After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Jiangwao had to follow the car.

Put a little about the packaging in the trunk and know the price of nutrition.

Is this going to see people?

Mo Lixing's high -top character actually lives here?

Pressing down his abdomen, Jiang wrongly raised things, followed by Mo Li.

The alleys in the residential building are not only narrow, but also very dirty.

There are garbage everywhere on both sides of the road, and sewage flowing to the road.

Although the pavement is affixed with cement plate bricks, it is made of black and gray by sewage.

If you accidentally step on it, half of your shoes will fall in.

Jiang was wrong and had to stand on the tiptoe and watch the road and walk carefully.

But last time I got a little water, I didn't mind such a dirty environment that was thrown away, but I didn't mind such a messy environment.

If the sewage and garbage on the ground also depending on, walking steadily with long legs.

After walking in the curved alley for about ten minutes, they stopped in front of a five or six -story building.

Mo Lixing glanced at the door card and went upstairs.

Jiangwa wrongly keeps up.

The corridor is narrow and humid, and there is a smell of old and moldy.

Obviously it was not dark, but it was as dim as the night.

Mo Li's tall body and the nobleness of the whole body are very abrupt in such an environment, but he has a free look and is not disgusted by half.

Following Mo Lixing to the third floor. He stood at the door of one of the households and paused a little before knocking the door.

Soon, someone opened the door, and a middle -aged woman who touched about 50 years appeared in front of her eyes.

She was wearing ordinary floral shirts, her hair was dry, her body was weak, her face was slightly waxy.

"Mother." Mo said politely.

Seeing him, there seems to be no surprise in middle -aged women.

"Here is here."

Her voice was dry, and she had no enthusiasm in her tone.

There is a kind of indifference and sense of indifference to life without any thoughts in the future.

"Come in and take it." The middle -aged woman said she entered the house.

Mo Li walked in, Jiang Wuxi also walked in with something.

"Mother, this is what Mr. Mo deliberately brought you." Jiangwao said, and said.

Hearing her voice, the middle -aged woman was slightly surprised, and looked up at her.

Jiang wrongly said, "I am the subordinate of Mr. Mo, look at you with him."

Hearing the words, middle -aged women didn't ask much, so greet them to sit down and burn them for brewing tea.

Jiang Wusuo and Mo Li were sitting on the simple plastic stool in the house.

She looked around a little again.

The area of ​​the house is small, and the furnishings in the house are also extremely simple. In addition to the dining table, there are only a refrigerator and a fan in the hall.

The overall is still clean and tidy.

The middle -aged woman made tea in the kitchen, and Jiangwai made a noise.

The tea cup is an ordinary white porcelain cup. The large leaves are scattered in boiling water. The tea shows dark brown.

She has been to poverty -stricken mountainous areas to be supported by supporters, and people there are this kind of tea.

They picked all the tender and tender leaves to sell money, and they kept the old leaves and stir -fry the house to use them.

The tea made from old leaves is not as clear as Maojian Longjing, and the tea soup is even more astringent.

Jiang Wuxi drank a lot in Zhijiao Mountains, so I was used to drinking it.

I do n’t want to, Mo Lixing's people who punch tea pay attention to the water temperature, and they actually drink it without changing the color.

"Mother, what are your body recently?" Mo Li asked.

The middle-aged woman said: "It's still the same."

"For the sake of your health, aunt should move out," Mo Lixing said.

The middle-aged woman shook her head, "Thank you for your kindness. But I'm used to living here and don't want to move."

After hearing this, Mo Lixing pursed his thin lips and asked the middle-aged woman other questions about food.

The middle-aged woman also answered them one by one.

Mo Lixing was never a talkative person, but he was extremely patient when facing this aunt.

It's just that the other party was not enthusiastic, and Mo Lixing was obviously not good at finding interesting topics on his own initiative, so the scene was a bit cold for a while.

Jiang Cuocuo didn't know their relationship and didn't know what he could and couldn't say, so naturally he wouldn't talk to them.

She quietly worked on a background board the whole time.

After more than half an hour, the middle-aged woman checked the time and said, "Li Xing, it's getting late, and I don't have a good place to entertain you, so I won't let you eat."

The words similar to the expulsion order made Mo Lixing have to get up.

Jiang Cuocuo stood up.

After sending them to the door, the middle-aged woman said: "Li Xing, you are busy with work, so you don't always have to take time to see me. I'm doing fine, so you don't have to worry."

Mo Lixing did not comment, said "Auntie, take care of yourself" and walked towards the stairs.

"Goodbye, aunt."

Jiang Cuo Cuo greeted him politely and walked down with Mo Li.

After exiting the dark and narrow corridor, it took another ten minutes to walk out of the dark and dirty alley.

When she saw the spacious roads and high-rise buildings outside, Jiang Cuocuo felt as if she had just experienced a time and space dislocation and was finally back.

That old residential area just felt so depressing.

After sitting back in the car, Mo Lixing held his head and didn't say another word.

His aura was already fierce and strong, but now that he was so silent, his indifference and alienation became even stronger.

There seems to be a layer of ice all over the body, exuding a chilling air, and anyone who touches it will be frozen.

Jiang Cuocuo didn't ask for trouble and said anything. He just held his breath and sat quietly, treating himself as a transparent person.

Cheng Shuanglin, who was in the front seat, also drove the car with a solemn expression, making no sound except for the occasional turn signal.

It was so quiet in the car that you could hear a pin drop.

Jiang Cuocuo guessed that Mo Lixing's low pressure was related to the middle-aged woman just now.

She is very curious.

Who is the middle-aged woman Mo Lixing?

Listening to their conversation, it seemed that Mo Lixing often went over to see her.

But the other party obviously didn't want to see Mo Lixing that much, and refused Mo Lixing's good intention to give him a house.

Why not live in a good place but live there?

It's a pity that there won't be anyone in the car to answer her questions.

These are not within the scope of what she can ask.

Jiang Cuocuo had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and close his eyes to calm down.

About an hour later, they returned to Jinlin Villa, and Mo Lixing went upstairs without saying a word.

Even when Jiang Cuocuo went to perform the "mission" of beating her shoulders at night, Mo Lixing went against his usual style of making things difficult for her and asked her to go out directly.

Although Mo Lixing did not lose his temper, his expression was no better than when he lost his temper. He was sinister and cold, and there was no trace of warmth or fluctuation in his eyes.

Jiang Cuocuo has never seen him like this.

Whichever house she plotted to get married to was not so cold.

Without asking any more questions, Jiang Cuocuo hurriedly exited the study.

Standing outside the door, she took a deep breath.

Who is Mo Lixing, a middle-aged woman, that can make him feel so bad?

Jiang was wrong and stabbed his sour feet, and planned to rest.

She ran fifty laps in the morning, and she was too tired.

Only when I walked to the room, Cheng Shuanglin's call rang.

"Mrs."

He actually called her so much!

Jiangwao was a little flattered. "Cheng Fei, do you find me?"