??Chapter 448: 434, Don’t Want to Deceive Them (1)_1
Chapter 448: 434, Don’t Want to Deceive Them (1)_1
The entire room was decorated in a pink princess style. Everywhere you looked was pink, especially the nurous stuffed dolls on the bed and carpet.
Mo Xiao was looking at the room he had personally decorated, the corners of his mouth reflecting a dazzling smile. He took a step forward, heading towards the wardrobe.
“Qingqing, co here.”
Jian Qing couldn’t help a wry smile as she slowly walked over to his side.
“Qingqing, you open it.” Mo Xiao looked at her lovingly and said softly.
She raised her eyebrows, could there be another surprise inside?
Without hesitation, she pushed the wardrobe open.
The doors of the wardrobe were pushed aside and the contents inside were revealed under the light.
The entire closet was filled with little girl’s clothes, dazzling princess dresses in various styles.
There were even baby outfits.
Jian Qing looked at the full closet with a warm feeling in her heart.
A big hand suddenly fell on top of her head. Jian Qing looked up at him, her lips curling slightly.
“I know I haven’t been a good father. I’ve been absent for over twenty years of your and Luoluo’s lives, and I’ve never done anything for you.” Mo Xiao looked at her guiltily, keeping his voice low.
Jian Qing took his hand and held it in hers, a smile at the corner of her lips, “I love all these things a lot. In our hearts, you’re wonderful!”
Her soft words put a brilliant smile on Mo Xiao’s face.
Full of joy, he looked at Jian Luo and said, “Luoluo, your room is next door, let
take you to see it.”
Mo Xiao’s philosophy was to spoil daughters like princesses and sons like kings. So, his son’s room was full of models of firearms.
He thought his son would love it.
Looking at this pink room, Jian Luo could already guess what kind of style his father had prepared for his room.
But after all, it was prepared by his own father, so his son’s duty was to appreciate it.
“Alright.”
Mo Xiao led Jian Luo and happily walked out.
Jian Qing let out a slight laugh. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw jewelry boxes piled up on the dressing table. A thought crossed her mind.
“Those are prepared for you by the Master, twenty-two sets of jewelry.” Ning Feng ca in, his eyes falling on the jewelry boxes on the dressing table.
These twenty-two sets of jewelry were incredibly valuable. So were even once sold for a sky-high price at auctions.
Jian Qing’s eyes reflected a hint of warmth. She didn’t really care about these material things, what moved her was the intention of her own father.
“Miss, there is sothing I’d like to discuss with you.”
After a long deliberation, Ning Feng decided to discuss the strategy with Jian Qing.
Jian Qing’s eyebrows raised slightly. “What happened?”
Ning Feng was more considerate than Xing Sen. It must be sothing serious to make him look so serious.
Ning Feng glanced at the door and said, “Let’s go talk on the balcony.”
Jian Qing saw his mysterious comportnt, the smile at the corner of her lips faded away.
They went to the balcony outside the French windows, and only then did Ning Feng feel comfortable speaking.
“Miss, the Master recently asked us to handle all of his assets under his na, to divide his assets into two parts and transfer them under your and Young Master Luo’s nas.”
Upon hearing this, Jian Qing’s eyebrows knitted together in thought.
Ning Feng continued to say, “The Master has been urging Xing Sen and
to handle this matter these past few days. We both feel that sothing is not right with the Master.”
There was a terrifying thought lingering in his mind. He believed that with Jian Qing’s intelligence, she should be able to guess what he was worried about.
Jian Qing’s eyes drooped slightly and her hand at the side gradually clenched.
After a long ti, she said quietly, “I understand. You can leave now.”
Ning Feng glanced at her, relieved.
He turned around to leave. Before he had taken two steps, he heard her cold command ring out from behind him.
“Ning Feng, stop the property division and transfer.”
“I understand.” Ning Feng replied.
Ning Feng’s footsteps gradually faded, and Jian Qing leaned on the balcony railing. The clear depths of her eyes were misty, making it hard to see her emotions.
After God knows how long, Jian Luo and Mo Xiao ca back.
“Sis, what are you doing standing outside?”
Jian Qing turned around, looking at Mo Xiao, and said quietly, “Dad, I have sothing to talk to you about.”
Mo Xiao thought nothing of it and strided over.
“What is it?”
Complexity flashed in Jian Qing’s eyes as she softly said, “Dad, why are you in a hurry for Ning Feng and the others to handle the assets under your na?”
Mo Xiao’s face slightly changed, “Did Ning Feng and the others tell you anything?”
Jian Qing shook her head, “No, they didn’t say anything.”
“Qingqing, everything I have will be for you and Luoluo. Whether I give it to you now or later, it doesn’t make a difference, don’t worry,” Mo Xiao comforted her.
She held onto his arm, her gaze locked onto him, “Are you going to be with
and Luoluo forever?”
Mo Xiao looked into her clear eyes and hesitated.
He didn’t want to lie to her, but he also couldn’t tell her the truth.
“You won’t?” Jian Qing’s face flashed a hint of disappointnt.
He squeezed out a smile, “Of course I will.”
Qingqing, I’m sorry.
This will be the last ti, Dad won’t lie to you any more.
“You said so, no going back on it.” Jian Qing lifted her hand, her pinky sticking out, “Promise.”
Mo Xiao looked down at her hand, his large hand not moving.
His hesitation was fully seen by Jian Qing.
Was her guess correct?
The smile at the corners of her lips faded. She drew back her hand.
“Dad, after you’ve given everything to
and Luoluo, are you going to leave us?”
Her voice was very light, but it was heavy on Mo Xiao’s heart.
Jian Luo was also taken aback by what she said, and quickly ran over.
“Sis, what do you an by that?”
What did she an by he was going to leave them?
Jian Qing didn’t answer him, her gaze calmly fell on Mo Xiao.
eting her gaze, Mo Xiao felt guilty.
“Qingqing, you…”
It seems having a smart daughter isn’t necessarily a good thing, Mo Xiao thought with wry amusent.
He glanced at Jian Luo, then looked back at her.
“Qingqing, Luoluo, I’m sorry.”
The last three words were said in a voice filled with helplessness and sadness.
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