Chapter 584

"Sister Zhong," Mo Cheng called sister Zhong, who was walking by the door.

Sister Zhong came over and said, "young master, what can I do for you?"

Mo Cheng's brow slightly twisted, "see purple spirit?"

"Ziling? Isn't she always in the young master's study? "

The crease between the eyebrows deepened gradually.

"It's all right."

Mo Cheng passed her and walked out of the gate. His dark eyes swept all around, and his eyes were thin and cool.

That woman, dare not see a whole afternoon!

In such a big garden, Ziling lay on the grass, raised an arm to block his eyes, and his whole body was covered with rosy glow.

Ziyin's words are echoing in her ears. No matter how hard she tries to ignore them, it doesn't help.

That's her beloved sister from childhood

Her mother died in childbirth because she was born, and her father died when she was very young.

She I don't want to be hated by Ziyin.

Tears, down the corner of the eye.

At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded on the top of my head, "why do you cry here alone?"

Ziling was surprised. She narrowed her eyes and saw a vague outline through the mist. She sat up and looked at him askew.

The other side is a very handsome young man, with short uneven hair, neat and capable, jade like face, deep and distinct features, which seems to have been carefully carved, with the three-dimensional feeling of Westerners. His eyes are very clear, with a smile at the bottom of them, one can see through her mind. The radian of his mouth is so natural and vivid that he is so natural.

He put his hands in his pockets and untied two buttons of his shirt at will, revealing his healthy complexion and a bit of unruly.

Standing in the setting sun, his figure is pulled long, clearly is condescending overlooking, but there is no sense of distance above.

It's extraordinarily glamorous.

It's clearly the first time we met, but his tone seems to be greeting an old friend we haven't seen for a long time.

Ziling picked up the lost mood, stood up, patted the grass on the skirt, looked up at him, "who are you?"

The man raised his eyebrow and said with a smile, "are you the new maid of Mohism?"

Purple spirit honest nod.

"No wonder." He just smiles and nods, but doesn't explain any more. The gentle light of eyes falls on her red eyes. He walks up a few steps, stares into her eyes, and asks softly, "tell me, why are you crying?"

His gaze, let purple spirit a burst of embarrassment, she hurriedly don't open face, wipe the tears on the face, "how can I cry? I'm sorry. I need to get back to work. "

Before he could answer, Ziling ran out of the garden.

As soon as she got out of the arch of the garden, she ran into a wall of meat. She was knocked back a few steps, but the other side didn't move.

"Where have you been?" The cool magnetic sound has already represented the displeasure of the host.

Purple Ling rubs nose, raises red eyes, "I come out to breathe."

She returned with a strong sense of reason. As soon as Mo Cheng raised her eyebrows, she noticed her eyes and frowned again. "What's the matter?"

Purple spirit conceals sex don't open a face, "have nothing..."

Mo Cheng step forward, very impolite pinch her chin, forced her to hold up her head, can not refuse a word, "said."

"It's all right!" Purple spirit struggled, his close look, let her some suffocate.

Two people behind, a light smile, and then, out of a man in a light gray suit.

Purple spirit turns round, is just that person!

He leaned on the arch and raised his eyebrows toward Mo Cheng, smiling rather than smiling, "Mo Cheng, I'm glad I haven't seen you."

Mo Cheng released his hand holding the purple chin, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Mo Sheng, when did you come back?"

"Morning."

Mocheng took a deep look at him, "grandfather has been waiting for you."

Mo Sheng said with a smile, "will you accompany me? You know, I'm afraid of my grandfather the most. "

Mo Cheng turned around and walked forward, which was tacit approval. After two steps, he stopped again. His eyes swept the purple spirit, "are you standing here as a decoration? Then stand till tomorrow. "

Zilingqi glared at him. She was in a bad mood. When she was taught by him, she was even more angry. But she didn't dare to attack because she was a big boss.

Forbearance.

"Yes, young master!" She said it out loud on purpose, and then followed with an angry step.

Mo Sheng looked back at her and hit Mo Cheng with his shoulder. "Hey, when did you start to train a maid?"

This It's ambiguous enough.

Mo Cheng side head Piao Piao he, "it seems that you in foreign years, harvest is not small."

"Ha ha," he said frankly, squeezing his eyebrows at him, "I've tried everything that I should try. It's time to go back to China and play."

In Mo Cheng's eyes, there was a kind of low-key teasing. At a glance, it returned to the original.Mo Sheng can't help laughing and walks into the villa behind him. Mo Tieyi has been waiting in the living room for a long time. Behind him is sister Zhong.

Seeing him, Mo Sheng put away his teasing and said respectfully, "grandfather."

"Well." Different from his attitude towards Mo Cheng, Mo Tieyi is obviously indifferent to his grandson. "What's going on over there?"

"Everything goes well."

Mo Sheng's attitude towards his grandfather has long been normal. In the Mohist school, my grandfather only paid attention to Mocheng. Who let him shoulder the responsibility of saving the family!

At this time, a touch of eye-catching pink across the staircase.

"Grandfather," Su Ziyin came over and gave a sweet cry.

"Ha ha, it's Ziyin." At the sight of her, Mo Tieyan's eyebrows and eyes all opened with a smile.

Purple spirit looking at cousin, drooping eyes, hands stirring skirt.

Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked Mo Cheng quietly, as if to say, "is this the legendary Miss Su?"

Mo Cheng ignored him. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the purple spirit next to him. He found that her eyes were red again. Her dark and deep eyes were not happy. Light, they cut through the calm lake.

He didn't like to see her cry.

Su Ziyin whispered, "Grandpa, this is..."

"Oh, he is also my grandson, Mo Sheng." Mo Tieyi said lightly, then he took Su Ziyin's hand and said with a loving smile, "Ziyin, go to the garden with my grandfather."

"Good." Su Ziyin's heart was filled with pride. She glanced at Ziling with contempt. Then she took over from sister Zhong and pushed her wheelchair out of the villa. From time to time, you can hear her make Mo Tieyi laugh.

Mo Sheng looked at their backs and said with profound meaning, "my grandfather has the patience to accompany the girls, which shows the importance he attaches to you."

Looking back at Mo Cheng, a strange smile spread over his handsome and charming cheek.

Sister Zhong came forward and said, "Master Sheng, your room has been reconnected and cleaned."

"Thank you, sister Zhong." Mo Sheng put his hands in his pockets and walked up the stairs leisurely. When he got to the stairs, he paused again. "Oh, by the way, sister Zhong, please arrange a maid for me."

Sister Zhong was a little surprised, but she nodded quickly, "OK, Master Sheng, I'll arrange it right away."

Mo Sheng said with a smile, "don't be so troublesome." Reach out to point to purple spirit directly, "she."

Ziling looked up in amazement.

Sister Zhong was stunned, "Er, this..." She subconsciously looked at the city of Mexico.

Mo Cheng slowly raised his eyes, met his smiling eyes, stretched out his hand to pull the purple spirit to the front, and calmly said, "she's mine."

Purple spirit heart a tight, Zheng Zheng of looking at him.

These four short and powerful words made her heart beat faster, and her low-key and domineering power of declaring sovereignty sprang up unexpectedly. He is not a man who is inferior to others, no matter who he is.

Sister Zhong's palms are sweating and she looks at them nervously.

I just hope that history will not repeat itself.

Suddenly, Mo Sheng chuckled and shook his head. "I'm joking with you. Why are you so nervous?" He turned and continued to walk upstairs. His voice, which seemed a bit cynical, floated faintly, "I won't rob anything you have. It used to be, and it is now. "

Listening to what he said, sister Zhong was quietly relieved.

Not bad.

Purple spirit suspiciously close Xiu eyebrow, what does he mean by that?

The tone in Mo Cheng's eyes is quiet and heavy.

These days, Mohism is speeding up the preparation of the engagement ceremony, Su Ziyin will go out every day to buy a lot. With the title of future jo crown princess, she no longer has to wait for the shopping mall to go shopping when the season is off.

Every time I bring back a lot of gifts to everyone in Mohism. Her heart, immediately won her super high popularity, Mohist people like this young lady of the future.

Only, she regards purple spirit as air.

Looking at Ziyin like the stars holding the moon, Ziling sits alone in the corner, his eyes are sad.

Mo Cheng doesn't love Ziyin, but wants to marry her. Although she doesn't understand the reason, it will only be Ziyin who will get hurt in the future

After thinking about it, Ziling decides to tell Ziyin all this.

After dinner, Ziling went to her room quietly.

Ziyin is not there. The room is full of clothes, shoes, bags and complete sets of cosmetics. Looking at the chaotic room, purple spirit sighed helplessly, "it's the same as before." She rolled up her sleeves and helped her clean up. When she was about to clean up, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Su Ziling! What are you doing in my room? "

Su Ziyin rushes over, grabs the bag in her hand and checks whether it is damaged by her.

Purple spirit afraid of her misunderstanding, quickly explained, "Purple Yin, I have something to tell you."

Su Ziyin sneered and raised her brand-name bag in her hand. "So, do you move my things without my permission? Su Ziling, do you know how much this bag costs? Can you afford to pay for it? ""Ziyin, I came to you just to tell you something."

Su Ziyin disdains sneer, "good, you say, finish, leave quickly." She turned and put the bag in the cupboard. Then she sat down on the chair, her long legs raised gracefully and her chin raised. "Say it."

Ziling approached her, pondered for a moment, and said, "are you sure Mocheng loves you?"

"Pa" Su Ziyin slapped the table and said, "Su Ziling, you have enough!"

Ziling comforted her quickly, "Ziyin, listen to me first, I just hope you can think more about it..."

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