Pampering His Sweet Wife - Chapter 901

Before, she was too stubborn to delay the young couple until now

The ice and snow under Rosalind’s eyes gradually melted, and the figure entangled in the corridor was gradually covered by the closed door.

The clouds in the sky, like the misty cotton yarn, are gently spread on the blue sky like the sea.

A gust of wind, refreshing and pleasant, blowing the grass and trees on this cemetery, causing a sound of small pieces.

Ruan Xiaomo, wearing a white dress and a lotus colored wool jacket, stood in front of a tombstone.

Light wind swept her hair and skirt, constantly fluttering.

Her eyes rested on the name on the tombstone.

Mo Xiuze.

Ruan Xiaomo silently recited the name in her heart, and her eyes could not help but burst into tears.

Finally

She finally found the killer who shot him on the cruise ship.

To Mo Xiuze, she can have an account at last.

“Mr. mo.” Su Qiqi said: “Xiaomo has found out the sniper for you. The person who hurt you has got his due end. You can close your eyes.”

Ruan Xiaomo lowered his head, and his eyes could not help moistening.

In front of her, Mo Xiuze did not hesitate to stand in front of her and block the sniper’s bullet for her.

In the period of escape, he knew that his life would not be long, but he still made such a proposal

At that time, she did not know that he would not live long at all.

When I think about it now, what kind of mood did Mo Xiuze have when he arranged the garden like that and proposed to her?

He knows clearly that She couldn’t have agreed, and he couldn’t have been with her.

All that Su Qiqi later told her showed that Mo Xiuze only held the idea of taking her away from Jin liefeng from the beginning.

The rest, he is not so greedy.

“Ruan Xiaomo!”

With a low male voice, the next second, she was pressed into a strong embrace.

“Why are you crying? Didn’t the man find it?! Isn’t that good news for him? There’s nothing to cry about! Cry, cry! Your tears are worthless

The jealous man doesn’t gently reproach her at all, but even he doesn’t know how soft it is to wipe her tears.

“Eyes, tears What’s the value of it Ruan Xiaomo tried his best to push his hand away: “it’s not like the mermaid princess in the fairy tale. She burst into tears.”

Jin liefeng treats her like a child. She doesn’t waste her hand. It’s OK to wipe her own tears. She doesn’t need his help.

Besides, there is Su Qiqi standing beside her, which affects her image in front of Su Qiqi too much.

“Why is it not worth money?”?! Don’t move The man wrung his brow and glared at her displeasantly: “what tears become beads, my woman’s tears, what broken beads can match?”

Jin liefeng’s wife, kW’s president’s wife, is extremely expensive from head to toe!

Besides, who dares to make her cry, he will make that person cry blind!

It’s just

Jin liefeng glanced at the clean tombstone in front of him.

It’s just that the person who makes her cry now really can’t make her cry blind.

What can a dead man do?

I knew that she would cry when she came, so I insisted that she would not come by herself. Just find someone to report the news directly in front of Mo Xiuze’s tombstone.

Anyway, the person caught, the original thing, also have found out, to this man, also can be regarded as have explained!

That’s it!

Ruan Xiaomo

Does this man really talk so crazy

She’s just giving me an example, OK?

“I’m too lazy to tell you.” Ruan Xiaomo took a look at Su Qiqi, who was looking at both of them. He quickly stood up straight and said in a low voice: “Jin liefeng, let me go quickly!”

But men don’t let go.

He took her by the waist and seemed to be worried that she was here.

“No!” President Jin Da sticks firmly to his wife.

Ruan Xiaomo couldn’t pull him away, so he could only murmur and complain in a low voice: “I knew I wouldn’t let you follow me…”

Originally, she wanted to come by herself, but the man didn’t know what to worry about, so he had to follow her.

Now, she wanted to say something quietly in front of Mo Xiuze’s tomb. It seems impossible.

“Ruan Xiaomo, what are you talking about?”

President Jin Da’s ears are so good that she can’t even hear her whispering complaints.

Ruan Xiaomo quickly shook his head: “no, no, I didn’t say anything.”

If the narrow-minded man knew that she had just disliked him coming, he would have to blow his hair.She didn’t want to quarrel with Mo Xiuze in front of his grave and Su Qiqi.

This is the place where Mo Xiuze sleeps quietly. He shouldn’t be disturbed by the noise.

“That’s good.”

Su Qiqi looked at them, originally some desolate face, with a trace of envy smile.

Ruan Xiaomo didn’t respond. Why did she suddenly utter such a sentence and blankly “ah”.

Su Qiqi put her hands behind her back, raised her lips, looked at Ruan Xiaomo, and said in a soft voice, “I mean, it’s good to see you and Mr. Jin like this now.”

Mr. Mo’s hope before he died did not fail.

Mr. Jin is very kind to Xiaomo.

So good that I didn’t even want to see her shed a tear.

Such feelings Mr. Mo was right in the beginning.

Ruan Xiaomo realized that she lowered her head uneasily and didn’t know what to say in response to Su Qiqi.

She and Jin liefeng have gone through a lot of difficulties and difficulties. Now Rosalind has recognized her, and they both have made great efforts.

But Su Qiqi is not so lucky.

Su Qiqi and Ruan Ruyan love Mo Xiuze deeply.

Ruan Ruyan went to extremes for Mo Xiuze’s madness, even at the expense of his own life.

Su Qiqi has been quietly with Mo Xiuze, in the end, in addition to the tombstone, nothing can be grasped.

Her present happiness, compared with Su Qiqi’s loneliness, makes her not know what to say to comfort her.

“Xiaomo, you don’t need to feel any psychological burden on it.”

Su Qiqi came forward, took her hand and looked at her with a smile.

“I haven’t been in touch with Mr. Mo as long as you know him, but I know him, at least in terms of emotion, just like me.”

Ruan Xiaomo raised her eyes and looked at Su Qiqi’s faint smile.

“Everything he does is willing, and so am I

Su Qiqi turned her head and looked at the cold tombstone, with nostalgia and deep feeling in her eyes.

“Some things can’t be calculated on the basis of gain.” “Otherwise, it’s not emotion,” she said softly