Chapter 1837 Slowly Falling in Love with You 86

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On this day, when Tang Xin came home from an early shift, the first thing she did was to find out the outer shirt that had been washed several times before, thinking that she would take it to the Tai Hospital and return it to Mo Zhifei when she was on night duty.

He also searched for several days but couldn't find a suitable time to return it. After all, he was still thin-skinned. He was afraid that other people in the hospital would see him and ask him why Mo Zhifei's clothes were in his place. And Tang Xin obviously didn't want to explain more about this kind of thing.

Fortunately, it was finally his and Mo Zhifei's turn to be on duty today.

However, what Tang Xin didn't expect was that he went back to his room and searched around, but he couldn't find the coat.

Tang Xin's complexion gradually became serious, and after he was sure that the coat was gone, he lifted the curtain without thinking, walked to another room, opened the door, the light in the room was dim, and his father was Lying on the bed and sleeping soundly...

Tang Xin went out to get a lamp, and walked in with a gloomy expression.

At that time, Father Chen vaguely felt the glare of the light in his sleep, which made him very uncomfortable. Father Chen frowned and cursed and opened his sleepy eyes. The next moment, his pupils widened in horror. With a pale face lit by the candlelight, she yelled, but immediately realized that it was a runny heart, and couldn't help but yelled: "You brat, are you trying to scare me!"

Tang Xin still held the lamp, looked at him calmly and quietly and said, "Where's that white coat?"

Father Chen realized what Tang Xin was saying, and his words flickered. He coughed and sat up on the bed and said, "What coat, you can find it yourself."

"It's someone else's, I want to return it to someone else, hand it over." Tang Xin said coldly without talking nonsense to him.

Father Chen was not happy when he heard this, he frowned and said: "What do you mean? I don't think that noble son is a stingy person. He didn't even give you his clothes after you played with him?"

Tang Xin narrowed her eyes suddenly, and said word by word: "What do you mean I let him play?"

Seeing Tang Xin's expression, Father Chen thought that he was pretending to be innocent, so he couldn't help but smiled and said: "It's okay, Tang Xin, it's your luck that you can climb up to that young master, it's okay to play with him... "

Before the words fell, Tang Xin slapped him, and Tang Xin said coldly: "Who played for him?"

Father Chen got slapped by his son for no reason, and immediately became angry. He jumped up from the bed and said, "Father doesn't blame you for selling yourself, why are you so impatient? If you didn't please him, then Jingui's young master would have nothing to do with our family." If you are not relatives, can you still pay back all the debts our family owes?"

Tang Xin only felt that his breathing became cold, and he remembered that these few days, those debt collectors had indeed never appeared in front of him again...

He thought that those few people had restrained themselves, but he didn't expect that it was Mo Zhifei who helped him repay the debt in private...

Tang Xin's face turned red and then pale, unable to speak, her chest was filled with depression, unable to move up or down.

"Okay, okay. A few days ago, I saw that you kept washing that clothes repeatedly. I wished that it was spotless. I thought that clothes were so precious and I wanted to exchange them for some money...Since you want to return it to others, then give it to me. You are it." Father Chen said, got up to find the clothes and returned them to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin took the shirt with an indescribable expression, gritted his teeth and thought about it, and still couldn't help but gloomily said: "I have nothing to do with him, and he is not the same as me, if you dare Put your mind on him, and I will never forgive you."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xin turned around and left.

He doesn't care what his bastard father thinks about his relationship with Mo Zhifei, but that guy knows that Mo Zhifei is a son of a rich family, and he will definitely try to get money from Mo Zhifei, so he wants to catch up with that guy I strangled him before this idea came into being, he would rather have nothing to do with Mo Zhifei...

Or...in the first place...it doesn't matter.

Tang Xin returned to her room, silently put away the clothes and put them beside the medicine box.

He changed his clothes, ate something casually at noon, and went out to work as usual.

In Yulefang, it is quite quiet at the moment, the music is melodious, very comfortable and elegant.

Tang Xin put on a white work hat, and went to each box with drinks.

"Liangxin, there are two new guests in the box on the right side on the second floor, you go up and pour tea first."

The counter called him, and Tang Xin responded, and went up with hot tea.

At that time, in that box.

Mo Zhifei and Pei Yu, the youngest daughter of the legendary Hou family, sat face to face on the couch, listening to a little song, and watching the light rain outside the window from time to time.

Mo Zhifei coughed, and said, "Anything to eat?"

Pei Yu: "Get some wine first."

Mo Zhifei: "..."

"Master Mo doesn't know how to drink?" Pei Yu raised his eyebrows lightly.

Mo Zhifei smiled and shook his head, and asked someone to change the drinks, then looked at Pei Yu and said, "It's just that you look different from what my mother said."

Pei Yu casually took a piece of snack and took a bite, then said calmly, "You must always pretend to be obedient in front of your elders."

Mo Zhifei thought for a while, and said tactfully, "I actually prefer people who are more real."

Pei Yu also nodded: "So we don't see eye to eye, just go through the motions."

Hearing this, Mo Zhifei couldn't help laughing out loud, "You are direct."

Pei Yu sighed: "Otherwise, after being rejected by you, I will go back and cry with my parents, no one wants me, no one wants me?"

Mo Zhifei looked at her steadfastly, and finally couldn't hold back, lying on the table and laughing loudly.

Seeing him laughing so happily, Pei Yu couldn't help laughing too.

The two understand each other, if husband and wife can't do it, they must be friends.

When Chunxin gently pushed open the half-open door, she heard the voice of the people inside who were chatting and laughing happily. She raised her eyes to look at the screen and frowned slightly, as if hearing a familiar voice laughter.

But at that time, Yun Xin didn't think much about it.

He walked in through the screen, and then saw Mo Zhifei sitting at the table laughing and having fun with another beautiful woman, Chunxin didn't have any special reaction, just glanced at it, lowered his eyes lightly, and walked over , put down the jug and cup, and poured wine for them in silence.

"Speaking of which, you are not allowed to talk nonsense to your mother when you go back." Pei Yu smiled and took the cup that Tang Xin handed over, took a sip of the wine and said to Mo Zhifei.

Mo Zhifei smiled helplessly and nodded, "Naturally."

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a very fair and long hand pouring wine dangling in front of his eyes, which was so beautiful that it looked familiar.

The long and beautiful hand was holding the cup, the wine was pouring down, it was filled, and it was handed to him firmly.

Mo Zhifei raised his head subconsciously, and then saw the face of Yun Xin.

Chunxin is wearing a light white hat, only revealing her delicate eyebrows, and her dark and clean eyes. Chunxin's eyes are very long, and when they droop slightly, they tend to give people a cold and arrogant look of disdain, but they can't hide them. The beauty of his eyes.

What Mo Zhifei was holding down was not the glass of wine, but his hand.

Then, he made a puzzled voice: "Soft heart?"

How could the heart be here...