One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Listening to Nan Xiang's anxious words, Mo Jingchen couldn't help but worry and said, "Okay, I'll go find him right away, and I'll let you know if there's any news."

"Okay, go find him quickly." Nan Xiang said, hung up the call, slowly put down the phone, looked out the window, only to see that the sky had darkened, a strong wind was blowing, sand and rocks were flying, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily.

Seeing that the weather was getting bad, Xiaoman quickly shouted, "Xiaoli, it looks like it's going to rain heavily, go and collect the clothes."

Xiaoli, who was working, responded and hurried to collect the clothes.

Nan Xiang put his hand over his uneasy heart and said softly, "I hope he is fine and doesn't do anything stupid." Xiaoyun needs him, and Xiaowandou also needs him. He can't be so irresponsible.

Mo Jinghui was sitting on the top floor, his eyes almost closed by the strong wind. He called Nan Xiang and then brought the phone to Xiaoyun.

Poor Xiaoyun was wandering helplessly in the rental house waiting for him to come back. When she saw him calling, she immediately answered the phone and asked with a sob, "Jinghui, where are you?"

She really wanted to ask him when he would come back, but she was afraid of hearing an answer that would break her heart.

Mo Jinghui looked at the flashing lightning in the sky and said affectionately: "Xiaoyun, I love you, I really love you, I don't know when I fell in love with you, I really thank you for letting me live such a happy life."

It was she who made him realize that he could survive with his own hands without relying on anyone else. It was she who made him realize that he was still a valuable person, not a salted fish without a soul, ideals, or goals in life.

His affectionate confession made Xiaoyun panic: "Jinghui, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly say such a thing?"

Mo Jinghui closed his tired eyes and said softly, "Xiaoyun, you have to promise me that even if I am no longer by your side, you will live bravely and strongly."

Xiaoyun's heart suddenly felt like being pierced by a needle, causing her even breathing pain. She choked and asked, "Jinghui, what do you mean by that? Is it your mother who won't let you come back? Do you not want me anymore in the future?"

Mo Jinghui was a little reluctant and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yun, I still have some money on my card. Go and withdraw it. Be frugal. It will last you a while. If you meet a man you like, be with him and stop thinking about me."

"I don't... I don't want your money... I only want you... I don't want any other man... Jinghui... Sincerity can move mountains and stones... As long as our love is stronger than gold... No one can separate us..." Xiaoyun couldn't help but shed tears drop by drop.

"Xiao Yun, I love you!" Mo Jinghui said and quickly hung up the phone. He was afraid that if he continued talking, he would burst into tears.

"Jinghui..." Why did he hang up the call? She hadn't finished talking to him yet. Xiaoyun grabbed the phone and tapped on the screen with trembling fingers, trying desperately to dial back his number, but the call could no longer be connected.

Xiaoyun couldn't get through to him and couldn't help but break down and cry: "Jinghui, why didn't you answer my call? I don't want to be separated from you, I don't want to..."

After Mo Jinghui finished calling Xiaoyun, he sat on the rooftop, looking at the sky flashing with lightning, tears couldn't help but slide down his eyes: "Xiaoyun, I have brought you too much wind and rain, only when I leave can you live well, you must promise me that you must live strong."

His life has always been manipulated. He doesn't like Qiao Bosi and they are incompatible with each other, but everyone forces them to get married. He likes Xiaoyun, but they don't agree. If he doesn't come, Xiaoyun will be in great trouble.

"I'm so tired." He felt tired from head to toe.

He looked down at his cell phone, seeing the familiar phone number, his mood was complicated. He loved and hated Mrs. Tea. She gave him everything, but she also deprived him of everything.

With trembling fingers, he dialed Mrs. Tea's number.

The call was quickly connected, and Mrs. Cha's angry voice came from the phone immediately: "Where on earth have you been? We are fighting, and the victory or defeat depends on this day, but you turned around and ran away. I don't know where you are, and the phone can't be reached. Do you want to piss me off to death?"

Mrs. Cha had never been so angry as she was at this moment. Everything she could do was for him, but he backed down at the last minute. What was the difference between this and betraying her? She felt really distressed. This was her son whom she had high hopes for, but he was like a hopeless person. It was really infuriating.

Listening to Mrs. Cha's roaring and raging, Mo Jinghui would have been scared in the past, but now, his mood unexpectedly became extremely peaceful. A faint smile slowly appeared on the corners of his lips, and he said, "Mom, I feel relieved to hear your roar so full of energy."

At least it proved that she was in good health, so he could leave with peace of mind.

Mrs. Cha, who was furious, was stunned when she heard his inexplicable words: "You useless and rebellious son, what are you talking about? Where have you been?"

She asked the bodyguards to follow him, but who knew he was so cunning that he actually shook off the bodyguards. Now no one knows where he is hiding.

Mo Jinghui smiled gently and said, "Mom, thank you for loving me so much all these years. No matter how big a mess I got into, you always helped me sort it out. If you hadn't helped me solve the problem, I think I would have given up long ago."

Mo Jinghui had never said such words to her. Mrs. Cha suddenly felt uneasy. She held the phone tightly and asked loudly in a somewhat frustrated tone, "Jinghui, where are you? Tell me quickly, where are you?"

Mo Jinghui ignored her, as if he was talking to himself: "The weather has been getting colder recently, you should wear more clothes and take good care of yourself. I will remember your kindness to me, but this love is too heavy and always makes me breathless. Mom, I love you very much, but sometimes, I hate you very much..."

He had a smile on his face, but tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes: "I'm tired. I don't want to be treated as a chess piece by you anymore. I don't want to see so many struggles anymore. I'm really tired."

"Jinghui, don't scare me. Where are you? I'll find you now. If you don't want me to do something, I don't have to do it. Tell me where you are?" Something was wrong with him. Mrs. Cha's heart began to tremble violently. She reached out and patted the seat in front of her and shouted, "Turn the car around and go back to the company. Quickly..."

Jinghui didn't drive over. He didn't walk far. She heard a loud wind sound coming from his cell phone. He must still be near the company.

The driver heard her panicked cry and quickly turned the car around and returned to the company.

The wind on the rooftop was getting stronger and stronger. Mo Jinghui listened to Mrs. Cha's panicked words. He felt a little reluctant: "Mom, don't worry about me. I'm just going to do what I want to do. I'll be fine. I hope that in the next life, I don't want to be your son anymore. Can you forgive me?"

"Jinghui, what do you want to do? Everything your mother has done is for you. You don't want to be my son anymore. What have I done wrong?" Mrs. Cha couldn't believe what she heard and couldn't help crying in grief.

"It's a blessing to be your son, really." Mo Jinghui choked up, "But I'm too tired, so tired that I can't breathe. Promise me, no matter what happens, don't bother Xiaoyun again. She is the only woman I love in my life, and I owe her too much."

"Stop talking nonsense to me and tell me where you are." The more Mrs. Cha listened, the more uneasy she became. She couldn't help but yell in disarray.

Just as Mo Jinghui was about to say something, Mo Jingchen suddenly called out from behind him: "Jinghui, what are you doing sitting in such a dangerous place? Come down quickly. It's so windy here, it's very dangerous."

Mo Jingchen's voice was loud and anxious. Mrs. Cha's heart tightened instantly. She asked excitedly, "Jinghui, where are you? Tell mom where you are. Don't scare me..."

"Madam, I just received news that the second young master has gone to the top floor of the company." The bodyguard sitting in the front saw the message on the phone and immediately turned around to tell Madam Cha.

At this time, Mo Jinghui's voice came from the phone: "Don't come over, or I will jump down immediately."

Mrs. Cha was struck by lightning, and her eyes went dark. She screamed in fear: "Jinghui, what are you doing on the top floor? Come down quickly, don't do anything stupid. Mom will come to you now. We can discuss anything. Don't do anything stupid."

Mo Jinghui stopped Mo Jingchen who wanted to come forward to pull him, picked up the phone, and continued to plead in a firm tone: "Mom, you must promise me that you can't go to Xiaoyun to make trouble, you promise me."

Mrs. Cha was so shocked that she could hardly hold the phone. She said hurriedly, "I promise you, I promise that I will never bother Xiaoyun again, but you have to come down first. We can discuss it slowly if there is anything."

Hearing that she agreed to his request, Mo Jinghui smiled happily: "Mom, thank you, you are really good, I want to go, goodbye, no, I can't be the good son you want, let's not see each other again, so as not to make you angry, mom, goodbye forever."

After Mo Jinghui finished speaking, he loosened his grip and the phone immediately fell directly from the top floor and shattered into pieces.

Mrs. Cha was so frightened that she screamed in fear: "Jinghui... don't... don't do anything stupid... Jinghui... hurry... hurry to the company... hurry..."

The driver was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He kept speeding up, and the car was running very fast on the road.

A cordon has been set up downstairs in the company, and people keep stopping to pay attention to the situation on the rooftop.

Looking at Mo Jinghui who would fall down if he tilted slightly, Mo Jingchen was shocked and angry: "You are really a hopeless person. When you encounter setbacks and problems, you just know how to escape. You just walked away like this. Are you worthy of Xiaoyun and your newborn daughter?"

Mo Jinghui looked at the dark sky indifferently, smiled gently and said: "It doesn't matter. My life will only bring them more wind, rain and suffering. Only when I am gone can they live in peace."

His mother had fought all her life, all for him. As long as he was gone, she would be at peace. His departure would make everyone feel better, and he thought it was worth it.

Seeing his will to survive was waning, Mo Jingchen was extremely anxious, but he didn't show it on the surface. He said angrily, "Do you think Auntie will really calm down if you do this? No, she won't calm down. She will only get worse. Jinghui, you are still so young and you still have a bright future. Listen to me and come down quickly."

Mo Jinghui looked at a balloon in the air, which was being blown up by the wind and was rising slowly. He showed a yearning expression on his face and said with a smile: "Brother, look at this balloon, it is free and floating in the wind. It is so free that it makes people envious. I really want to be that balloon."

Mo Jingchen immediately followed his words and comforted him: "You just want freedom, it's easy."

Mo Jinghui shook his head gently: "Impossible... My mother won't give it to me... No matter what I do... She will just say no... I'm really too tired... I want to make one last choice for my life..."

"Jinghui, don't be discouraged. You are my brother. As long as you need help, I will help you. Believe me, there are always more solutions than problems. Can you come down first?" Mo Jingchen said as he took a step forward and persuaded him in a soft voice.

"Really? You will really help me?" Mo Jinghui looked at him, his eyes lighting up.

"Of course. Haven't you heard that brothers are inseparable? I am your eldest brother and I have the responsibility to take care of you." Seeing that he was wavering, Mo Jingchen quietly took another step forward.

Mo Jinghui looked at him, feeling somewhat guilty towards him, and said apologetically: "I have done so many things to hurt you and sister-in-law in the past, you really don't blame me?" At that time, he was simply like a gangster, doing all kinds of bad things. Thinking about it now, he feels ashamed.

"You should turn away from evil and become a good person again. Nan Xiang and I have already forgiven you. Jinghui, come down. I will help you solve the problems you can't solve."

The determination and majesty in Mo Jingchen's eyes slowly convinced Mo Jinghui.

"You and your sister-in-law are really good people." Mo Jinghui slowly let down his guard.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard from the other side of the rooftop, and Mrs. Cha called out anxiously: "Jinghui, don't do anything stupid, Jinghui, we can discuss anything properly. Doing stupid things will not solve the problem, Jinghui..."

Hearing Mrs. Cha's voice, Mo Jinghui immediately felt like he was hit by a stick in the face. He trembled all over and immediately stopped Mo Jingchen who wanted to come forward to pull him: "Don't come over, you step back, otherwise I will jump down, you step back quickly..."

Mo Jinghui had already wavered, but he didn't expect that Madam Cha would come at this critical moment and make all his efforts go to waste. Mo Jingchen was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

He didn't dare to go forward. Seeing that Mo Jinghui wanted to jump, he quickly stepped back and said anxiously: "Jinghui, I'm stepping back. Don't move. Let's discuss this properly."