Chapter 1282 Mo Zixuan, I hate you...

Mo Zixuan's dark eyes flashed unbearable, like a gust of wind, coming and going without a trace...

"Really...can it only be my sister?" Li Muxue didn't dare to look up at his ruthless eyes, her knuckles were turning white as she was holding her trousers tightly.

"Yes..." Mo Zixuan's very firm words made her heart feel like someone was dancing on the tip of a knife, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

Standing up suddenly, crying and running towards the door, Mo Zixuan was a little worried, frowned, and chased after him...

Mi Xiaole and Mo Chen in the living room saw her crying and ran down the stairs, their expressions changed slightly, Mi Xiaole shouted worriedly: "Mu Xue..."

Li Muxue's footsteps stopped, at this moment, the sound of "Mu Xue" was like the pair of dancing shoes with sharp knives began to beat violently.

There is no most pain, only more pain, speeding up the pace of the feet.

Mo Zixuan rushed down from the stairs, and when he saw her going out sadly, he looked a little hesitant.

Mo Chen frowned, and persuaded helplessly: "A girl, you send her home safely."

Mi Xiaole's expression was a bit tangled, and she didn't speak. She made a mistake once, and she was afraid of making the same mistake again.

From a rational point of view, it is necessary to send it, but it is best not to send it in person, in case something happens again, it will be even more difficult to explain...

Obviously, Mo Zixuan had no experience in the field of love. He only considered her safety and didn't think too deeply, so he ran after her with long legs.

Mi Xiaole moved her mouth and wanted to call him back, but Mo Chen grabbed her arm and said wordlessly: "What are you doing, you don't want him to send it?"

Mi Xiaole: "..." Which eye was blind back then...

His chest heaved violently with anger, and he was panting heavily.

Seeing this, Mo Chen immediately let go of her arm, and said helplessly, "I'm going! Let's go now!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went upstairs, for fear that she would go crazy again. In the past few months, he has suffered a lot, so he is really afraid...

When Mi Xiaole ran to the door, they were no longer in sight...

"Li Muxue...Li Muxue..." Mo Zixuan ran to the gate before catching up with her.

I didn't see her family's car or driver all the way, stopped in front of her, frowned and asked, "Where's the car? How did you get here?"

Li Muxue was out of breath from crying, sobbing and saying: "Take the bus..."

After she finished speaking, she hugged Mo Zixuan, lying in his arms, afraid that he would push her away, grabbed his shirt tightly, and cried out heartbreakingly:

"Mo Zixuan, I hate you so much... I like you so much... Woooooo... If you say you don't want me, then don't want me...Since you don't like me...

Why didn't you tell me earlier... why did you hurt me like this... woo woo woo... Do you know... I really like you...

I like it so much without you...I don't know how to live anymore...Woooooo...what to do...you tell me...what should I do..."

Mo Zixuan's heart was like a stormy sea, which stirred up thousands of waves in an instant, and the heart in his chest ached more and more, and he stood there without moving.

Li Muxue at this moment made him seem to see himself.

Only those who have experienced it can understand the heartache of loving someone who doesn't love themselves.

He couldn't bear to push her away, just like he couldn't bear to push himself away...

Under the street lamp, the two embraced each other, the picture was unbelievably beautiful, but in a dark place that they didn't know, someone took this picture.

It took less than half an hour to post it on the Internet, and it started to spark heated discussions in upper-class circles.
After Mr. Mo and Ms. Li broke off the engagement, the relationship between Mo Zixuan and Li Muxue rekindled...

(End of this chapter)

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