Reborn Celebrity Superstar Wife

Mo Yu stood like that, staring at Lu Hao without blinking, her hair was still dripping.

Lu Hao's expression didn't change, he let go of Xia Fei's waist lightly, and stood up from the sofa, "What's the matter, just tell me."

Seeing his calm and indifferent face, Mo Yu felt cold in his heart, but he still bit his lip and said, "Why did you suggest my father marry the Liu family?"

"Change your clothes first!" With his expression unchanged, he lowered his head and glanced at the silent woman sitting on the sofa, "Go upstairs and get some of your clothes and come down."

Xia Fei was about to get up, but was interrupted by a cold voice, "No need, I don't want to wear this woman's clothes!"

The makeup on his face was all smeared by the rain, and the long eyelashes were sticking to the eyelids with black ink, which was uncomfortable. Mo Yu blinked vigorously, "Lu Hao, my love is so cheap to you , you plan to throw me to someone else if you don’t want it?”

Xia Fei looked at the two of them each with some embarrassment, but she still stood up from the sofa and was about to go upstairs to get her clothes.

Lu Hao took a few steps forward, grabbed Mo Yu's hand, and said in a cold voice, "Change your clothes first, and we'll talk later if you have anything to say!"

Mo Yu reached out and brushed the wet hair on his cheeks behind his ears, a self-deprecating smile appeared in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, and he smiled softly, "Am I stupid, if I didn't lie to you back then , if there weren't those ridiculous things back then, we might have been married a long time ago, wouldn't we?"

He frowned, looked at her sullenly, pursed his lips and did not speak.

"You said you would be nice to me, but why did you just leave me behind just such a lie? Hao... I don't want anyone else, I just want you, forgive me, let's start again, okay?"

The words were almost begging, but she was not hoarse. She seemed to be trying her best to control her emotions, but her voice was trembling even when she spoke.

"Change your clothes."

Indifferent words, only this sentence was repeated, as if he didn't intend to answer her question at all.

Xia Fei carried the clothes down, and they were brand new from the inside to the outside. Since the Empress Dowager Mo disliked her, all the clothes she took off were unpacked.

Mo Yu bit his lip, bloodshot even oozing from his lip, but there was a lot of sneer at the corner of his mouth, "We grew up together, and because of that incident, now, you don't even want to say a word to me? I'm so unforgivable, just for a lie? Lu Hao, I love you, I love you, I lied because I love you, I never deliberately lied to you!"

After all, she endured the silence and sadness in her heart, turned around and walked towards the door, but before she took a few steps, she was grabbed by the man's hand very strongly, and when she turned her head, she saw a stern face.

Mo Yu stopped in his tracks and looked at him with fixed eyes.

"Change clothes first!" With a cold face, Lu Hao grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards the bathroom, raised his eyebrows and said in a low and cold voice, "Do you have to stand and question me like this? Little Language, there are some things I told you a long time ago, things obtained by lies will never last long!"

In the final analysis, it is the woman who grew up together since childhood and has always existed as a younger sister. He has a cold face, but he is not cold-hearted. There is no way to watch her humiliating himself like this.

Xia Fei reached out and handed the clothes in front of the two of them, without saying a word, but her originally plain face became more and more pale.

Lu Hao took the clothes from her and stuffed them directly into Mo Yu's hands, and then closed the door. Before the door closed, the man said in a low voice, "Dry your hair before you come out!"

Xia Fei looked sideways at the man's stern face, her dark eyes were filled with concern for Mo Yu, she squeezed her palms, thinking a little lonely, it turns out that this man's gentleness does not only belong to her of.Perhaps in those days when he was dating Mo Yu, he also treated her with such tenderness and concern.

"I'm so unforgivable, just because of a lie?" Mo Yu's lost words were still in her ears. She didn't know what kind of lie that lie was, but none of her words just now proved that There is one thing, the man in front of me hates lies and deceit, really hates it!

"Things gained by lies can never last long!"

So what about her?Are the things she concealed considered lies? If he found out, would he easily deny everything about her like he did with Mo Yu? !

Xia Fei walked a few steps towards the stairs, ready to go back to the bedroom, some words are enough to hear here, she didn't know how Lu Hao would answer Mo Yu, but she instinctively didn't want to hear it.

As soon as she took a step up the steps, her wrist was clasped, not very strong, she turned around, smiled gently, "You guys have something to say, I want to go back to the bedroom to sleep for a while, I'm a little tired .”

"Are you angry?" The man looked at her face carefully, and saw that there was no trace of displeasure on her face, and she was even smiling, but he still asked in a low voice, feeling that what she saw just now would make her angry.

Xia Fei shook her head, are you angry?In fact, no, but an indescribable feeling welled up in my heart, a little stunned, and a little uneasy.

"I miss you here." Lu Hao said lightly, his voice was as low as ever, his deep eyes looked like an endless ocean, very deep and dark, and no emotion could be seen.

Miss her here, why?
"Why? Mo Yinghou wouldn't want anyone to see her like that!" Mo Yu hated her for a long time, how could she want her to be here to watch the past between the two of them? I don't want to know the past.

"Don't you dislike me being alone with her?" The man's hand slowly descended, slid down from his wrist, and directly clasped her slender fingertips, interlocking his fingers, carrying the warm body temperature of the other party, " Here, with me."

The door of the bathroom opened just at this time, and Mo Yu, who had changed into dry clothes, came out from inside. The woman who had taken a bath did not look as embarrassed as before. general illusion.

"Wipe your hair dry." Lu Hao frowned almost as soon as she walked out, and his eyes fell on her still wet hair. He let go of Xia Fei's hand and asked, "Hair dryer Is it upstairs?"

He said the last sentence to Xia Fei with his head down, obviously asking her.

Xia Fei was slightly taken aback, then slowly lowered her head, "Well, it's up there, I'll get it."

Mo Yu took a deep breath, "No need, you'll still get wet when you go out later. Give me an answer, let me give up!"

"Xiaoyu, it's been a long time since that happened, and I've forgiven you a long time ago." Lu Hao looked at her, his thin lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line, "As for the marriage, Uncle Xia asked me , but I have no opinion."

"Really?" Mo Yu smiled mockingly, "Because it doesn't matter, I don't even bother to give opinions, Lu Hao, your forgiveness is that you don't love me, right?"

Her wet black hair was all hanging down, covering almost half of her face. She laughed wildly, "The foolish person, the one who never forgets, has always been me. You have already found another woman, so how can I treat you?" It doesn't matter. Lu Hao, you are really ruthless, but I still come to you with a shy face, so stupid, really so stupid!"

She rushed outside in a panic, with a desperate impulse on her face, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks, leaving transparent water marks.

Lu Hao subconsciously chased after him. After walking a few steps, he stopped and glanced at Xia Fei, who had been standing silently by the side. She was wearing a light gray sweater with long sleeves that almost covered half of her palms. She was almost submerged in the flesh of the fingertips.

"Hurry up and chase it, it's raining outside, don't let anything happen." She smiled gently, without much emotion, as if she was watching a very lively show, and she was just an outsider.

"Well, then go downstairs and lie down for a while, cover the quilt, and don't catch a cold." The man remembered to care about her before he left, but before the words fell, the figure disappeared from the living room long ago. Very anxious, very worried.

The crimson lips hooked lightly and shallowly, still without any emotion, even though there was a faint pain coming from the palm, but it had long been ignored.

Xia Fei stood steadfastly at the entrance of the stairs, her eyes kept looking in the direction of the door, the rain kept falling, and the whole sky was like a curtain heavily stained with ink, it was so dark, just looking at it like this, she felt a little repressed.

She slowly let go of her hand, and walked all the way towards the door, she looked very leisurely, but she felt a kind of indescribable loneliness.

The rain outside was falling heavily, not too much, and the empty villa suddenly gave people a very quiet feeling. She leaned halfway on the door frame, just looking at the rain outside, her eyes were very focused.

The eaves of the corridor are big enough to prevent the rain from falling inside, but the wind still blows in along the corridor, making it very cold.

Xia Fei unconsciously gathered her clothes, and only then did she recall vaguely that when the man chased him out just now, he was wearing a fleece shirt without an umbrella, and the black Bentley Flying Spur was still parked in the garage. He was chased out on foot.

She froze for a moment, then returned to the living room in a hurry to pick up the suit jacket that Lu Hao had taken off before, holding an umbrella in her hand, and chased after him.

When Mo Yu came, he stepped on a pair of hats, and when he ran out of the villa, he was in a bad mood. He stumbled and fell to the ground after a while.

She sat on the ground, letting the rain wash over her body, crying heartbreakingly, as if she was venting her grievances, unwillingness and resentment for so long.

Lu Hao chased after her almost in a short while. Enduring his impatience, he stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and said in a cold voice, "What are you crazy about? Get up quickly, you have to get wet to be reconciled, right? ?”