Chapter 297

The relocation of the Gao family and the wedding have made Gao Jun hard to get along in the upper class society of the free city for a long time. Yunjie even ridiculed him for this matter many times. Of course, people laughed at him with a good level: "brother Gao, you are really lucky. This is going to sit and enjoy the happiness of the whole people and embrace each other."

Mingming knows that the other party's home may be a pot of porridge, but Yunjie doesn't mind stepping on his feet.

Gao Jun Mingming wants to beat Yunjie, but he can only laugh with him. His business in the free city has started to be bad. He still doesn't know who wrote it. To this extent, Yunshi has a big tree and deep roots, which is not comparable to his upstart. He can only tighten his fist and bear it for the time being.

In the Mohist villa, youyou is eating with Xiaomo Zhiyao. Ji Han opposite looks at youyou without blinking. Mozi Yao and Lin Mutong look at each other and pretend not to see.

Since the previous confession of frustration, Ji Han has not given up. As long as there is nothing, he wants to eat three meals a day in the Mohist family, and even wants to move in.

Lin Mutong once privately asked you what you meant. You's attitude was very firm, which made her really helpless, so she could only indulge Ji Han more and more.

Youyou picked up a piece of ham and fed it to mozhiyao's mouth. He wiped the oil stains on his mouth and coaxed him: "when you're full, I'll take you to take a bath."

Mo Zhiyao shook his head. His chubby little hand pointed to Ji Han opposite and said, "Uncle Ji has been looking at you."

Tong yanwuji ignored Ji Han's eyes. When the child said it, all the people at the table looked at it, and her face immediately turned red to the root of her ears.

Youyou bowed his head, hugged Mo Zhiyao and coaxed: "I'll take you to take a bath." then he left the table and never looked at Ji Han from beginning to end.

Until watching her back disappear, Ji Han's face looked disappointed. He put down his chopsticks.

Mozi Yao joked, "it seems that you want to chase others. You should keep up your efforts."

"Ji Han, in fact, I think youyou likes you. Last time I asked, although she refused, I think she has other reasons from the perspective of girls. We don't know exactly why."

"I won't give up." he stood up, looked at the long room and walked out the door.

In the bedroom, youyou stood behind the curtains and watched Ji Han's car leave. Mo Zhiyao on the bed waved her small hand and shouted, "take a bath." she woke up, came over, picked up Mo Zhiyao's soft body and entered the bathroom.

After taking a bath and dressing him, the little guy was already asleep. She reached out and touched the face of Mo Zhiyao, and a tear rolled down her eyes.

Those unbearable fragments came one after another in my mind. Those evil hands always wanted to reach out to themselves, and then they resisted.

She held her head in her arms, and tiny beads of sweat had oozed out on her forehead. After so long, she thought she had forgotten this sweet baby every day, but why did she always jump out and tell herself that she didn't do it when she thought she was very happy.

She stretched out her white hands. There was blood on those hands. Yes, she killed someone at that time, but she had to.

She hugged her head and curled up in the corner with tears streaming down her face.

Lin Mutong stood outside the long room, listening to the silence inside. I have a bad feeling in my heart. Youyou likes children, so I always take children very well, but why didn't I hear a voice at this time.

She reached for the door and knocked.

Youyou, who was holding her head in memory, suddenly woke up, stood up, went to the bathroom, quickly got her hair ready, wiped the tears on her face with a towel, and then opened the door.

Before Lin Mutong could speak, she turned to the bed, took out the sweet sleeping ink and handed it over: "he fell asleep after taking a bath. He was very good."

Looking at the sleeping son as if he were an angel, Lin Mutong put the plate in his hand on the table and took his son.

She looked at youyou gently: "we have all regarded you as a family. If you have anything to tell us, you haven't eaten much dinner. Eat this. I asked the kitchen to prepare it specially."

There is a steak on the plate, which is smelling of food.

"I want to eat too." Mo Zhiyao in Lin Mutong's arms rubbed his bleary eyes, opened his eyes and saw the steak, and immediately waved his little hand.

"You can't eat this yet. You can't chew it. It's medium cooked. I'll ask the kitchen to make you beef porridge tomorrow." Lin Mutong managed to coax his son away and helped her to the door.

The steak on the table was still steaming. You sat down, picked up the knife and fork, ate it like a delicious food, and finally looked at the empty plate and smiled.

After taking a comfortable bath and changing into clean clothes, she looked at the empty plate and a piece of stationery on the table, and finally jumped out of the window.

Standing outside the gate of the mid level villa, looking at the huge villa, youyou smiled sweetly and burst into tears, "Mo Shao, Mrs. Mo, and Ji Han, bye."

Then her figure disappeared into the endless night and disappeared.

Lin Mutong found youyou missing the next morning.

The housekeeper explained uneasily: "in the morning, I saw that Miss youyou didn't get up and let people shout many times, but I didn't hear the response. I had to let them knock the door open."

Lin Mutong walked into youyou's room. There was a smell of iris in the room. Some of these flowers in the garden seemed to be youyou's favorite. She loved to pick these flowers and put them in bottles in the bedroom. The room was very tidy. An empty plate on the table was somewhat abrupt. She walked over and saw a plain white finger paper beside the plate.

"Mo Shao, little ears, I'm gone. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye, because I'm not good at saying goodbye. My fate has been exhausted, so it's time for me to leave. Thank you for your care for so long, which makes me feel warm. Don't look for me. I won't come back."

The signature on the back is Youyou, with beautiful handwriting. It is indeed her word.

Mo ziyao and Ji Han got the news one after another.

"Sorry, Ji Han, I should have noticed it, but I didn't find it. She's gone now. I'm sorry." Lin Mutong choked at the end of the phone holding the letter.

Ji Han received a call and quickly summoned his brother to drive to the exit of free city.

Mozi Yao hugged his wife, "it's all right. I'll find it."