One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

When Mrs. Cha heard his call, she immediately ran over. She had traveled a long way and her hair was messy. She didn't even care that her clothes were crooked and her shoes were sprained.

She looked at Mo Jinghui who was sitting on the edge of danger, and she almost fainted. She was trembling all over, and excitedly shouted: "Jinghui, what are you doing? Come down quickly, don't scare me, come down quickly."

Seeing Mrs. Cha, Mo Jinghui’s nerves tensed up, and his expression was nervous: “Mom, don’t come over here, if you come over here, I will jump down.”

Mrs. Cha was so frightened that she stopped rushing forward and said anxiously, "No, Jinghui, don't jump. No matter what you said, I promised you. Don't jump. Be good and come down quickly. Mom is almost scared to death by you. Come down quickly..."

Mo Jinghui looked at her and shook his head gently, saying with a sad face: "Mom, I'm sorry, I can't be the good son you want, I really can't do it, I'm too tired..."

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it. As long as you come down and come back to me, everything will be fine. Mom can't live without you. Please come down soon, I beg you, you are mom's life, please come down soon..." Mrs. Cha pleaded with tears streaming down her face.

Mo Jinghui looked at her and said with tears in his eyes: "I can't stay with you. Don't force me. I will suffocate."

Mrs. Cha's heart was broken. She had planned everything for him, but he just wanted to escape.

Although she was heartbroken, she couldn't show it, and just went along with him: "Okay, I won't force you. It's okay if you don't want to stay with me. As long as you can live well, Mom will be happy. You go to Xiaoyun first, then go ahead, I won't stop you, really, come down quickly..."

Mo Jinghui didn't believe her words: "You don't keep your word. You won't stop your ambition and your grand plan. You will only calm down when I leave. I'm tired, and you're tired too. I want you to live a good life and stop being so tired."

"Mom is not tired. As long as it is for your good, Mom will not be tired of doing anything." Mrs. Cha said sincerely with tears in her eyes.

"You are like this, constantly striving for success, but I don't want to see you like this, Mom. You have to take good care of yourself." Mo Jinghui said with tears in his eyes, slowly turning around and facing away from her.

"Jinghui, no, I promised you that no matter what difficulties you have, I will solve them with you." Mo Jingchen shouted anxiously.

Mo Jinghui looked up at the balloon floating in the air with the wind. It suddenly burst and then fell quickly. A look of despair suddenly appeared on his face. He murmured, "Giving up halfway will only make you stay where you are. Everything will start over again. Nothing will change. Goodbye."

The balloon burst, completely shattering the last bit of hope in his heart.

With a loud thunder in the sky, heavy rain suddenly poured down. Mo Jinghui's body leaned forward, like a kite with a broken string, sinking rapidly.

"Ah, Jinghui..." Seeing Mo Jinghui falling, Mrs. Cha rushed forward screaming like a madman.

The bodyguard at the side quickly grabbed her, fearing that she would jump down in a fit of impulse.

Mo Jingchen rushed over quickly, trying to catch Mo Jinghui, but it was too late. He could not catch anything and could only watch him fall from the tall building. His mind went blank.

"Jinghui...my Jinghui...ahhh..." Mrs. Cha was completely unable to accept the fact before her. She put her hands on her head and screamed in grief.

The tragedy happened so suddenly that people around could not help but look at each other in confusion.

When Xiaoyun received a call from Mo Jinghui, her anxiety quickly grew. Just when she was anxious and at a loss, she saw a message in the group saying that Mo Jinghui was on the top floor of the company and seemed to want to jump off the building.

She was so scared that she quickly took a taxi and rushed to the company.

The driver recognized her and was very happy to see her: "Aren't you Xiaoyun who was very popular some time ago? I've seen the commercials you shot. You were really beautiful. But I haven't seen you since the Qi Group was acquired. What a pity. I thought you would make your debut in a movie."

The driver's words reminded her of the past. If Mo Jinghui hadn't paid for her to have plastic surgery, she would still be that ugly girl with a cleft lip, and others would look down on her.

The tears in her eyes suddenly burst out, and she said anxiously: "Uncle, please, please drive faster, I have something important to do and can't delay, I beg you..."

Seeing that she was crying in anxiety, the driver immediately comforted her, saying, "Xiao Yun, don't worry, I'll speed up." The driver immediately increased the speed of the car and rushed towards the destination.

Xiaoyun was scrolling through the messages in the group, her heart breaking: "Jinghui, why are you so stupid? You still have me. No matter what happens, I will support you and stay by your side. Jinghui, wait for me, you must wait for me..."

The taxi soon arrived in front of the Mo Group Building. Xiaoyun saw from afar a lot of people gathered there. Even though it was raining heavily, they did not leave but looked up. Before she remembered to get off the car, she heard everyone exclaim in shock almost at the same time.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and then a black shadow fell from the sky. With a bang, bright red blood splashed with the rain, and blood flowed on the ground.

Time seemed to stand still in an instant. Xiaoyun's mind went blank for three seconds. With a loud thunder, she came to her senses, pushed the car door open, got out quickly, and stumbled forward.

The driver was also shocked when he saw the scene in front of him: "What's going on? Someone jumped off the building?"

The people surrounding Mo Jinghui saw Xiaoyun coming and silently made way for her to pass.

Looking at the motionless man lying in a pool of blood, Xiaoyun's face was covered with water droplets, she couldn't tell whether they were rain or tears. Her legs seemed to be suddenly filled with lead and she could hardly move.

The man was very close, but Xiaoyun felt as if she had walked for a century. When she reached him, her knees softened and she knelt down with a plop. She reached out and hugged him. The man was covered in blood. He was soaked and the temperature from his body was fading quickly.

Pearl-like tears quickly flowed from Xiaoyun's eyes and dripped onto the man's face. She opened her mouth wide, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something. It took a long time before she could cry out. Her cry was sad and tearing, and it sounded even more tragic under the rolling thunder.

Those who hear it are sad and those who hear it shed tears.

Xiaoyun hugged Mo Jinghui and burst into tears. Her cry that shook the earth and penetrated the sound of thunder and rain, making everyone unable to help but cover their faces and shed tears.

"Jinghui, my Jinghui..." Mrs. Cha came down from the stairs. Her legs were weak and she could no longer walk. The bodyguard helped her down.

When she saw Xiaoyun hugging Mo Jinghui and crying, she immediately rushed over, pushed her away, snatched Mo Jinghui back, pointed at her, tears of resentment flowed from her eyes, and uttered sharp curses, "It's you, bitch, who killed my son. It's you who killed him. I want you to be buried with her. Catch her..."

The bodyguard immediately rushed forward and grabbed Xiaoyun, who was crying heartbreakingly and was already in excruciating pain.

Xiaoyun did not struggle. She cried out in despair: "Kill me, kill me. I want to accompany Jinghui. I want to go to hell with him. Kill me..."

Looking at Xiaoyun who was determined to die, the bodyguard was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Do you think I really don't dare to kill you? You killed my son, you deserve to die." Mrs. Cha was heartbroken. She slowly came to Xiaoyun and suddenly reached out and strangled her neck.

Xiaoyun slowly raised her head, closed her eyes, a smile slowly appeared at the corners of her lips, and she said softly: "Thank you."

Mo Jinghui is gone, and she doesn't want to live anymore. She doesn't want him to go on the road alone. She just wants to catch up with him on his way to the underworld as soon as possible.

Mrs. Cha was both grief-stricken and angry at the moment, and just wanted to strangle Xiaoyun to death, but when she saw the look of longing for relief on her face, her hands suddenly became powerless.

"Stop, Auntie, you are crazy. Jinghui used his death to protect Xiaoyun. You are strangling her to death now. Do you hope that Jinghui will die with regrets?" Mo Jingchen came and saw that she was strangling Xiaoyun. He immediately rushed up and pulled her hands away with force. He yelled at her in the heavy rain.

Xiaoyun opened her tearful eyes and shouted, "Don't save me, let me die, let me leave with Jinghui, let me die..."

"That's enough." Seeing her expression of wanting to die, Mo Jingchen suppressed his inner grief, raised his palm, hit her face, and said angrily, "Jinghui sacrificed himself to save you. He hoped that you could live on strongly. Do you want to disappoint his last wish?"

The slap hurt Xiaoyun so much that her knees went weak and she knelt on the ground, crying loudly: “I can’t do it… Jinghui is dead… I can’t live without him… He left me… What should I do… How can I live on… I don’t want him to die… Wuuuu…”

Mo Jingchen slowly squatted down in front of her, stretched out his hand to grab her collar, and stared at her fiercely through the hazy rain, saying word by word: "If you want Jinghui to die with regrets, then you can die. He sacrificed himself to save you. Think carefully."

After he said that, he slowly loosened his hand, stood up, and looked at Mrs. Cha who was hugging Mo Jinghui and crying almost to death. She felt very heavy and uncomfortable.

Mo Jinghui used to be a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to kick him when they saw him. But under Xiaoyun's guidance, he gradually turned from evil to good. He is still so young and has a bright future. Who would have thought that he would choose to go to extremes.

The person who killed Mo Jinghui was not Xiaoyun, but Madam Cha. She pushed him too hard, which made him want to commit suicide.

At the Mo family's house, Qiao Bosi didn't know that Mo Jinghui was in trouble. She felt very annoyed when she heard her daughter crying non-stop.

"What happened today? It suddenly rained heavily. Isn't Zi Xin much better now? Why is she still crying? It's so annoying." Qiao Bosi had a dark face and looked very unhappy.

Xiao Wei held Little Pea in her arms, feeling a little helpless: "The weather forecast said that a typhoon was coming, so it would rain heavily. Little Pea had cried very little today, but I don't know why, but she suddenly started crying loudly just now, and I couldn't stop her no matter how hard I tried to comfort her."

"She just cries all day long. It's so annoying." It was raining outside and he couldn't let her go out. Qiao Bosi's face was full of impatience.

At this moment, a maid ran in from outside with a panicked look on her face, and shouted in horror: "Second Young Master's Madam, it's terrible, something happened to the Second Young Master, something happened to him..."

Qiao Bosi glanced at her coldly and said with an unhappy look, "What are you arguing about? It makes my head hurt. What can happen to that loser?"

She specifically told Mrs. Cha that Mo Jinghui had mortgaged his shares to Mo Jingchen. Mrs. Cha should now be taking Mo Jinghui to settle accounts with Mo Jingchen. Mo Jingchen would definitely not return the shares to them so easily.

With Mrs. Cha's temper, she would definitely not pay for the redemption. At this point, they should be going to the old man to make trouble, and it's time for her to go and watch the fun.

The maid couldn't hold back and burst into tears, saying loudly: "Second Young Master's wife, the Second Young Master is gone."

Xiao Wei was coaxing Little Pea, and when she heard the maid's words, she was startled and asked in shock, "What did you say, what happened to the second young master?"

The maid said with tears in her eyes: "The second young master jumped from the top floor of the company and is gone."

Qiao Bosi shuddered suddenly, sat up from the chaise longue, stared at the maid sharply, and asked in disbelief, "You said the second young master is dead?"

The maid nodded and said sadly: "This matter has been reported in the news. The old man fainted after hearing the news and was just sent to the hospital."

Xiaowei looked down at Little Pea who was crying even louder and louder, and she suddenly realized that she must have felt the departure of her biological father, which was why she was crying so sadly.

The expression on Qiao Bosi's face froze: "That loser is really dead, how could he die so soon, how could he..." She has always hated Mo Jinghui. She should be happy that he is dead, but at this moment, she doesn't feel happy at all, all she feels is disbelief.

The maid choked up and said, "I heard that the Madam pushed him too hard. He wanted freedom and didn't want to be bound by the Madam anymore, so he jumped from the top floor. Some people also said that the Madam forced him to separate from Xiaoyun, but the Second Young Master refused, so the Madam hired someone to harm Xiaoyun. In order to protect Xiaoyun, the Second Young Master chose to sacrifice himself."

Hearing this, Qiao Bosi's eyes turned red. He picked up the cup on the table and threw it to the ground, roaring angrily, "What a waste. He actually jumped off the building for a cheap woman who had plastic surgery. What's the point of me working so hard to give birth to a daughter for him? He just walked away and I got nothing."

Xiaowei quickly hugged Little Pea and walked away, feeling very sad and heartbroken. The Second Young Master was gone, and even a maid could be so sad, while the Second Young Master's wife only had interests in her mind.