One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Nan Xiang looked at Xiao Wei who left in a panic, frowned and said: "Xiao Wei doesn't look like someone who would help the evildoer. She is different from Xiao Cui. She must have some reasons for listening to Qiao Bosi so much." This girl doesn't look like a bad person, and her thoughts are not that deep.

"What difficulties could she have? She helps Qiao Bosi to harm others time and again. If she doesn't think carefully, she will end up like Xiao Cui sooner or later." Xiaoman said to Xiaowei, feeling very disappointed with her.

Seeing her so angry, Nan Xiang relaxed her shoulders slightly, looked at Xiao Yun who looked melancholy, and said with concern: "Xiao Yun, you have to be careful here, Qiao Bosi will definitely find a way to deal with you."

Xiaoyun's eyes were still a little red and swollen, her face was pale, and she looked a little haggard. Her whole condition was very bad. She said in a hoarse voice, "Madam, I understand."

This was not her first time here, and she knew very well what kind of person Qiao Bosi was. If her baby was really a boy as Mrs. Cha wished, Qiao Bosi would probably go crazy.

"You are in a very bad condition and look very pale. I know Jinghui's departure is a big blow to you, but you are pregnant now. You should cheer yourself up and live well for yourself and the child." Nan Xiang felt distressed when she saw her like this.

Before Mo Jinghui died, he called her personally to apologize and asked her to help take care of Xiaoyun and Xiaowandou.

If anything happened to Xiaoyun, she would really feel guilty towards him.

Just now when Qiao Bosi was here, Xiaoyun was actually very nervous, fearing that she would do something to her. Now that she was gone, she no longer had to pretend to be strong in front of Nan Xiang, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

She choked up and said, "I miss him so much." He told her that there are always more solutions than problems. They had been through so many things before and they had always made it through. She really didn't know why he couldn't hold on this time and chose such an extreme and desperate way.

Nan Xiang stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently held her shoulders, his eyes reddened, and he comforted her uncomfortably: "I know you miss him very much, but he has left. You have to be brave and face the reality firmly. He knows that you are so sad, and he will be very worried if he knows it in the afterlife."

Xiaoyun leaned her face on her shoulder, unable to control herself any longer, and burst into tears: "He is so cruel, he said that he would hold my hand and would not let me go no matter how difficult it was, but he broke his promise, he doesn't want me anymore, not even our child... wuwuwu..."

Nan Xiang hugged her and patted her back gently, wanting to comfort her, but she couldn't help but choked with sadness and didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Xiaoman watched Xiaoyun crying like a tearful child and felt very sad.

Mo Jinghui chose this path of no return, and the person who should bear the greatest responsibility is Mrs. Cha. If she hadn't pushed him too hard, Mo Jinghui would not have chosen to jump off the building.

"Xiao Yun, don't be so sad. Crying too much is not good for your health. You have to take care of the baby in your belly even if you don't take care of yourself." Nan Xiang was afraid that she would cry too much and hurt her body. Even though she was very sad and wanted to cry with her, she had to hold it back.

"Xiao Yun, the young lady is right. You must take good care of yourself. At least you still have a child. You are not left with nothing, and we will take care of you." Xiao Man said seriously.

Xiaoyun raised her head, looked at them with tearful eyes, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

She agreed to let Mrs. Cha move into the Mo family to take care of her pregnancy mainly because Nan Xiang was here. Otherwise, she really wouldn't dare to move in and fight Qiao Bosi alone. Compared to her, she was too stupid. By then, she wouldn't even know how one body and two lives died.

Nan Xiang reached out and gently placed her hand on her shoulder, looked at her, and said seriously: "I promised Jinghui that I would take good care of you, Xiaoyun, you must find me if you have any problems, understand?"

Mo Jinghui chose a path of no return, but he could not let go of Xiaoyun. He was afraid that she would be unable to get over it after he died, and he was even more afraid that Mrs. Cha would not let her go after he died.

In the Mo family, the only one who could protect Xiaoyun and dared to go against Mrs. Cha was the kind-hearted and brave Nan Xiang.

Xiaoyun nodded gently, reached out to take the tissue handed to her by Xiaoman, wiped the tears from her face, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions for a moment."

"It's okay. You look very haggard. You must not have had a good rest these days. Go and have some rest. If you are hungry, ask the maid to prepare food for you. Auntie hasn't arranged a maid for you yet. How about this? I'll let Xiaoli take care of you. She has been with me for a while and she is pretty good at doing things."

Xiaoli was someone Nanxiang had employed before, so she felt more at ease letting her take care of Xiaoyun. If she arranged for someone else to come, she was worried that they would be bribed by Qiao Bosi.

Xiaoyun nodded slightly and said gratefully, "I'll follow your arrangements." Nanxiang had been very good to her before. Xiaoyun trusted her very much and knew that she would not harm her.

"Then have a good rest and don't think too much about other things. Xiaoman, help Xiaoyun to the bed to rest." Mo Jinghui's funeral has come to an end, and it's time for her to have a good rest.

Xiaoman immediately stepped forward, supported Xiaoyun and said, "Xiaoyun, let me help you to the bed to rest. Don't worry. I will call Xiaoli over later. She is not a weak person. If Qiao Bosi comes to bully you again, she will definitely help you."

Xiaoli was very dissatisfied with what Qiao Bosi did. She was not afraid of her like the other maids.

Xiaoyun said worriedly, "The eldest young lady is about to give birth, and if Xiaoli comes to take care of me, then the eldest young lady will be short of people, right?"

Nan Xiang smiled gently and said, "Xiao Yun, you don't have to worry about me. When I give birth, there will be a confinement nanny to take care of me. And with Xiao Man here, how can there be a shortage of people? If all else fails, I will ask the housekeeper to arrange another maid for me. It's okay."

Hearing her say this, Xiaoyun felt relieved. She had indeed not been eating or sleeping well in the past few days. She looked haggard and as soon as she lay down on the bed, she felt tired.

Nan Xiang waited until she fell asleep, then she and Xiao Man left quietly.

Afraid that something might happen to her here, she asked Xiaoli to come and take care of her as soon as she returned.

Qiao Bo thought that he had failed to harm Xiaoyun, so he went back to the house and flew into a rage. He picked up his shoes and threw them at Xiaowei, saying angrily, "You had such a good opportunity just now, but you didn't do it. Do you want to piss me off to death?"

Xiao Wei looked terrified, and was so anxious that she almost couldn't hold back her tears: "Second Young Master's Madam, it's not that I don't want to do it, but just when I was about to do it, Second Young Master's Madam and Xiao Man came."

"When they weren't here, I urged you to start, but you just kept dragging your feet. Don't think I didn't see that you were just stalling for time." Qiao Bosi blamed angrily.

Xiaowei was beaten and scolded by her, but she did not resist at all, nor did she dare to say a word to defend herself. She just stood there with red eyes and tears in her eyes, not daring to move.

Xiaoyun just got pregnant, and the child is the flesh and blood of the second young master who just passed away. Xiaoyun relies on this child to support herself to survive. How could she bear to harm her? If Qiao Bosi hadn't threatened her with the safety of her own relatives, she really wouldn't want to do that.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Qiao Bosi became even angrier, grabbing her clothes and beating her, "I'm telling you, I will never let anyone compete with me for the family property. The bastard in her belly must die. I am the legitimate daughter-in-law of the Mo family. I, Zi Xin, am the eldest daughter of the Mo family. Anyone who dares to compete with me for the family property must die."

Xiao Wei was beaten so hard that she curled up, trembling uncontrollably, her mouth tightly shut, not daring to say a word. She had always known that Qiao Bosi was a cruel person who had even used his own daughter, and now he was even targeting his unborn child. She felt really bad.

She wanted to resist, but as long as she thought about her family being threatened by her, she couldn't move forward. Tears were welling up in her eyes. She really didn't want to live this kind of life worse than death anymore. Who could come and save her?

After venting his anger and scolding her until he was tired and thunderous, Qiao Bosi let her go and leaned back on the chaise longue. His pair of vicious eyes were filled with sinister aura as he was calculating how to remove the obstacle that was an eyesore to her.

Xiao Wei heard Mo Zixin crying in the room. She endured the pain in her body and ran into the room to comfort her, so as not to disturb Qiao Bosi and make her angry again.

Mo Jinghui's funeral has come to an end, but the entire Mo family is still shrouded in gloom. The old man has not yet been able to accept this fact. Mrs. Cha has lost her beloved son and has been depressed all day long. She is in a very bad mood. Not long after, she fell ill and lay in bed, unable to get up.

Knowing that Mrs. Cha was ill, Xiaoyun, although she had not yet recovered from the grief of losing Mo Jinghui, hoped that she could fulfill her filial piety on Mo Jinghui's behalf, so she went to take care of her personally.

"Madam, it's time to take your medicine." When the time came, Xiaoyun prepared medicine and water for her, sat beside her bed, and served her the medicine.

With her help, Mrs. Cha sat up with some difficulty and leaned on the pillow. She looked pale, sick, haggard, and much older.

She took the medicine, looked at Xiaoyun, and thought of Mo Jinghui again. Her heart ached like a knife, and her eyes suddenly became moist. She said sadly: "Xiaoyun, can you tell me about you and Jinghui? I want to know that he doesn't rely on the Mo family and lives a self-reliant life outside."

Xiaoyun nodded gently, choked up, and said hoarsely: "Jinghui and I live a simple life outside, but we both feel very happy and fulfilled. The bar is opened by a friend of Jinghui. He works as a bartender and I work as a waiter. The boss takes good care of us and treats us very well. He won't blame us if we do something wrong."

Xiaoyun raised her hand, gently wiped away the tears that were sliding down her eyes, and choked up as she said, "He said that he used to be soaked in a wine jar, and he knows the properties of wine very well. He can mix wine that will satisfy all the customers. He also plans to participate in the bartending competition next month. The boss said that he will definitely win the championship, and everyone supports him."

Hearing this, Mrs. Cha couldn't help but shed tears. Under her wing, she only knew how to indulge and control him. She only knew that he liked to live a life of debauchery, but she never knew that he had this ability.

Xiaoyun wiped away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more tears she shed. She couldn't help but break down. "The boss said that after Jinghui finishes the competition, as long as he wins a prize, he will raise his salary and make him the bar manager. Jinghui is looking forward to it. He is very confident in himself. He said he will definitely win the championship and won't let anyone down."

Unfortunately, he no longer has this chance, his time has stopped forever.

When Mrs. Cha heard this, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Mo Jinghui would rather be a bartender outside than come back to be the second young master of the Mo family. She used to think he was stupid, but now, she seemed to understand him a little. It was just too late, and everything was irreversible.

Xiaoyun put her hand over her aching heart, trying to hold back the grief. She forced a smile on her face and said, "Everyone says Jinghui has changed. He used to be arrogant, domineering, and arrogant. He did all kinds of bad things and was a real bad guy. Everyone hated him and wanted to beat him up..."

Mrs. Cha cried and said, "It's my fault. I spoiled him like this..."

In the past, no matter how big a trouble Mo Jinghui got into, she would always help him clean up the mess. Their Mo family was rich, and there was nothing in this world that money couldn't solve. She thought that spoiling him and pampering him was the best thing for him, but she didn't expect that it would actually harm him.

Xiaoyun wiped her tears and choked up as she said, "He's really good now. He's very nice to everyone. He gets paid and has money, so he'll treat everyone to a midnight snack. In the bar, no matter who has a problem, he'll take the initiative to help, not afraid of being tired or working hard. When he gets home from work, he'll cook for me and take the initiative to do the housework. He says he likes this kind of life and he's very happy..."

Mrs. Cha's heart ached even more and she could hardly breathe: "Jinghui...my Jinghui..." She was the one who hurt him.

Xiaoyun reached out and gently pressed her belly, saying sadly, "Jinghui really wants to have a baby with me. He said he would definitely convince the Second Young Master's wife to sign the divorce papers."

Mrs. Cha stretched out her trembling hand and covered the back of her hand. She said with a sad and serious expression: "Xiaoyun, don't worry, I will definitely let Bai Si sign the divorce papers. She is not worthy of me, Jinghui, and I will not recognize her."

This is Jinghui's wish. No matter what, she will help him achieve it so that he can die with a smile on his face.

Xiaoyun looked gloomy. Mo Jinghui was no longer with her, and his absurd marriage with Qiao Bosi had long been dead in name only. To her, it was no longer important.

What she likes is Mo Jinghui as a person, not the Mo family's property.

Qiao Bosi stood outside the door, listening to their conversation, her face revealing murderous anger. Mrs. Cha actually wanted to kick her away and promote this little bitch to the top. She clenched her fists tightly, her face twisted. She was tired of living, and she would fulfill her wish.