders.
He gently gathered her into his large suit jacket, looked at her small body, and curved his thin lips: "Mingxuan, you are so well behaved today, it doesn't matter if I take a day off tomorrow."
꿷天 is so good...
Meng Mingxuan felt a little guilty about these five words.
After all, the cut on her wrist was a constant reminder of what a stupid thing she had done the day before.
And she couldn't escape from this matter.
So, Meng Mingxuan hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Brother..."
Yan Mojiu's eyes were cold and indifferent.
"Ninth brother, ninth brother!" Meng Mingxuan immediately changed his words wisely. He had always disliked her slandering his brother.
But his double standard is that he can call himself "brother", but he doesn't allow her to call him "brother".
No one would believe it even if you said it.
She once thought that there was something wrong with his brain.
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"Yeah." Yan Mojiu's expression relaxed.
Meng Mingxuan calmed down and said, "Brother Jiu, I was actually...actually very sad last night."
Yan Mojiu's slender fingers rested on the edge of her coat and suddenly clenched them.
It was for Yin Ting again.
Oh.
"When Yin Ting... proposed to me, I was really happy." Meng Mingxuan looked at the man's cold and slightly angry face cautiously, swallowed her saliva, and continued with courage: "But two days ago, I accidentally found out... that he pursued me, treated me well, and I fell in love, all because of you, Brother Jiu..."
The aura around Yan Mojiu suddenly became violent!
He knew that Yin Ting had a problem, but after checking Yin Ting's background, he found nothing.
Unexpectedly, Mingxuan realized before him that Yin Ting was coming for him.
No wonder she is so often late...
Mingming threatened him with self-harm to get him to agree to let her marry Yin Ting, but after he really agreed, she regretted it and said she would not marry Yin Ting.
It turned out that she knew Yin Ting's true identity.
I think she was very sad.
Because the first love she treated sincerely was a conspiracy.
"Don't cry." Yan Mojiu looked at Meng Mingxuan's red eyes, raised his hand and pressed her into his arms.
He couldn't bear to see her crying for another man.
Want to kill someone.
“Ninth brother…” Meng Mingxuan choked up, “I’m sorry, you raised me, I should have trusted you the most… but I was blinded by one thing, for an outsider with ulterior motives, I made a fuss for Ninth brother and hurt his heart… I’m sorry, I’m really sorry… I know I was wrong, please don’t be angry with me, please don’t leave me…”
In her previous life, Meng Mingxuan was unable to personally apologize to Yan Mojiu, but in this life, she finally said it.
While regaining a sense of security, the shackles of guilt were also mostly removed.
For the first time, Yan Mojiu felt heartache for Meng Mingxuan's tears - his heart felt as if it was being twisted by a sharp blade.
She wasn't crying to achieve anything.
She really felt guilty and was afraid of being abandoned by him, afraid that he would ignore her and not want her.
He even had the illusion that he had really abandoned her, which was why she was so scared and sad.
But he knew that this was impossible.
Even though it was late at night, she used self-mutilation as a means to force him to agree to her marriage with Yin Ting, and he had thought of a countermeasure in his rage.
He wouldn't really leave her alone.
But the key thing right now is to coax his little girl.
"Brother forgives Mingxuan."
"Mingxuan, don't cry anymore, huh?"
Yan Mojiu kept stroking Meng Mingxuan's back with his hands, coaxing her patiently in a low voice.
But it would have been better if he didn't coax her. Once he did, Meng Mingxuan's tears burst out like a flood, and she couldn't control it anymore.
It had been a long time since she had been treated so patiently and gently.
And this person was the brother she missed until her death in her previous life.
After a while, Yan Mojiu's shirt was completely wet.
"If Mingxuan keeps crying like this, brother will start to cry too. But brother hasn't cried yet. How about Mingxuan teach brother?" Yan Mojiu joked helplessly.
Since I can't coax her, I can only make her laugh.
'Puff!'
Meng Mingxuan was actually amused.
Because she had no idea what Yan Mojiu's cold and serious face would look like when he cried.
Yan Mojiu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard her laugh.
"If you laugh, you are not allowed to cry anymore."
He gently pulled her into his arms and wiped away the tears on her face bit by bit with his fingertips.
Meng Mingxuan stared at Yan Mojiu intently, and suddenly wanted to slap herself!
놋With such a good brother, who needs a man! !
"Mingxuan!"
Yan Mojiu grabbed Meng Mingxuan's hand, which was just an inch away from hitting her in the face, and shouted in a stern voice.
Lai thought she was going to hit him.
result? ? ?
If he hadn't responded quickly, this slap would have made her face red.
Meng Mingxuan started and came back to her senses.
Oh, she actually let her heart go astray and slapped herself in the face?
She felt a little uncomfortable: "Well, if I said I was testing your ability to respond, would you believe it?"
Yan Mojiu: “…”
Meng Mingxuan looked at him for a while and lowered her head.
Well, only a fool would believe that.
Yan Mojiu watched the little girl lower her head, bit her tongue slightly, and said, "I believe it."
yeah? ?
Meng Mingxuan raised her head slowly and looked into Yan Mojiu's dark eyes again.
Brother, he said... he believes it?
No, why would he believe such an obvious lie?
Even a fool wouldn't believe it, right?
Yan Mojiu wiped the last bit of crystal from the corners of Meng Mingxuan's eyes and smiled softly: "Brother believes everything Mingxuan said."
Meng Mingxuan wanted to cry again.
How many girls in the world dream of having such a brainless brother who dotes on his sister?
But she didn't cherish it in her previous life...
So stupid!
No, no, she can't just enjoy Ninth Brother's favor.
In this life, she will also pamper Ninth Brother.
Be a brother-loving maniac!
Thinking of this, Meng Mingxuan stood up and stretched out her hand to pull Yan Mojiu up: "Brother Jiu, it's already very late. I'll take you back to your room to rest. I'll go run the bath water for you."
Yan Mojiu: “…”
She ran the bath water for him?
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