When she reached the intersection, she suddenly did not know where to go, so she had to stop and look coldly at the traffic and the crowd coming and going.

Suddenly, a melodious song attracted her.

In a corner not far away, there was a youth wearing a mask standing there. He lowered his head and sang in a low and deep voice.

"I'll give you my righteous Wu Fan Fu's long and long time. I'll give you a hand that you'll hold tightly for many years to come. I'll give you a mature hand. If you give in to me, will you just turn white and give you the corners of my smiling lips and eyes? I'll give it to you and me …"

There were quite a few people listening to the song, both men and women. They were all very quiet, just like other people chanting their own stories.

Mo Han stood quietly in the crowd, her ears clearly noisy, but at this moment, there was only the sound of singing.

"I'll give you my righteous Wu Fang Fu's long and long time. Give me your hand that you will hold tightly for many years to come. Give it to you when it matures. Give in to me. Will you just turn white like this?" "I'll give you my righteous Wu Fang Fu's long and long time."

A familiar ring rang out.

Mo Han was stunned for a moment before she hurriedly took out her phone from her coat pocket, Tongtong? She couldn't help but frown, "Hello?"

Very quickly, a soft voice came from the phone. "Sister Wanwan, do you have time now? I want to talk to you face to face about something."

Afraid that she would refuse, Lin Xintong hurriedly added, "Very soon, it won't take you too long."

Mo Han thought for a moment and said, "Where are you? I'll go find you."

"How about this! Let's meet at Blue Cafe on Huainan Road. I'll be there in about ten minutes."

Huainan Road? Mo Hanwei frowned invisibly. She remembered Di Mo, but she hadn't been there for a long time. She could only say to Lin Xintong, "Send me a location on my phone. I'll rush over as soon as possible."

…

When Mo Han arrived at the coffee shop, Lin Xintong was already sitting there alone, sitting by the window.

She walked forward and sat down opposite Lin Xintong. She asked the waiter for another latte, then leaned back lazily and asked, "Speak! What's so important about asking me out?"

As Mo Han spoke, she quietly sized up Lin Xintong. From head to toe, they were all Chanel's latest styles.

With the current situation of the Lin Family, even if her uncle loved her daughter, she would not be extravagant.

The moment she saw Mo Han, Lin Xintong was inexplicably cowardly. She suddenly wanted to get up and leave.

But when she thought of that man called Meng Sheng, she didn't care about anything. Lin Xintong gritted her teeth and said, "Sister, I came to find you tonight because I wanted to tell you something."

"Speak! I'll listen."

"Didn't you run into me getting off a luxury car when you went to my house last time? Sister, I'm not going to hide it from you now. Actually, it was my boyfriend, and you know him."

He clearly had an answer in his heart, but Mo Han still didn't break it. He only smiled and asked back, "Do you know him? Tongtong, why don't you give me a few more hints and let me guess?"

Lin Xintong suddenly hated Mo Han and said, "His name is Meng Cheng."

"Sister, I truly love him. I love him. I must not marry him, but he refuses to touch me because of you."

Looking at that anxious little face, Mo Han didn't know what to say for a moment.

She breathed a sigh of relief and tried to say in a gentle tone, "Tongtong, he's not for you. He has a girlfriend."

"I don't care."

Hearing Lin Xintong's tender and firm tone, Mo Han suddenly smiled, mocking and mocking, "Lin Xintong, are you stuck in the crack in the door! Do you know him? Do you know what he did? You want to be with him, you have to marry him!"

Her tone was a little heavy. Even she realized that something was wrong and was too excited.

"I don't care what he did, I don't care. I just like him. I like him. Even if he is a prisoner, even if he is poor, even if he has nothing to accomplish, so what!"

Lin Xintong stubbornly glared at Mo Han, not feeling that she had done anything wrong.

That was her love, the first love in her life. Why did Mo Han stop her?

What Lin Xintong did not know was that the assumptions she had made were untenable. The moment they truly became reality, or perhaps after that, she would be afraid of the kind of life she was worrying about for her livelihood.

Romantic love only comes about when we have enough to eat and drink. Most of the time, we are fighting for our livelihood.

Love, is only the embellishment.

However, Lin Xintong was still young, so she simply couldn't feel it.

"Mo Han, you've already broken up with him. Furthermore, you're not worthy of him now. You've been in prison and haven't even graduated from university. What about him? He's the new rich of Cloud City now."

Looking at this cousin who had been sensible and obedient since childhood, Mo Han restrained her gaze and sneered mockingly. Her gaze stared at the coffee in front of her, stirring it gently from time to time.

The coffee was very fragrant and slowly spread out.

After a long time, Mo Han raised her head and looked at Lin Xintong carelessly, "Does your parents know?"

Lin Xintong was stunned for a moment, then raised her chin and said, "Of course! I told them early in the morning that my parents were very supportive."

Mo Han's heart skipped a beat and she chuckled softly again, "You said they were all very supportive of you?"

"They are my parents, of course they support me!" As she spoke, Lin Xintong snorted angrily, "How could she be like you? She simply can't see me well."

Mo Han lowered her eyes and slowly tightened her fingers as she held the coffee cup.

She lazily rolled her eyes and looked at Lin Xintong seriously, "Tongtong, tell me, how have I treated you since I was young? Why did you say that I can't see you?"

"You--"

Lin Xintong choked and bit the corner of her lips.

Mo Han chuckled and said, "Since both of your parents support you, then I have nothing to say. However, Tongtong, you must firmly remember what you said today."

"You, what do you want?" Lin Xintong was inexplicably panicked, and even her gaze towards Mo Han changed.

Mo Han shrugged and smiled helplessly, "I don't want to do anything! It's you, I hope you can stay with him forever, and I hope he is really willing to stay with you."

"Oh right, if you really want to marry him, shouldn't you let him break up with Lu Xinqing first? Otherwise, what do you mean by following him like this?"

Finally, Mo Han added with a faint smile, "Lin Xintong, I won't stop you from dying, but you should at least fight for breath. No matter what, you must drive Lu Xinqing away from him first!"

Lin Xintong felt as if she had been trampled to the point of being hurt. She stood up miso and looked at Mo Han with a cold face.

Mo Han smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Can't you do it?"

Lin Xintong gritted her teeth and said, "Mo Han, do you think I'm stupid? A-Cheng doesn't like Lu Xinqing at all. If he likes Lu Xinqing, he won't be with me. The person he likes …"

"Anyway, Mo Han, you must promise me to stay away from A-Cheng. It's best to walk around him when you see him."

Mo Han smiled sweetly and blinked her beautiful apricot eyes. "Why? Could it be that you like him? Or …"

Lin Xintong's expression changed slightly. She knew very well that the person Meng Sheng liked was Mo Han. Last time, she accidentally flipped through his wallet and saw a picture of Mo Han inside.

She wasn't afraid of Lu Xinqing, but Mo Han … she didn't have the slightest bit of confidence.

In the next second, Lin Xintong suddenly knelt down towards Mo Han. She grabbed her arm with both hands and pleaded bitterly, "Sister, just treat it as if I'm begging you, okay? Stay away from A-Cheng. I really like him. You've broken up with him for so many years, so you don't need to be with him anymore …"

Mo Han stood up mischievously, and her bright little face couldn't help but turn slightly pale.

The girl in front of her was her relative, but she actually knelt down with her for the person she hated the most.

Mo Han took a deep breath and asked in a hoarse voice, "Lin Xintong, are you crazy?"

"Yes! I'm crazy! Sister, if you don't promise me, I'll die for you to see!"

As she spoke, she took out an art knife from somewhere. The sharp edge of the knife was already aimed at her white and tender wrist.

"Sister, I really like A-Cheng. Just let me have it, okay?" She cried.

Mo Han took a deep breath and curled her fingers forcefully. She never expected that her cousin, who had watched her grow up since childhood, would kneel down to her for that man called Meng Cheng, and actually force her to die …

"Since you don't want to live, then you should just die."

Dropping these words, Mo Han turned around and left without even looking at Lin Xintong.

Lin Xintong was stunned, her fingers trembling slightly as she held onto the artist's knife.

She watched helplessly as Mo Han walked away, and the art knife in her hand fell to the ground with a "pa" sound.

By the time Lin Xintong regained her senses, Mo Han had already left the cafe.

She walked aimlessly through the crowd, her gaze blank and cold. A few hours ago, she forcefully warned that man that if he touched Lin Xintong, she would definitely kill her!

However, the truth was that Lin Xintong was hurrying to paste it upside down.

That man was the culprit who forced her father, how could she let him live so happily!

After thinking for a while, Mo Han found a corner in the plaza where there were relatively few people, and then picked up her phone to call her uncle.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello? Wanwan! What's the matter with calling so late at night?"

Mo Han lowered her eyes and said, "Uncle, half an hour ago, Tongtong came looking for me."

"Tongtong is looking for you?" Lin Qinchang was obviously stunned for a moment, then looked at his wife and said with a smile, "Wanwan, you and Tongtong are cousins, you should spend more time with each other."

"She said that she was with Meng Sheng and that you all supported her."

Hearing Mo Han's words, Lin Qinchang's heart skipped a beat. He awkwardly tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "This matter, hehe! Wanwan, since you don't want to be with A-Cheng, then let him go to Tongtong."

"As the saying goes, fertile water does not flow out of outsiders' fields. A-Sheng is not an ordinary promising person now."

As he said that, Lin Qinchang sighed. "Wanwan, you've been in there these past few years. You've never experienced our hardships. Ever since your father left, I've suffered countless disgraces. I don't want to experience those bitter days in my life anymore," Lin Qinchang said with a slight sigh.

Mo Han fell silent.

After a while, she expressionlessly asked, "Uncle, don't you believe that I can let you live a good life?"

"Believe me?" Lin Qinchang sneered, "Wanwan, how can I believe you? You are a woman who has just been released from prison and can't even find a decent job. Besides, do you think Lu Xinqing will let you off easily?"

"Wanwan, don't be so naive. She won't let you live a good life. She will find someone to deal with you, and you will forever be at the bottom. Wanwan, are you willing to live like this for the rest of your life?"

"Anyway, I won't accept it! I've had enough of watching people's faces. Even a janitor can pull me on."

Finally, Lin Qinchang helplessly added, "Wanwan, you grew up with uncle. Uncle also hopes for a good life. But what about you? You only want to avenge your father. You never think that the dead will die, but we still have to live."