Rebirth of the Daughter's Revenge

The villa is splendid and luxuriously decorated, fully in line with the standards of Mo Xiangtiannan, a wealthy man.

The servants at home looked a little frightened and frightened when they saw Mo Jingjun.

In the past, Noila Mo was indulgent and willful, so it seems that the servants at home were not less annoyed by her.

Mo Jing ignored all this, and under the leadership of Wu Ma, she went to the living room to eat. The dishes were very rich, and they were all nourishing and nourishing the blood and Qi.

Wu Ma helped Noila Mo put a bowl of silky chicken soup in front of her and said with a smile: "Miss, your body is still weak, drink more."

Looking at Wu Ma's warm and kind face, she inadvertently thought of her own mother, the same gentle woman. Then she couldn't help but think of that ugly face and those scenes that once made her extremely scared and made her worse than death.

The feeling like being cut by a knife appeared in her heart again, and her heart was cut with knife after knife, and her blood was flowing out.

Afraid of the inexplicable sadness and pain rushing to her face, Mo Jing hurriedly picked up the bowl, and the hot steam covered her tearful eyes. She held the bowl and drank slowly, hiding in the bowl the tears that originally shone with her eyes.

But his eyes held back the tears tightly. Then he tried to calm himself down and restore his previous expression.

Yes, she must be strong now, need to hide and endure, those things that make her miserable can only be hidden deep in her heart and cannot be released at will.

She did it and concealed it very well. These movements were so natural and smooth that Wu Ma didn't notice her subtle expression or her hidden pain.

After the meal, Noila Mo picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth, and asked naturally: "I want to go and have a rest. Where is my room."

The question was very natural, but it made Wu Ma stunned for a long time. After a while, she finally regained her thoughts and said: "Miss, are you okay? Why don't you even remember your own room?"

Mo Jing looked at Wu's mother. Wu's mother was only in her forties, maybe working as a housekeeper in a wealthy family, and her face looked rosy. Her kind eyes reflected Mo Jing's calm face.

Wu Ma must have had a lot of life experience at her age, but of course she had no idea how many incredible things and tragic experiences had happened to this young girl, and she certainly had never experienced the pain and despair deep in her heart.

In the end, Noila Mo's calm face finally showed a very natural smile: "Maybe I hit my head in a car accident before, so I don't remember some things very well." Her answer was still very natural and smooth, without any deliberateness.

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"Why is this happening? Didn't you ask the doctor? Does the doctor say it doesn't matter?" Wu's mother suddenly looked at Noila Mo nervously and uneasily. She had watched this child grow up, although everyone said she had a bad temper and was very willful.

But Wu Ma truly understood in her heart that her nature was not like this, and everything was forced by the environment.

Noila Mo shook her head gently, and said with some comfort: "The doctor said it's nothing, and you will slowly remember it in a few days." It could be seen that Wu's mother was really worried about Noila Mo, so Noila Mo was rarely very patient.

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After hearing Noila Mo's words, Wu Ma finally felt relieved, "That's good, miss, you still have to have a good rest."

Then he pointed to the second floor and said: "On the second floor, turn left and the second room is your room. Miss, please go and have a rest first. Stay in the afternoon and Mother Wu will make some desserts for you."

Noila Mo nodded silently, turned and left.