Yes, those words sounded like a fantasy story, but it couldn’t be tried today. Today was Gong Ou’s birthday.
She was wearing a dress today, and she didn’t have a bag. She didn’t have her cell phone with her.
Mo Nuo said with a smile.
“This is my, Gong Ou’s, place. How hard is it for you to scram?”
Her cooperation made Gong Ou’s hands loosen slightly.
Gong Ou glared at her coldly, and turned to leave. Mo Nuo’s voice sounded in the lounge, “Gong Ou, you’ve really gotten too sick, no matter how angry you were in the past, you wouldn’t have reached this stage.”
He had only spoken two sentences before he violently pinched her and then threw her.
Hearing this, Gong Ou’s face was covered in dark clouds, he suddenly turned around and fiercely glared at her, “Do you still want to try the taste of being smashed again?”
Mo Nuo stared at her with his blue eyes, and pressed his hand on his own neck, his tone still had a trace of lingering fear.
“Are you worthy of mentioning her?”
Gong Ou retorted coldly.
Gong Ou said coldly.
He was afraid that the hand would suddenly pinch towards her again.
Gong Ou’s fist fiercely smashed the wall behind her.
“…”
“However, today is your birthday. Since it’s impossible for us to come here, just treat it as my birthday present for you.” Mo Nuo was still squatting on the ground, speaking weakly, “Of course, these are just my guesses, I, Shi Xiaonian, for your disease, to prevent you from fighting with your own family to the point of going crazy, and begged Gong Jia for something.”
“…”
Gong Ou’s fist was still pressed against the wall, and a drop of blood slowly flowed down the wall.
Shi Xiaonian frowned as she stayed in her room for more than three hours.
Shi Xiaonian paced around the room anxiously. Suddenly, the door opened, and Shi Xiaonian heaved a sigh of relief as she turned her head around.
Feng De stood at the door and bowed his head to her.
“Housekeeper Feng, it’s really great to see you again.” Shi Xiaonian walked over to him and asked anxiously, “Where is Gong Ou, is he alright?”
“Young Master has locked himself in the lounge upstairs and won’t let anyone in.”
“But what?”
Shi Xiaonian looked at him, puzzled.
She followed Feng De out into the courtyard.
It was currently dusk. The gentle sunlight illuminated the entire courtyard. The courtyard was filled with guests.
Under Feng De’s lead, Shi Xiaonian walked into the crowd. They saw that at the furthest table, Luo Qi and Xu Bingxin were respectively holding onto one, with the baby carriage beside them. The Solanum nigrum was sitting inside with a confused look on his face as he looked at the people around him.