Chapter 289 Someone Once Saw the Gentleman Crawling on the Ground and Letting Mrs. Xuanji Sit on His Back and Ride a Big Horse.

Tang Mo'er reached out to take it, and then turned to the first page, which contained design manuscripts and various designs.

Mom's font is clear and elegant, and the design has a spiritual and free spirit.

This is my mother's design.

Tang Moer's soft white fingertips gently touched her mother's design. It was the first time that she felt so close to her mother.

She could already smell her mother's scent, sweet and warm.

Tang Moer's eyes suddenly turned red.

After a few seconds, she raised her eyes and looked at Lu Jinwen, "Is what they said...all...true?"

Lu Jinwen looked at Tang Moer's charming little face and didn't answer, just pursed her thin lips.

Tang Mo'er already got the answer, it was true.

My mother had been crazy for two years, and he not only protected Lin Xuanyin, the murderer, but also slapped her.

She pulled away her thin legs and left.

"Mo'er, where are you going? It's very late now. I'll send a car to take you off." Lu Jinwen said.

Tang Mo'er didn't look back. She curved the corners of her pretty lips in a sarcastic arc, "No, how dare I trouble Mr. Lu? I'm not familiar with Mr. Lu!"

Lu Jinwen looked at her pretty back, his handsome brows furrowed.

Tang Mo'er took two steps, but her steps stalled because she saw a handsome and tall figure in front of her.

Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan was wearing a handmade white shirt and a black suit. The suit wrapped around his muscular body. The trousers were cut like a knife edge. The bright lights of the party hit his handsome shoulders as he strolled on the lawn. , that elegant and noble face is so handsome.

He didn't know when he came, maybe he had listened to all the conversation just now.

Tang Mo'er's slender little hands clenched her mother's design drawings tightly. Her bright clear eyes looked at him with watery eyes, and she felt overwhelming sadness and grievance in her heart.

She doesn't know what's going on, but now she really wants to lean on his handsome shoulders. She really wants him to stretch out his big palm to rub her hair and tell her, Mo'er, it's okay. Your mother is very strong. Be as strong as your mother and everything will be fine.

Yu Jie's densely combed hair was stained with a little mist and became wet. Tang Mo'er stretched out her thin legs and walked towards him, calling him in a soft and waxy voice, "Mr. Gu..."

"Mo Han, why are you here?" At this time Jun Xiyan came from behind.

Gu Mohan turned his head and glanced at Jun Xiyan. Jun Xiyan came over and reached out to hold his strong arm.

Tang Moer slowly stopped.

Gu Mohan raised his handsome eyelids and glanced at Tang Mo'er. The girl stopped. She clutched her mother's design drawings tightly, as if it was the only thing she could hold on to. She grasped her bones and joints. of whitening.

Her wet black eyes looked at Jun Xiyan and then at him. Her beautiful little nose and white eyes became even redder.

She was wronged, she wanted to act coquettishly with him, and Gu Mohan knew it.

The way she looked at him now was watery and wet, so soft that it was almost dripping with water. At this moment, he felt that she was devoutly in love and dependent on him.

Jun Xiyan held Gu Mohan's strong arm and shrank her shoulders, "Mo Han, it's so windy and cold tonight."

Gu Mohan raised his knuckled fingers, took off his suit, and put it on Jun Xiyan's shoulders.

The man's body temperature remained on the suit, so comfortable and warm, as if the coldness had been dispelled all at once.

No matter how cold the night is, his suit can protect her from wind and rain. Jun Xiyan looked at Gu Mohan with a red face and said sweetly, "Mohan, thank you. It's already late now. Let's go home." Bar."

"Okay." Gu Mohan turned around and left with Jun Xiyan.

Mr. Gu is gone.

Tang Mo'er froze on the spot alone, pouting her bright red lips, looking pitiful like an abandoned little girl.

His tall shoulders and broad arms can still protect any woman from wind and rain, but he no longer belongs to her.

Tang Mo'er sniffed her red nose, then carefully placed her mother's design manuscript in the compartment of her backpack, and left.

This place doesn't belong to her.

It was like she was intruding on someone else's private property.

After taking two steps, a maid in front of her bumped into Tang Moer and her backpack.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The maid quickly apologized, her trembling look almost made Tang Moer kneel down.

Tang Mo'er almost fell, but she managed to stand firm. Looking at the maid's appearance, she shook her head and said, "It's okay."

She pulled away and left.

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Here, the two maids chatting privately ran away, and then a white and elegant figure came towards them, Lin Xuanyin came.

"Madam." The two maids greeted quickly and respectfully.

Lin Xuanyin glanced at the two maids, who nodded.

Lin Xuanyin said, "Go down."

"Yes, ma'am."

The two maids walked away. They glanced back at Lin Xuanyin and whispered, "Hey, why do you think Madam asked us to tell the eldest lady what we just said?"

"This is not simple. Madam is trying to drive a wedge between the eldest lady and the gentleman."

"Why do you, sir, dote on your wife so much, and why does she still target Mrs. Xuanji and the eldest lady like this? I feel that Mrs. Xuanji is so pitiful."

One maid looked around, then whispered in the ear of another maid, "What do you know, those are just part of it, there is another part."

"What's the meaning?"

"Mrs. Xuanji has been crazy for two years. Everyone said they would send Mrs. Xuanji to a mental hospital, but the husband kept Mrs. Xuanji in the sea view. Moreover, during those two years, the husband stayed behind closed doors and did not even visit her. Once you take one look at Mrs. Xuanyin, you will concentrate on taking care of Mrs. Xuanji."

"What?"

"It is said that Mrs. Xuanji went crazy. Her husband raised her like a daughter. He fed her, bathed her, and read her stories. Once, someone saw him crawling on the floor in the living room of a sea-view bungalow. Let Mrs. Xuanji sit on his back and ride the big horse."

"What are you talking about?" The other maid gasped in shock...

Not far away, Lin Xuanyin listened to these words quietly, her hands hanging by her sides clenched tightly into fists, and her elegant face showed signs of fragmentation.

Yes, who would have thought that Lu Jinwen, the most ruthless and cold-blooded emperor who had power over the entire imperial capital, would actually lower his powerful and powerful body to let Lin Xuanji ride on his back.

All her memories went back many years. She knew that she had killed the child in Xuanji's belly, and he finally blamed her.

Since then, he has never set foot in her place again. He spent all his time taking care of that lunatic Lin Xuanji.