When Yun Xiao suddenly came over and nodded lightly, Han Xin changed his tone after finishing his words. The slightly slowed down expression that he was about to speak brought his heart that he wanted to let go to his throat again.

Because from the look in his mother's eyes, he had probably guessed what he would be asked about.

"Is the girl in white you brought home just now called Tang Yating?" Sure enough, when Yun Xiao was thinking about how to respond, Han Xin had already asked quietly.

"Yeah." Yun Xiao nodded honestly again.

But just when Yun Xiao was thinking that her mother would definitely ask why Tang Yating came to her home, Han Xin quietly changed her tone again and couldn't help but take a deep breath. After hesitating for a moment,

Just then he tentatively asked Yun Xiao: "When can you bring that girl to your home again? Mom also wants to see her."

Yun Xiao suddenly raised his head and stared at his mother in disbelief. From the latter's eyes, he did not see too many emotional fluctuations. But deep in his eyes, there was a faint feeling that he felt very

Familiar emotions were overflowing, which made him feel a flash of extreme fear in his heart.

He didn't like that this feeling often appeared in his mind for no reason, so Yun Xiao didn't answer Han Xin's last question. He was already frozen in place with a surprised look on his face.

Although Han Xin was quite curious about the girl named Tang Yating, she had at least heard some of what happened between the two people upstairs. She knew that such things could not be rushed, so when she saw

After Yun Xiao showed no intention of answering, his face returned to calmness again. He gave Yun Xiao some casual instructions, then went upstairs alone and left.

Yun Xiao's eyes gradually moved up in a dull manner, but his eyes stayed on his mother's back. It wasn't until Han Xin disappeared around the corner of the corridor that his expression slowly regained its luster and vitality.

"Mom, how come she suddenly wants to see a witch? Could it be that she is just like dad..."

Whispering in a low voice with a bit of solemnity in his tone, Yun Xiao slowly walked back to the guest room where Tang Yating was staying just now. The room seemed quite peaceful at the moment, with the window next to the bed slightly open, letting in the gentle drizzle and wind.

Xiaoxiao walked in, blowing the white curtains and slowly fluttering.

Gazing out the window, Yun Xiao couldn't help but approach slowly. However, while his expression was calm and his mind was sinking, his steps seemed to have stepped on something hard for a moment, and a sharp sound of plastic breaking suddenly came out.

"Huh? What?"

Yun Xiao was startled, and quickly pulled his thoughts back, lowering his head to look at the object he was stepping on with his right foot. However, when he saw clearly the object that made the sound of breaking, his expression suddenly brightened.

"Hey, isn't this a witch's hairpin?"

"How did it fall here? Isn't she too careless?"

However, when Yun Xiao casually wanted to complain about Tang Yating, he suddenly remembered that it had been trampled to pieces by him.

Yun Xiao was slightly panicked. After all, since he met the latter, he had always seen Tang Yating wearing this aqua blue plastic hairpin. Although the thing itself was not worth much, he was worried about Tang Yating.

Those who have a stubborn temper will become less fond of themselves because of this.

With this thought in his mind, Nalan Yunxiao's handsome eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

He slowly squatted down, moved his steps slightly, and then carefully and carefully picked up the broken blue hairpin parts that had been broken into several pieces. He stared at them with worry, and after sighing slowly, his brows

But suddenly he raised his lips, and an unusually joyful and bright smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Even the extremely bad mood in my heart caused by Mo Qingfeng's sudden appearance and his ambiguous relationship with Tang Yating was diluted a lot.

Wrapping the broken hairpin in his hand with cloth, Yun Xiao quickly walked out of the room, closed it tightly with his backhand, then walked back to his room...

On the outskirts of Santa Fe City's commercial district and close to the inland residential areas, a winding road extends into the alleys, giving you the sense of a winding path. On both sides of the road are various slightly quaint buildings, hidden among the tall buildings.

Under the banyan tree, there are scattered scattered buildings. The Yaqin Garden Community where Tang Yating's family is located is located among them.

"squeak--"

The sound of braking suddenly came from the empty alley, and a blood-red Porsche parked smoothly beside the street at the entrance of the residential alley.

The car lights dimmed, and soon the driver's door was slowly opened. Mo Qingfeng slowly walked out of the car, opened the umbrella, and then walked to the other side and opened the door where Tang Yating was sitting.

His eyes met with hers, and his handsome eyebrows raised slightly: "We're at your house, get off the car."

"Ah? Oh."

Tang Yating seemed to be a little distracted. A faint look of surprise appeared on her pretty face. She turned her gaze to the window and looked at the familiar environment around her, and her eyes gradually regained their vitality.

"What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about? You're so absorbed in it?"

Seeing that Tang Yating was not asleep, but didn't seem to even notice that she was home, Mo Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a little curious. He knocked on the car door casually, but saw that Tang Yating didn't want to get out of the car.

Meaning, he hurriedly frowned and added: "Get off the car."

Tang Yating was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and hurriedly stepped out of the car. She raised her wrist above her head to protect herself from the rain, but Mo Qingfeng brought her umbrella over and handed it to herself.

"Here, let me leave this umbrella with you first. Anyway, you have already borrowed two thousand yuan from me, so you don't care about the extra money for an umbrella. I have other things to do, so I have to leave first."

Mo Qingfeng briefly glanced at the quartz watch on his wrist, and his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He raised his hand and peeled off Tang Yating's bloodless white palm. The cold feeling from his fingertips made him

His expression was slightly moved. However, he didn't say anything more. He just handed the umbrella handle in his hand to the latter's palm and turned around to leave in a hurry.

"Wait a moment."

When Tang Yating saw Mo Qingfeng leaving in such a hurry, her original thought of asking him to go to her home to have a rest was instantly suppressed in her mind. She didn't know what to say, so she hurriedly called him.

Lived him.

Tang Yating felt a little disappointed in her heart and couldn't think too much about whether it was a feeling of reluctance or just because Mo Qingfeng decided too suddenly. She seemed very anxious when she heard him say that she had something else.

Tang Yating just realized that it was her own request that made him in such a hurry, so she couldn't help but feel a faint apology in her heart.

"Is there anything else?"

Mo Qingfeng turned around and stood in front of Tang Yating. The two stood quietly under the umbrella. This scene made the girl feel inexplicably dazed for a moment. It seemed that he and Nalan Yunxiao had gotten along like this just now.

Pass.

Tang Yating opened her mouth slightly and took a deep breath of the cold air drifting in the night breeze, slowly calming down the emotions that were slowly rippling in her heart.

The girl's almond-shaped eyes flashed, she pursed her red lips slightly and looked up at Mo Qingfeng, and then handed back the umbrella she was holding in her hand, her tone was quiet but sincere.

"No, I'm already home. If you still have something to do, you'd better use it. Don't worry, since I've paid your salary in advance, I will definitely work hard, and I will also help you make up for the classes you missed due to absence.

I’m back. Finally, I really want to thank you, and good night.”

After Tang Yating finished speaking, her eyes fluctuated even more, and her red lips seemed to be pursed a little harder. Just when Mo Qingfeng looked slightly stunned and wanted to say something more, she had already turned around and rushed into the rain quickly, Qian Ying quickly

Then it disappeared into the light rain and fog in the direction of the community gate.

After standing there for a while, Mo Qingfeng slowly withdrew his somewhat sad eyes.

He seemed to have begun to understand something from Tang Yating's words, and his face suddenly became darker. The palm holding the umbrella handle slowly exerted force, Mo Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, and finally turned around and walked in

He got into the car and drove away slowly.

Tang Yating ran quickly in the drizzle and slanting wind, lowering her head as if desperately wanting to vent something. Maybe even she herself didn't understand why she felt such loss and discomfort in her heart, why she suddenly felt so angry towards Mo

Qingfeng, saying such inexplicable words of promise...

It was past three o'clock in the night, and the light rain that had been falling all night finally began to stop. The cold wind passed by, and a cold and moist feeling came over the pavement. The sparse people walking on the street still held umbrellas and buried their heads.

Walk quickly.

But at the corner of an intersection at the end of a bustling street, a young figure wrapped in a large black robe appeared quietly without the passersby realizing it.

His face was covered by a rain hat, and only half of his face under the pupils could be seen. However, the slightly pursed lips seemed to show that his expression was not very friendly.

In the direction where he looked, there was the inpatient department of Santa Fe Central Hospital, which was still brightly lit. The angle at this moment only allowed him to see part of the floors in the night fog.

The fists in the sleeves of the black-robed figure seemed to be clenched slightly, making a faint crunching sound.

He stood there quietly like this for an unknown amount of time, until the sky began to turn white, and then he moved his steps, and in a few breaths, his figure flashed like lightning and disappeared into the morning mist.

When the golden morning light slowly shines from the sea to the sky towards this prosperous coastal city in the west, the air that has been washed by the night rain and chilled all night finally begins to regain its warmth.
Chapter completed!