Ring ring ring

Mo Yue picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Lu Yichen, so she hesitated and answered it.

"Where are you?"

Mo Yue glanced at Jiang Yue subconsciously, pointed to the balcony, and then walked out.

"I'm at a friend's house."

"Come back soon. I don't need to worry about what happened yesterday."

Mo Yue sneered, she still clearly remembered Chu Feng's words today.

"I have received your message, and I will say it again, as long as you ask me to leave, I will not pester you." She suppressed the bitterness and grievance in her heart and pretended to be relaxed.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

Mo Yue has already felt Lu Yichen's anger. Is it possible that she is not even willing to say such a thing that will make her give up?

She raised her head halfway, tightened the hands on her sides, and mustered up her courage to say, "Lu Yichen, let's get a divorce."

Since Lu Yichen didn't want to talk about it, it was up to her to say it, even if it was regarded as repaying Lu Yichen for helping her before.

"Mo Yue, come back to me immediately."

Mo Yue put down the phone, tears fell down her cheeks, and her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

After she calmed down, she turned around and walked into the living room, continuing to cut fabric as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Yue looked at her with hesitation, hesitated for a long time, and said nothing.

Time passed by second by second, and Mo Yue's preliminary cutting had reached the final step.

jingle bell, jingle bell

Mo Yue raised her head and looked in the direction of the door, stood up and went to open the door.

"You continue to do your business, I'll open the door." After saying that, Jiang Yue walked over quickly.

Mo Yue sat back in the distance, lowered her head and measured the size.

Suddenly, she felt a chill, and subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug her body, turning her head to look in the direction of the door, "Jiang Yue, do you feel a little cold?"

Jiang Yue smiled stiffly and winked at Mo Yue.

Mo Yue turned to another place without realizing it, only to see a tall figure looking at her with a dark face. She shrank back and asked hesitantly: "What are you doing, why are you here?"

Already?"

Jiang Yue noticed something was wrong and said with a smile: "Mo Mo, I'm going downstairs to buy something." After saying that, he turned around and slipped out.

Mo Yue wanted to call Jiang Yue, but before she could call out, Jiang Yue could no longer be seen.

"Go back with me."

Mo Yue turned her head away and did not look at Lu Yichen, "I have already said what I need to say. I don't think there is any need for me to go back."

She wanted to preserve her last bit of dignity.

Lu Yichen's eyes were always locked on her, as if he wanted to see through her.

"You are already tied to me, do you think you still have a way out?"

Mo Yue looked up at Lu Yichen, his eyes were full of seriousness.

"Lu Yichen, I don't know what you are thinking, but I am also a human being, and my heart cannot bear to be played with, so can you please be kind and let me go?" Her words were full of prayers, and she didn't want to get stuck in her own mud.

After being trapped, he was severely abandoned.

Lu Yichen held her hand tightly, with a bit of anger, "You can't understand me? You are the only one, Mrs. Lu, and I don't want to hear such words again."

"What about Chu Jiajia?" Mo Yue roared angrily, with a bit of pain in his eyes.

Lu Yichen's body stiffened, "I will arrange her affairs. You only need to be your Mrs. Lu and don't worry about anything else."

"Then what if she asks me to give up Mrs. Lu's position? What are you going to do?"

Lu Yichen let go of Mo Yue's hand, leaving only a silhouette for her.

She smiled bitterly, "Lu Yichen, I told you, I'm not a stalker. It just so happens that I think your wealthy family is not very suitable for an ugly duckling like me, so wouldn't it be better for me to take advantage of this opportunity to help you?"

For the first time, she felt that she understood justice so well that even though her heart was bleeding, she still forced a smile on her face.

"Are you sincere? Do you really want to leave?" Lu Yichen's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of struggle.

He didn't know that Chu Feng was looking for Mo Yue, let alone what Mo Yue was facing.

Mo Yue's eyes were already red. Is Lu Yichen putting all the blame on her? Since this is what he wants, why not admit it?

"Yes, this is what I mean. Rich families are not suitable for people like me."

Lu Yichen turned around and walked out, stopping at the door, "I will handle Chu Jiajia's affairs, but don't even think about divorce."

A loud slamming of the door suddenly sounded, and the tears in Mo Yue's eyes could no longer be hidden, and they fell down.

Why did Lu Yichen still say that last sentence? Why did he still give her hope?

As soon as Jiang Yue opened the door, she saw Mo Yue who was sobbing. She put down the things in her hands and hugged Mo Yue.

"Mo Mo, go ahead and cry. Go to sleep when you are tired of crying. Tomorrow is a new day." Although she had many questions in her heart, she still chose to keep them all in her heart at this moment.

Mo Yue raised her head, her eyes were already red, and looked at Jiang Yue, "Are you curious about my relationship with Lu Yichen?"

Jiang Yue didn't speak, but just kept looking at Mo Yue quietly.

"He is the target of my successful marriage proposal. His family dislikes me very much and despises my humble background. I can understand all this, really." Mo Yue said to herself and gave a wry smile, "Two days ago, he

My first love girlfriend came back. I saw tenderness in his eyes and saw something I had never seen before. It was also at that time that I realized that I had fallen in love with him. No, I had fallen in love with him.

, I don’t understand why he still refuses to let me go even though I chose to help them.”

Jiang Yue patted Mo Yue's back distressedly, her eyes full of worry, and asked carefully: "Is he treating you well?"

Mo Yue looked at Jiang Yue in confusion, thinking about Jiang Yue's question, "It should be fine, except that it's always cold."

Jiang Yue sighed, she didn't know what kind of conditions Lu Yichen was in, and she took good care of Mo Yue, so how could Mo Yue still stick to her true heart?

"Mo Mo, the more you value something, the more you will always be concerned about it, so you should listen to what Lu Yichen thinks."

The authorities were blind to the onlookers, and Jiang Yue knew that Mo Yue had entered a dead end.

Mo Yue shook her head, her smile becoming increasingly bitter, "He told me that he would handle the matter with Chu Jiajia, but I didn't dare to wait, I was afraid."

Jiang Yue frowned tightly, looked down at the fabric cut out by Mo Yue, and asked cautiously: "Are these made by Chu Jiajia?"

"I don't know. I feel really tired. Lu Yichen and I have too many problems. I don't want my family to suffer the same disgust and grievance as me."

Mo Yue's eyes were full of struggle. Although she loved Lu Yichen, marriage was not a matter between two people.

Jiang Yue didn't know what to say at this time, so she helped Mo Yue into the house, comforted her softly, and then got up and left when she saw that she fell asleep.

When Jiang Yue turned around, Mo Yue opened her eyes and tightened her hands in front of her.

Mo Yue lifted up the quilt and came to the window, looking at the night view of the city, but her mood was extremely low.

After a long time, she turned around and returned to bed, but couldn't sleep.

She hasn't gone to the company in the past two days, and has been finishing the finished product at home.

Today was the day when she handed over the finished product. She came to Lu's carrying a cowhide bag.

As soon as she walked into the design department, countless eyes were fixed on her.

"Designer Mo, is your finished product finished?" Chu Jiajia walked up to her with a smile and asked softly.

Mo Yue put down the bag in her hand, looked at Chu Jiajia and said, "There is something wrong with the fabric."

"Is there something wrong, or are some people simply unable to complete the pretense they are looking for?" Song Yanran walked over from the side with a bit of disdain in her eyes.

"Designer Mo should know the rules. As far as I know, there is nothing wrong with the fabric given to you. If you can't hand over the finished product today, how will you let other designers see you?" Chu Jiajia said, turning around to look at you.
Chapter completed!