The female supporting role in Quick Wear fell in love at first sight again

Mo Jiaojiao, who was wrapped tightly, looked at the teahouse in front of her, hesitating whether to go in. She felt vaguely uneasy. She had a premonition that if she went in today, her life would change drastically.

Mo Jiaojiao wrapped her face with a gauze scarf. Her palms had already started to sweat, and her heart was beating as fast as a car, hitting her chest again and again.

After hesitating at the door for a minute, Mo Jiaojiao took this step firmly.

Wei Zhao sat on a chair, the tea in front of him bubbling. The woman sitting opposite him looked at the door with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"Mr. Wei, do you think Jiaojiao will come? I'm so nervous right now. I don't know if she'd like to see me."

The man sitting next to her held her hand tightly and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm here."

The woman suddenly broke down and burst into tears, covering her face. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't saved that beast Mo Tiandong, he wouldn't have pestered me. I harmed her. She shouldn't have been born."

The man hugged the woman tightly with heartache, then looked at Wei Zhao apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wei. Amin is a little emotional. She's suffered so much over the years. The doctor said her mental state is not good."

Wei Zhao waved his hand, took out a few pieces of tissue and handed them to the woman. The woman took the tissue and wiped her tears.

"Thank you, Mr. Wei. You are such a good person."

After hearing this, Wei Zhao's lips curled up into a mocking smile. Is he a good person? Everything he does is profitable, otherwise he wouldn't waste his time running over to watch the affectionate reunion of mother and daughter. He is not a good person.

Wei Zhao glanced at the dark figure at the door. "You're here but you're not coming in? Why are you afraid you can't accept it?"

Mo Jiaojiao, who was hiding behind the flowerpot, curled her lips in disgust. Wei Zhao was so annoying and so hateful.

She slowly walked out from behind the flowerpot. The woman looked at Mo Jiaojiao excitedly, holding the man next to her tightly.

"She's coming. She's coming."

The first time Mo Jiaojiao saw the woman, she felt infinite sadness in her heart. She thought she would be very happy, but why was she so sad in her heart?

The woman was thin and looked sickly. She was not in good condition. Her face was pale and looked like she could be blown down by a gust of wind. However, she was very beautiful. Even with wrinkles on her face, you could tell how beautiful she was when she was young.

The man next to her had a lame leg, and Mo Jiaojiao only discovered it when he stood up.

The woman was so excited that she was crying and laughing. Her hands were trembling as she tried to come over and hug Mo Jiaojiao. Mo Jiaojiao was still a little uncomfortable, and her whole body was stiff as she was held in the woman's arms.

The woman's body was very warm, and the warmth made Mo Jiaojiao's heart tremble violently. Her hands, which were so thin that only a layer of skin was left, stroked her back.

Mo Jiaojiao was stunned. She clenched and unclenched her hands, which hung at her sides, and finally raised them and patted her shoulders to comfort her.

The man limped over and pulled the woman away, then looked at Mo Jiaojiao with a smile.

"You've grown up so much. Your mother has missed you so much these years, but we didn't dare to come back. Mo Tiandong is a cold-blooded beast. He has been looking for us all these years. He wanted to kill me. Child, have you been okay these years?"

As soon as the woman heard the name Mo Tiandong, she immediately became agitated and glared at Mo Jiaojiao fiercely.

"He is not a human being. I hate him. Mo Tiandong has ruined my life."

After she finished speaking, she broke down and burst into tears, and the man held the woman's shoulders.

"Amin, calm down. It's okay. I'm here. He won't hurt you."

Mo Jiaojiao was frightened by the woman's crazy look. She took a few steps back in fear, and Wei Zhao pulled her in front of him.

Mo Jiaojiao heard his gentle and powerful voice, "It's okay, don't be afraid, she has some mental problems."

"Mr. Lin, please calm your wife down and we can talk slowly."

Wei Zhao pulled Mo Jiaojiao out of the compartment. As soon as they came out, Mo Jiaojiao collapsed like a puddle of mud. Fortunately, Wei Zhao supported her and prevented her from falling.

"What on earth is going on? Why is this happening? My mother is still alive. Why didn't she come back to find me? I always thought she was dead."

Wei Zhao held her in his arms and gently kissed her hair with his lips. His movements were careful and secretive, and the kiss was filled with heartache and love.

Mo Jiaojiao looked at Wei Zhao with tears in her helpless eyes, "Is it because of my dad?"

Wei Zhao didn't say anything, but Mo Jiaojiao understood that silence meant consent.

Mo Jiaojiao suddenly pushed Wei Zhao away like a madman, glaring at him with resentment.

"How could this be? I don't believe it. You must be lying to me. You are a liar. You are just like Song Ming. You are both lying to me."

Seeing that she was very emotional, Wei Zhao hugged her and pushed her into the private room next door. There was no one in the room, and Mo Jiaojiao's lips were blocked by Wei Zhao.

His kiss was quick and fierce, with a determination to devour everything, sweeping away all of Mo Jiaojiao's emotions like a violent storm. Mo Jiaojiao pushed Wei Zhao hard with her hands, but Wei Zhao was as heavy as a towering mountain. Her strength did not shake him at all, but instead gave Wei Zhao an advantage.

Wei Zhao took advantage of the opportunity and Mo Jiaojiao had no time to resist. After the kiss, Mo Jiaojiao's lips were badly swollen. Her red lips, as delicate as petals, were engorged with blood from being bitten by the man.

She raised her arm and slapped Wei Zhao hard, then wiped her lips with a gauze scarf in disgust.

"You really make me feel sick, how could you do this, you..."

Mo Jiaojiao's chest heaved up and down with anger. She really didn't expect Wei Zhao to forcefully kiss her. She had never thought that Wei Zhao would have such disgusting thoughts towards her.

Wei Zhao turned his head nonchalantly and looked at Mo Jiaojiao with fiery eyes. Mo Jiaojiao used all her strength to slap Wei Zhao on the face, leaving a bright red slap mark.

Wei Zhao glanced at Mo Jiaojiao's lips with an aggressive look. Mo Jiaojiao took a few steps back feeling guilty and distanced herself from him.

"Wei Zhao, I will never like you. I didn't expect you to be such a person. You still have the nerve to talk about Song Ming. You are nothing but a hypocrite who covets your best brother's girlfriend."

Wei Zhao suddenly sneered, "Hypocrite? What an apt adjective. I admit that I am a hypocrite, but I am different from Song Ming. I really like you, Mo Jiaojiao, why can't you be with me? I must get what I want, no matter if I have to fight or snatch it away."

"I, Wei Zhao, have always been like this. I'm not some noble, good person. Aren't you also using me? What's wrong with me getting some compensation?"

Mo Jiaojiao was speechless after hearing what Wei Zhao said. She admitted that she had used Wei Zhao to anger Song Ming, but these were two completely different things.