Song Yunxuan raises her hand to press the call button.
Over there, Chu Mochen's eyes dim and he turns his eyes away.
Song Yunxuan notices that he turns his eyes away, and her fingers that are about to press the call button pauses slightly.
However, although she cares about it, she still pretends not to notice it and puts her fingers on the call button.
The call is connected. Over there, the familiar voice of a boy that she hasn't seen for a few days rings —
"Yunxuan?"
Song Yunxuan answers softly, "It's me."
The voice over there is a little cautious, "Yunxuan, did you have a good time on New Year's Eve?"
The night has just fallen, and the New Year's Eve is just the beginning.
Everyone should be very happy on this kind of national celebration. There were relatives and friends around them. They could spend the time together, watch TV programs, chat and reminisce about the past, talk about the things they had encountered in the past years, and talk about their friends' recent situations that they had heard from others.
Many people, even if they are usually unhappy, will be driven by the festive atmosphere on New Year's Eve.
But the boy over there does not bring her such a happy feeling.
She asks him softly, "Are you unhappy?"
She hasn't seen Xiao Luo for a few days. On this kind of national celebration, Xiao Luo calls her not simply to send her blessings or ask her if she is happy.
But …
"Would you like to come over and celebrate with me?"
The boy over there suddenly becomes silent, and the call becomes silent.
Song Yunxuan's words are sincere from the bottom of her heart, but Chu Mochen squints at her.
In such a good atmosphere, no one is willing to let his woman answer the phone of another man.
And he is not willing to let others step in.
When his big hand reaches over, Song Yunxuan cleverly turns around and avoids his action of taking away her mobile phone.
Xiao Luo doesn't say anything over there. She bends her lips and calls him softly, "Come over, I'll wait for you in the villa area of Yangshan."
Chu Mochen stretches out his big hand. Song Yunxuan ends the call before he takes away the mobile phone. Then she looks up at him, "You will agree to let Loki come over, right?"
"He is Xiao Luo."
Chu Mochen's eyes are fixed on her eyes.
He didn't think that Song Yunxuan would simply invite the boy to celebrate the New Year's Eve, "Didn't you invite him because he is Xiao Luo?"
Xiao Luo was the young master of the Xiao family. Although he seemed to be unpopular now, if Xiao Luo had enough supporters behind him to help him turn the situation around, then this young man's future would be immeasurable.
Song Yunxuan's mind was so delicate and deep that it was impossible for her not to think of this.
She must have a plan for contacting Xiao Luo like this.
Song Yunxuan seemed to know what he was thinking. She calmly bent her lips and admitted, "Yes, because he is Xiao Luo, I called him here."
"If he finds out you used him, he'll hate you."
Song Yunxuan turns her head and looks out of the window. Her eyes are as deep as an abyss. "He has the right to hate me."
However, no matter who hated who, they would inevitably be used or used by others.
In this world, everyone is like that.
Everyone was trying to take advantage of each other. If you didn't take advantage of Xiao Luo, others might.
Since Xiao Luo must be taken advantage of, then why not let her take advantage of him?
She just wanted to tell Xiao Luo that if he wanted to live safely in this world, he had to step on others. At least, he had to be stronger than those who wanted to hurt him.
If you gave up, flinched, showed weakness, and escaped, they would not necessarily let you go. Instead, they would kill you.
Xiao Luo would understand her.
She lowered her eyes to hide the look in her eyes.
Although Yangshan Villa was called Yangshan Villa District, the distance between each villa was very far. Even some villas occupied a small hill alone.
For example, the villa bought by Chu Mochen, together with the three hills around it, was bought by him.
As soon as she entered the big iron gate of the villa, she saw the fountain in front of her in the dark night.
The villa was magnificent, and there were lights coming out from the tall main building. The lights shone on the fountain, and the water that sprayed out from the fountain sparkled like silver sand.
There were two slightly low buildings next to the villa. One of them was made of tempered glass, like a greenhouse, but there were no flowers or plants in it.
She looked at it and wanted to know what was in it.
Chu Mochen opened the door and reached out to her.
She bent her lips and put her hand on his. She got out of the car steadily.
Although the surroundings showed that it was nighttime, everything was unbelievably beautiful.
She didn't feel shocked because the villa of the Gu Family in Paris was no worse than this.
However, Chu Mochen had such a villa in Yangshan in Harbor City, but he had been living in a hotel. It was worth investigating.
She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't ask him.
When she walked to the door with Chu Mochen, she said lightly, "Loki may not know the way. You send someone to wait for him."
"I thought you would wait for him in person."
Song Yunxuan looked up at him with clear eyes, "Do you want me to go?"
Chu Mochen's eyes narrowed slightly.
He could be tolerant of women, but not in such a place.
He pursed his lips, and his eyes were sharp and dark.
Song Yunxuan nodded, "I know you won't let me go, so I asked you to send someone to pick him up."
Chu Mochen didn't say a word and walked forward. His straight long legs entered the door of the villa, and his tall figure soon disappeared.
Xiao Luo came half an hour later. When he saw Song Yunxuan, there was a pure joy in his eyes that only a teenager had.
"Yunxuan."
He walked towards Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan stood up from the sofa, but she didn't walk over.
Chu Mochen was drinking coffee next to her. He raised his eyes slightly and saw Xiao Luo enter the door. Their eyes met.
Xiao Luo's footsteps obviously stopped. Seeing Chu Mochen beside Song Yunxuan, he immediately became a little lost and restrained.
"Mr. Chu is also here."
"In terms of seniority, you may have to call me uncle."
Uncle?
Xiao Luo looked stunned, but he sneered in his heart.
He was obviously a man who was called an uncle, so why did he like Yun Xuan?
Yunxuan was only eighteen years old.
But he wanted Song Yunxuan to be with him.
What fun would it be for Yunxuan to be with such a man?
Seeing him standing, Song Yunxuan smiled gently and calmly, "Take a seat first. The kitchen is still preparing the New Year's Eve dishes. I will bring you tea."
Xiao Luo shook his hand, "No, I am not thirsty."
Chu Mochen glanced at him and looked at Song Yunxuan who was about to ask the servant to bring tea, "Don't you want to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? The kitchen is probably ready. You can go and have a look. "
Song Yunxuan was not very interested in Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, but Chu Mochen said so deliberately. She knew that Chu Mochen must want to send her away.
She didn't want to go. Seeing that she didn't want to go, Chu Mochen immediately stood up, "Then I will go with you. Tang Xin, make tea for Childe Xiao."
The maid in Harbor City next to her was cute and beautiful. Her coral gold hair was tied up into a bun. Hearing Chu Mochen's order, she immediately went to make tea.
Xiao Luo was suddenly left alone in the living room.
Song Yunxuan looked at Chu Mochen coldly.
Chu Mochen didn't look at the expression on her face at all. Instead, he reached out to grab her hand and went to the kitchen.
Song Yunxuan looked back at Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo stared at her. Seeing that there was no anger or displeasure on her face, he looked along her arm and fell on her hand that Chu Mochen held tightly.
There was a dim light in Xiao Luo's eyes. His bangs covered his eyes, so she couldn't see what his expression was.
However, in a place where others couldn't see.
Xiao Luo bent his fingers little by little, and his nails pinched on his palm.
Song Yunxuan followed Chu Mochen to the kitchen. The two Filipino maids who were cooking saw Chu Mochen coming in with Song Yunxuan. They were stunned at first, then nodded and went out.
Song Yunxuan turned around and looked at Chu Mochen, "Is it okay for you to leave Loki alone like this?"
"I also feel very uncomfortable when you are so kind to him."
"What's wrong? Don't you know that I am using him?"
She leaned back against the cupboard. Chu Mochen circled her and got closer to her little by little. His lips were on the side of her ear, and his voice was low, "Just be nice to me."
"I am using him."
"You are also using me."
Song Yunxuan straightened her lips.
She couldn't deny that she was indeed using Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen was like a towering ancient tree, with intertwined roots and branches, and a single tree could form a forest.
And she was just a vine.
A vine that must wrap around Chu Mochen's body to wind up and finally break through the sky.
Although she was a vine, she must be a giant vine that could bloom the most gorgeous flowers and could strangle all those who wanted to pull her down from the sky.
Song Yunxuan looked ahead quietly, "You even want to compete for being used?"
"People strive for a breath, and Buddha bears a stick of incense."
"I have promised to go back to Yuncheng with you."
"Then, no matter what happens, you have to go back to Yuncheng with me."
Song Yunxuan's eyes changed slightly, and she looked sideways at Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen raised his hand and pressed the back of her head gently, not letting her see his face, "Promise me."
"I promise you."
"Don't you have any reaction?"
Song Yunxuan reached out to hold his waist, and put her face on his arm. Her voice was soft, but it was bewitching, "The answer that comes out without thinking is the most sincere answer. If I have any reaction, maybe you are lying to you."
Chu Mochen was stunned, and then he held her in his arms.
Song Yunxuan's hair was as smooth as silk. Chu Mochen inserted his fingers into her hair, and there was a kind of palpitation in his heart that was difficult to calm.
Song Yunxuan was held by him, and she did not struggle.
Chu Mochen knew her, and he knew her little by little. Maybe Chu Mochen would be able to see through her in a short time.
Using others?
She would definitely use others.
However, while she often used others, she would gradually give her sincerity. She was not a person who would use others ruthlessly and purely.
Her and him were the best proof.
And Xiao Luo, who could guarantee that she would be ruthless to him?
Her fingers held his broad back, and her fingers slightly curled, wrinkling his clothes.
The door of the kitchen was quietly opened.
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