"Ye'er, you must not forgive him easily. There will be a second time in this kind of thing. Just stay here peacefully with me for the time being. I, Liu Beibei, am still able to raise you. "

The first sentence was clearly so tragic, but the second sentence was so comforting. Listening to her, Gong Wan’er smiled slightly, temporarily forgetting that troublesome matter.

Seeing Gong Wan’er act like this, Liu Beibei also laughed and held Gong Wan’er's hand.

Time seemed to stop just like that. His two good friends were fighting for the same thing.

In the end, it was Gong Wan’er who spoke first, and said: "Then why aren't you going to work? "How else can you earn money to support me?"

"I've applied for leave, today I will accompany you for one day." Isn't that loyal enough? " Saying that, Liu Beibei patted himself.

"Bebe, thank you."

Hearing that, Liu Beibei felt goosebumps all over her body. She wasn't that emotional to begin with.

"Hurry up and eat." With that, Liu Beibei placed a cup of milk in front of Gong Wan’er and started to eat her breakfast.

As Gong Wan’er looked at it, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. However, the moment she thought of Mo Zhaoyun, her smile immediately disappeared as she nibbled on her bread. If it wasn't to show it to Liu Beibei, she really wouldn't have any appetite right now.

Yes, what should she do now that something like this had happened? No matter what, he had to face it.

After dinner, Liu Beibei was washing the dishes.

"Bei Bei, accompany me to my apartment later. I want to go pack my stuff." Gong Wan’er said as he looked at Liu Beibei's back.

Liu Beibei suddenly turned his head and asked: "Have you really decided?"

"There doesn't seem to be any other way." Gong Wan’er laughed bitterly and spread his hands.

"Alright." Liu Beibei nodded.

Gong Wan’er originally only wanted to pack her things, but what she did not know was that what awaited her was a deeper abyss.

In the morning, the sky brightened a bit, but the previous days' sunlight was gone, replaced by a gloomy air and a slightly chilly wind.

Mo Zhaoyun sat on the chair and looked outside the window. It should be the second day, but why did it feel like a century had passed? He laughed bitterly and tried to get up from his chair. His legs felt numb, as if he had lost the ability to walk.

He held his leg for a while before slowly standing up and going to the bathroom. When he saw himself in the mirror, he was shocked. Was this really him? Why did the man in front of him have a beard and a face that seemed very old?

Mo Zhaoyun let out a bitter laugh again. He washed his face slowly and removed the sloppiness on his face. Only he knew how tired he was, tired to the point that he seemed to have lost the ability to jump.

Just one night, after a night without Gong Wan’er, he felt that the days were unbearable, it felt as if it was already night, making him unable to breathe.

Suddenly, the phone's ringtone broke the silence in the room, Mo Zhaoyun wanted to ignore it, but he decided to walk into the bedroom, picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Boss Mo, there are a few documents that I urgently need you to sign." Mo Zhi's voice transmitted out, and her tone was extremely hurried.

"Alright, I understand."

With that, Mo Zhaoyun hung up. This time, only then did Mo Zhaoyun get a little angry, and let him feel that he was still alive. If someone spoke to him, he would no longer be so immersed in his own world.

All night long, he had no idea what was going on in his head. He felt like he was trapped in a dark room. No sunlight could be seen and no one spoke. It was just that cramped.

And all of this, was because of Gong Wan’er. He thought that if he did not have her, he probably wouldn't be that Mo Zhaoyun.

Now that he had emerged from that dark world, he had the ability to face all of this and rescue Gong Wan’er. Thinking about it this way, Mo Zhaoyun laughed, and said: "Evening, wait for me."

Very quickly, Mo Zhaoyun finished washing up, changed his clothes, and walked out of the apartment. What he left behind was a room full of sorrow, but what he left behind was a room full of love.

.. ...

Around 10 in the morning, Gong Wan’er and Liu Beibei returned to the apartment. The moment the elevator door opened, Gong Wan’er saw Chu Ning walking out with Xuan Xuan in tow.

"Miss Gong." Chu Ning smiled and greeted her.

Xuan Xuan, who was at the side, also affectionately called out "Auntie".

If it was before, Gong Wan’er would probably squat down and reply with a smile. However, Xuan Xuan was Mo Zhaoyun's son. When Gong Wan’er thought of this, he couldn't smile at Xuan Xuan. The only thing she could do was turn a blind eye, but when she was about to step into the elevator, he was stopped by Chu Ning.

"Miss Gong, you already know about it, right?"

Chu Ning was still smiling, but to Gong Wan’er, she looked extremely disgusting.

"So what?" Gong Wan’er turned his head and looked at Chu Ning.

Chu Ning laughed, then continued: "I hope that you can leave Boss Mo and give Xuan Xuan a father."

This is what you call exposing your fox tail! Without waiting for Gong Wan’er to speak, Liu Beibei walked over to Chu Ning's side and quickly raised her hand and gave him a slap.

With a "bang", Gong Wan’er and Xuan Xuan did not manage to react at all. Instead, it was Chu Ning who covered her face with a face filled with unwillingness.

"You bitch, don't go too far! I'll tell you this, bullying her means bullying my Liu Beibei. This slap will be considered a small lesson to you, next time you see me, you better take a detour! "

Just as he finished speaking, Chu Ning wanted to extend his hand out, but he was grabbed by the wrist.

"What is it? One slap isn't enough? " Liu Beibei said angrily.

Only after hearing these words did Gong Wan’er react, and quickly walked to Liu Beibei's side and grabbed her arm.

"Bebe." she whispered.

"Xiao'er, don't worry about it. I must teach her a lesson today!"

With that, Liu Beibei raised her other hand to slap Chu Ning, but she was stopped.

"Bebe, stop making trouble here. One slap is enough." Gong Wan’er whispered into Liu Beibei's ear. After all, this was a public place.

Only then did Liu Beibei put her hand down, and casually let go of Chu Ning's wrist.

"Let me tell you, don't be arrogant. Someone like you will be punished sooner or later! " With that, Liu Beibei pulled Gong Wan’er into the elevator.

Chu Ning covered her red face, looked at the backs of Gong Wan’er and Liu Beibei, and revealed a fierce gaze.

I'm not the only one who noticed that Xuan Xuan, who was at the side, was nowhere to be found.

Just as he entered the apartment, Liu Beibei was in a hurry to find water to drink.

"It felt so good just now!" She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.

Gong Wan’er sat on the sofa with a dejected look and said, "Bei Bei, you were really too agitated just now."

If you were to say that she did not hate Chu Ning, that would be false, as she hated him more than anyone else. However, she never thought about what she would do if she met Chu Ning, she didn't think about how they would react when they met. They only knew that Xuan Xuan was Mo Zhaoyun's son, but they didn't know what happened exactly. How did such a situation happen?

Liu Beibei looked surprised as she passed a cup of water to Gong Wan’er and said: "Wan'er, I was venting your anger for you just now. Besides, it was clearly that woman's fault. One slap is too little. " Liu Beibei said, her face still showing no signs of calming down.

Gong Wan’er sighed, he did not say a word, and suddenly remembered the way Xuan Xuan smiled at her just now.

"I wonder what Xuan Xuan would think when he sees it." Gong Wan’er frowned, and said worriedly.

As if he had heard an enormous joke, Liu Beibei sat beside Gong Wan’er, touched her forehead and said: "Evening, don't tell me you have a fever? Why do you still care about them? They destroyed your family together, you know, even that little kid. "

Gong Wan’er understood everything he said. But just like in the past, when she saw that they were like family with the Mo’s Father, she felt that it had nothing to do with Xuan Xuan. This time, she felt that it was all a matter of adults, what did it have to do with Xuan Xuan, he didn't understand anything.

"Xuan Xuan is very pitiful." Gong Wan’er whispered.

Liu Beibei had a helpless look on her face as she said, "If it was in the past, I would also feel pity for him. But now, Evening, he is your husband's son outside. Can you really take him? "

Could she really hold him? When Gong Wan’er heard this question, he did not have an answer for a while. She also didn't know what kind of feelings she had towards Xuan Xuan right now. If Xuan Xuan wasn't Mo Zhaoyun's son, then how good would it be, he wouldn't need to think about so many messy things.

"Evening, listen to me. You should think about it for yourself. What about others?" Liu Beibei spoke sincerely.

In her heart, there was probably no one more important than Gong Wan’er.

Gong Wan’er sighed, and said: "Alright, I'll go pack up."

Since he didn't want to think about so much, he might as well divert his attention.

With that, she stood up and walked to her bedroom, and Liu Beibei followed along.

Once he entered the bedroom, Gong Wan’er saw Mo Zhaoyun changing clothes on the bed, but no one seemed to have slept on the bed.

He didn't sleep? Gong Wan’er stood foolishly at the door.

"Evening?" Liu Beibei looked at Gong Wan’er's dumbfounded expression and shouted.

Only now did Gong Wan’er realize that he was actually in a daze for Mo Zhaoyun.

In truth, she didn't want to, but after meeting Mo Zhaoyun, her brain didn't seem to be working properly.

She smiled, then began to pack her things. As soon as she opened the wardrobe, she looked at the clothes inside and was stunned again. Many of the clothes were bought by Mo Zhaoyun, and every time it was the season change, he would ask Mo Zhi to send him many new clothes. As for many of them, they hadn't even taken down their tags yet.

Unknowingly, the two of them had merged into each other's lives.

Seeing Gong Wan’er act like this, Liu Beibei could not hold it in any longer, and said: "Yue'er, do you want me to help you clean up?"

"No need." Gong Wan’er answered without even thinking, probably wanting to leave behind the last thought.

"I'll do it myself." She added, and began putting her usual clothes in the trunk.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.