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Chapter 152 Love doesn’t know where it started, 1 goes deeper and deeper

After having lunch at the hotel, all the members of the Mo family were arranged by Koji to Taro's Huantai Manor.

Zhai Kexin was walking in front, holding Bai Hui's hand, while Tailang and Xingfeng were walking side by side behind: How is Rufeng?

Dafeng has recovered well. Before he left, he asked me to take him to say hello to you.

You don't have to be polite to me. I know Dafeng's style of doing things.

Will it disturb you if so many of us live in your manor?

No, I'm very honored that you are here and give me the opportunity to play the role of host.

You don't need to be nervous here, you have time to walk around, and you don't have to worry about safety issues here.

Thank you, Dafeng said the same thing, Xingfengdao.

That's right, let alone the island countries, even in the entire Asia-Pacific region, where Taro is, there are really very few people making trouble, and this is definitely not Taro exaggerating.

But it is such an outstanding person who dominates both the black and white worlds. As long as people in the underworld hear about the Red Ivy Society Mafia, they will be terrified and fearful!

No matter how Xingfeng thought about it, he couldn't understand how Mo Rufeng could be associated with such a person.

After sitting on a plane for several days, Tai Lang returned to the bedroom to take a hot bath and fell on the bed to rest for a while, but his mind was full of Mo Yuhan's beautiful face...

Subconsciously, there was a voice telling him that he should stop thinking about Mo Yuhan and should not harbor any illusions about her, because he knew very well that apart from issues concerning his family and country, he was on the edge of a knife all day long and could drag her down at any time. As long as he thought about it, he could not see any hope of being with her.

Taro became annoyed, got out of bed, opened the door and walked to the third floor, found a bottle of XO in front of the cocktail party, poured half a glass into the goblet, walked to the window and looked at the sky. His eyes were as deep as the dark night!

At this moment, Taro understands better than anyone that he cannot give her the life she wants.

He took a sip of whiskey, and his mouth was filled with a sour taste. His heart and mind were filled with the image of the girl leaning on him in the daytime, her face full of tears. The overall feeling Mo Yuhan gave him was that she was an independent-minded, strong and rational girl, because, at Mr. Mo's funeral, even though Mo Yuhan's eyes were red, she did not shed a single tear. How strong is she to be a person who never reveals her weaknesses easily? But even so, she buried her face in his arms, crying unscrupulously, telling herself the pain in her heart!

He admitted that at that moment, he was completely defeated. He held her tightly in his arms, feeling her trembling body. He secretly swore in his heart that in this life, no matter whether they had a result or not, he would keep the Mo family safe and protect Mo Yuhan from any harm, even if it cost him his life...

Unlike him, after arranging her luggage, Mo Yuhan was pestered by Bai Baihui for a long time before she lay down on the big bed. Thinking of the meeting with Taro in the morning, she tossed and turned and couldn't calm down. She turned over and got out of bed, and said that she lived on the second floor with Bai Baihui and Taro, and Xingfeng, Zhang Han and A Biao lived on the third floor. Since she couldn't sleep, she might as well go to the third floor to talk to Zhang Han about the negotiation. She put on her clothes, opened the door quietly, looked at the left side of the stairs, passed Bai Baihui's door, turned and walked towards the stairs...

Taro was standing at the stairs and was about to go downstairs, but when he saw the woman tiptoeing upstairs, he stopped. The depth in his eyes suddenly became gentle. He looked at her quietly until she walked upstairs and looked up at him. Then Taro smiled and asked, "Whose dream are you tiptoeing for fear of waking up?"

Aren't you on the second floor? Mo Yuhan looked at the man in a black brocade robe and asked with doubtful eyes?

Taro raised the wine glass in his hand, a wicked smile flashing in his eyes.

Only then did Mo Yuhan see that the man was holding a wine glass in one hand and a wine bottle in the other. Under the warm yellow light, his whole body seemed less sharp, and in addition to his innate nobility, he looked a little gentler.

Can't sleep? Mo Yuhan looked at Taro and asked.

Do you want to drink? Taro asked. He knew that the girl was suffering from insomnia just like him.

Mo Yuhan was silent for a while, and seeing the tenderness in the man's eyes, she nodded unconsciously.

Come with me, Taro took the girl's hand, walked past several doors to a door, pushed it open and walked in.

Mo Yuhan looked at the shelves in the room filled with various treasures. She couldn't help but smile and said:

You brought me to your collection room like this, aren't you afraid that I will just pick one up?

The man let go of her hand, walked to the wine cabinet, stopped, and said as he selected the wine, "Take whatever you like."

He took out a bottle of 32 Lafite wine, picked up a wine glass and walked back to the coffee table: How about coffee?

Okay, Mo Yuhan smiled, took off her slippers and knelt on the goose yellow carpet on the tatami.

Don't be so reserved, just sit however you feel comfortable, Taro said with a smile at her stiff posture.

I'm sorry, Mo Yuhan said with an awkward smile, I'm a little uncomfortable with it.

Sit up straight, twist your waist and you will feel more comfortable. Taro poured some wine into the glass, put it down, walked to Mo Yuhan, sat on his carpet, and posed for Mo Yuhan to learn how to sit.

Mo Yuhan looked at Taro's upper body next to her, stepped back to the other side, and without thinking, stretched her legs to the opposite side of Taro...

Taro smiled and watched the girl sit in any position she wanted. No matter how she sat, she always sat with her back to him. He stopped teasing her, stood up, walked back to his original seat and sat down.

When Mo Yuhan saw Talang return to his original position, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She moved her butt to the middle, sat comfortably, and then looked at Talang.

Taro pushed the wine glass in front of him towards Mo Yuhan and said, "Take a sip, don't delay tomorrow's business."

Mo Yuhan nodded and picked up the wine on the table, then raised her glass and clinked it with Taro's.

Thanks, feel free to drink!

I know a little about your case, Taro played with the wine glass in his hand.

Well, we have been talking about it for a long time but there has been no result. I don’t have much hope this time.

Why do you keep insisting on this hopeless case, Taro looked at Mo Yuhan and asked?

That piece of land will be useful to us, Mo Yuhan thought of what her brother said before he left, and said evasively.

Taro chuckled and stopped talking about the case: Do you plan to stay here for a few more days?

I am going to Tairen Mansion to pay a visit to my grandfather. I wonder if it is convenient for my grandfather to see me?

Well, no problem, I'll arrange it and make sure you meet my father.

It was my elder brother who told me that no matter how busy I was when I came to the island country, I should go and pay my respects to my grandfather.

I understand. Taro nodded. This was Mo Rufeng's respect for himself and his father.

You haven't answered my question yet?

What? Mo Yuhan pretended to be confused even though she knew the truth, and asked as she clinked her glass with Tailang's.

I want to take you here and play with you for a few days, is that okay with you?

My brother asked me to take Bai Baihui out for a few days to go shopping. I looked up at the man opposite me and asked him, "Are you not going to discuss the cooperation that I asked you to discuss in person?"

You can put your work aside for now, Taro, drink some of the wine in the glass. You don’t come here often, and you are Mo Rufeng’s brother. It is reasonable and moral for me to be lenient with you.

My brother knows you are busy, and he said that as for the security issues on the island country, I can come and go freely even if you are not there.

Having said that, he looked at the fact that there was very little wine left in Mo Yuhan's glass and asked, "Can you drink more?"

After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, Mo Yuhan handed the glass to Taro.

Taro poured a little into her glass, put down the bottle, picked up the whiskey and poured himself half a glass, then raised his glass and clinked it with Mo Yuhan's glass, just like when you go to visit my father, you know that this visit is inappropriate, but you still go.

Mo Yuhan understood immediately, and her eyes dimmed. When she raised her eyes, the previous brilliance was no longer in her eyes.

When Tailang saw Mo Yuhan's expression, he felt a dull pain in his heart as if it had been cut by a knife. He was bleeding and in great pain. He urgently needed something to fill the gap. He drank some of the wine in the glass and poured himself another glass.

Don't drink like this, it's easy to get drunk. Mo Yuhan looked at the man's deep eyes and stretched out her hand to block the man's glass of wine.

The man looked at the anxious girl opposite him with deep eyes. His eyes began to break, as if something was broken in front of him, making him unable to accept and face it. He looked at the girl with complicated eyes, and his feelings were deep and lasting!

Under the man's deep gaze, Mo Yuhan felt uncomfortable after drinking just a little bit of wine. Her hands and feet were cold and her whole body was weak. She felt uncomfortable everywhere...

I leave the Mo family, and you leave here, okay? She heard her own fragile voice and asked cautiously with a trembling voice...