The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Chapter 572

Huo Huai En pulled out his wrist, with an expression of rejection on his face.

"I'm very good."

She went down the steps and got directly into Moshinian's car.

Mo Xinian curled his lips and got into the car in a very good mood.

"Take you to a movie?"

Huo Huai En looked at Mo Xinian. He knew that she was in a bad mood. Was this deliberately trying to shame her?

"I'm not going, I want to go home and rest."

Mo Xinian said to the driver: "Go home."

The driver drove the car back to the villa, and Huohuaien said nothing on the way.

Mo Xinian didn't say anything, he knew that she needed time to digest this ‘a bolt from the blue. ’

After nine o'clock, Mo Xinian went upstairs after finishing some official duties from the study.

When passing by the door of Huo Huai En's room, she found that her door was not closed.

He pushed open a small slit and found that the light in the room was on, but there was no one on the bed.

He pushed the door open, "Huohuaien?"

Seeing no one, he turned and walked downstairs quickly.

Seeing the aunt, he asked in a cold voice: "Where is Huain?"

"Mr. Mo, Miss is in the backyard."

Mo Xinian walked through the floor-to-ceiling glass door into the courtyard.

Huo Huai En was sitting on the swing with his back to him.

Her head rested on the heavy twine, and the swing did not move.

Mo Xinian walked behind her and helped her push the rope.

Perhaps Huo Huaien did not expect that someone would help, and he did not clenched all his hands.

With the swing like this, she fell back unsteadily.

She exclaimed ‘Ah’.

Upon seeing this, Mo Xinian hurriedly bent over and hugged her from behind.

By coincidence, his hand just hugged her shoulder...

For a moment, his body stiffened.

Huo Huai En felt something wrong in front of him.

After reacting, she immediately jumped out of Mosinian's arms and turned to look at him.

Mo Xinian reduced his expression.

Huo Huai En stammered a bit: "Brother Xi Nian, you... why are you moving my swing?"

It was too embarrassing.

She was fortunate that there were no lights in the courtyard, otherwise the blushing face at the moment must be ridiculous.

Mo Xinian just touched her body's hand, squeezed for a few minutes, turned his back behind him, walked to the round table a few steps away, and sat on a chair.

"Why don't you go to bed so late?"

He avoided Howaien’s question.

Huo Huaien frowned: "Can't sleep, come down and blow the hair."

Mo Xinian saw her thin pajamas and hummed: "Even if you can't sleep, you don't have to take your body to breathe. It is you who are broken in love, and your body is correct."

Hearing the words broken-in love, Huo Huaien's expression turned cold: "Who said I was broken-in."

"Yes, you are not a broken love, but just ended."

Huo Huai En stepped forward and stood in front of him: "You came down deliberately to see if my joke was right."

Mo Xinian couldn't help laughing, he was so idle?

But this smile, in the eyes of Huoweien, is clearly a mockery.

She was sad enough at first, but Xi Nian's brother actually...

"Moxi, have you always been this bad?"

Mo Xinian's expression instantly became serious: "Am I bad?"

"Yes, you must be very proud today, the wayward little girl you have always hated, it's wrong to even like someone. People all over the world hate me as much as you do. Are you very happy?"

Originally, Moxi was still a little angry.

But when he heard these words, he suddenly condensed his eyebrows and raised his eyes to look at her: "A little Xiao Yeheng can't represent the whole world. I do feel very happy that you can hear his sincerity by accident. I told you that that man is not for you."

Huo Huaien looked down: "It's not that he is not suitable for me, but that I am not worthy of him. He is such a good man, and indeed deserves a better girl. Qingqing is very good, kind, cheerful, and energetic. She deserves a good man. Love her, Teacher Xiao...worth it."

Chu Qingqing?

Mo Xi Nian looked at Huo Huai En.

She doesn't think that the person Xiao Yeheng likes is Chu Qingqing?

Ah.

What a good misunderstanding.

With the blessing of Chu Qingqing, even if Huo Huaien still has ideas for Xiao Yeheng, he will not go further.

After all, this girl still has a righteous heart.

He pulled the chair, sat down beside her, and raised his legs.

"Yes, I agree, Chu Qingqing is indeed a good girl. However, she is good, it doesn't mean you are unworthy, you are also worthy of a better boy."

He said, looking at Huo Huai En: "Don't belittle yourself, never forget that you are Huo's family."

Huo Huaian felt sad in her heart, she lowered her eyes and shook her head with a sarcasm.

"For someone like me, how much blessing I should have accumulated in my previous life before I was reborn into the Huo family. Except for the Huo family, I really have nothing in this life."

"Huohuaien," Mo Xinian's voice was cold: "You are not stupid, just because your secret love is not successful, what do you want to be shabby to give up? It is Xiao Yeheng who is not worthy, not that you are not worthy."

Huo Huaien looked at Mo Xinian, "I didn't think I was useless because I didn't have a crush. I always felt that I was very useless."

"Since you feel that you are useless, then cheer up, strengthen yourself, and quickly get out of the sadness of being broken in love, don't groan without illness all day, this is the most life-wasting way of life."

Huo Huai En raised his eyes and looked at him displeased.

"So, living under your nose, I don't even have the qualifications to digest my emotions, am I?"

Mo Xinian said nothing.

He was wondering if his tone just got heavier again.

Huo Huai En continued: "I didn't want to bother you, and I didn't want to vent in front of anyone, or let someone sympathize with me. I just want to be alone, digest my emotions, and walk out slowly. Since you can't If you’re used to it, can’t you think of me as air and ignore me?"

Mo Xinian raised his eyebrows, and his voice softened a lot: "I don't want to worry about you either, but your air is too garish."

"You..." Huo Huaien was a little dumbfounded. Did Mo Xinian come to her to fight? "Sorry, it's all my fault for piercing your eyes. Mr. Mo, can you go back to the room to rest now, ignore me?" Huo Huaien pointed his finger towards the second floor with a heavy tone.

"No, if I remember correctly, this is my home, and I have the right to sit here."

"Okay, then you sit down, I go, all right?"

After Huohuaian finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the living room.

Mo Xinian realized that she hadn't been relieved just now, but instead angered her, and quickly grabbed her wrist.

Huoweien looked down at him, his face unhappy.

"What else do you want to say, isn't it enough that I just stabbed me?"

Mo Xinian stood up and took her wrist to the front hall.

Huo Huaien condensed his eyebrows: "What are you doing."

Mo Xinian said indifferently: "Take you to forget your troubles."