Yuan Run Qing left.

Mo Xiao didn't know how long he had been lying there. He just laid there quietly, not wanting to do anything.

It had only been a single night, but everything had changed.

Looking back, what had just happened was like a child's play. However, she knew that in T City, there were very few people who could stand up to Mu Li.

She wasn't a woman that he couldn't afford to play with.

Her body was still aching and she didn't want to move at all.

It was dark, and she was still lying there in her original position.

A knock on the door broke the silence in her room. Mo Xiao was dazed for a moment as he looked up. Was this her room?

There was a feeling of familiarity and strangeness, a feeling that she would never be able to live in such a good room again in her life, but now she did.

But so what?

It was just a facade. None of it belonged to her.

"Come in."

As her voice faded, the door was pushed open. A maidservant stood in front of the door, "Miss Mo, it's time to eat. The butler will treat you to a meal downstairs."

She shook her head. "I'm not hungry."

"Miss Mo, according to the Shui Family's rules, if you pass the meal time, there won't be any more dishes available, so you .."

She waved her hand. "Thank you. I'm not hungry." If she didn't want to eat, then she didn't want to eat. She was so annoyed, she was trapped in T City, she couldn't even leave.

The maid went out, and the room returned to its former tranquility. Lying there in a daze, he let time pass.

Outside the window, the ear-piercing sound of a horn rang out, causing her to tremble. Her head hurt; she had been lying in bed for too long.

Getting up from the bed, Mo Xiao also wanted to breathe the fresh air outside, so he walked towards the balcony. When he opened the door, the night breeze brushed against his body, and inside the courtyard outside, a black Lamborghini was slowly approaching from the darkness, and the moment it saw him, Mo Xiao's body couldn't help but wince. Recalling the contract she signed with Yuan Run, she was a little afraid that he wouldn't come tonight.

She knew that with her current identity, she should only wash her identity for nothing. She waited for him to come and open her door, but for some reason, when she saw him at that moment, she was actually so disgusted with her current identity.

Not even Little San. She was just a tool, a tool to give birth.

She watched him walk into the villa until he disappeared from her field of vision. She stood silently in the darkness, not wanting to move at all. The scene where the two of them were together last night floated in her mind.

With a blush on his face, Mo Xiao turned around slowly and returned to his room.

That night, her room was very quiet.

Shui Junzhi did not come, but she did not sleep soundly.

It had been seven or eight days. Although she had been cleaning Shui Jun's room every day, she had never seen him in person.

It suddenly occurred to him that this way of passing day by day was also good. Perhaps, he had already forgotten about her at the Shui household.

While he was wiping a photo frame on the table and looking at the two people in the photo, his phone rang. Mo Xiao also picked it up. "Hello, Shui family."

"Xiaoyu, take the red wallet on the bedside table downstairs. I'm in a hurry to leave for an event."

She took the red wallet and rushed out of the room. These days, Yuan Run Qing did not make things difficult for her. Perhaps she was thinking too much. She was rewarded with ten feet of respect from others.

He panted as he ran to the front of the car. The rear window of the car had already been rolled down. Yuan Wenqing smiled and said, "Give it to me."

He handed over the wallet with respect. Suddenly, a male voice came from inside the car, "Runqing, is this the new maid?"

"Shouldn't that be the woman you brought back from the Heart Garden that night? Have you forgotten? "

"Oh." Shui Junxian turned his head away from her.

"Yu, that night, you said you wanted her .."

Mo Xiao could no longer hear what she said as she left the car. She felt like she was sneering. It turned out that Shui Junzhi had long forgotten who she was.

A woman to him was just a means of venting.

Lowering his head slightly, Mo Xiao also left his world with big strides. He only wanted to get as far away from him as possible ..