Xiao Zichen thought about Jiang Moyao's sad departure a year ago. It was not because of certain people or certain things that affected her, making her sadly leave the city alone and give up their two-year relationship.

"No, Zi Chen, don't think too much. No one will bother me when I come back this time. I, I just..."

"Just what?"

The more Jiang Moyao behaves like this, the more Xiao Zichen wants to protect this woman, whether it's because of past relationships or because he failed her a year ago.

"Zi Chen, have you read today's newspaper? I never thought about coming back to break up you and Mo Yurou. When I left a year ago, I sincerely wished you both the best and the same now. I have always felt that loving someone does not require

Yes, as long as the other person is happy, Zichen, you know the situation in my family. I hate third parties who ruin other people's marriages, so I will never do such a thing."

Speaking of this, Jiang Moyao shed tears sadly, then sat down to the side, deliberately keeping some distance from Xiao Zichen.

"Zi Chen, when I came back this time, thinking about the happy things we had before, I almost forgot your current identity. We have indeed grown apart these days. But today when I saw the news, I suddenly woke up. No matter what I did at the time,

Why did you and Mo Yurou get together, but she is now your legally recognized wife of Xiao Zichen, and the Mo family has also given a lot of help to the Xiao family, so I can't stigmatize you as a heartless person just because of myself."

Jiang Moyao paused again, sadly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, showed a heart-wrenching look, and continued.

"Zi Chen, this time I came back to Los Angeles because of work. Now that the work is over, it's time for me to leave. I've been very happy these days. We can still be friends in the future and just send messages to say hello occasionally. In this way, at least I

I know you still remember me, Jiang Moyao."

This series of heartfelt words hit Xiao Zichen's heart almost every word, like sharp knives thrust into his heart.

Every word Jiang Moyao said reminded Xiao Zichen how much harm he had caused to this woman. It also reminded him all the time of the shame the Mo family had given him, and how useless he was back then.

The most beloved women are forced to leave other countries.

Xiao Zichen thought of the divorce agreement he put in the drawer and hesitated, but still did not tell Jiang Moyao. Finally, he walked to Jiang Moyao, held her in his arms and said.

"Momo, give me some more time. Mo Yurou is the one who ruined our relationship. I won't let you suffer any injustice. What belongs to you, I will help you get back bit by bit."

When Jiang Moyao, who was leaning in Xiao Zichen's arms, heard this, he just hugged Xiao Zichen, but a strange smile flashed across his face buried in Xiao Zichen's arms, and it disappeared briefly.

"Zi Chen, you can't say that to Mo Yurou. No matter what, she is your wife now. I believe she loves you very much. I don't want to hurt someone who loves you because of me."

"Momo, you are just too kind. Think about what the Mo family did to you a year ago. I don't have any feelings for Mo Yurou. I don't want her love."

"But……"

Jiang Moyao wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xiao Zichen.

"Okay, let's not talk about such disappointing things. You go back first. I'll go to your place for dinner tonight."

Xiao Zichen was not a lustful person. Looking at the pile of documents on the table, he had to finish them today. Fortunately, Jiang Moyao's mood was now stable.

Jiang Moyao knew how to advance and retreat. She had achieved her purpose of coming here this time, which should be said to have exceeded her initial expectations. It was time for her to leave.

Jiang Moyao packed up the thermos box quickly, then stood up and hugged Xiao Zichen gently. Just when she was about to leave Xiao Zichen's arms, a warm breath came from her forehead, and Xiao Zichen kissed her forehead.

Jiang Moyao has been back for a week. Although she and Xiao Zichen have frequent contacts during this period, they can still keep a certain distance, and the most intimate gesture is just a gentle hug.

Now Xiao Zichen's move was very clear, and Jiang Moyao was indeed a little surprised. Their current progress was much faster than he thought.

But Jiang Moyao is an extremely rational person. At this time, such a move will only push herself into the wrong position, which is not what she wants.

Jiang Moyao gently pushed Xiao Zichen away. Even though she was eager for this man's embrace and passion, she couldn't accept it.

"Zi Chen, don't be like this. I don't want our pure relationship to be stigmatized."

Xiao Zichen just wanted to give Jiang Moyao a reassuring kiss, but when he heard Jiang Moyao's words, he felt that he was being abrupt, or that he had tarnished their relationship.

Because of Jiang Moyao's words, Xiao Zichen was even more sure that he did not love the wrong person.

Thinking about the things Mo Yurou had done to get her, Xiao Zichen felt more and more that Jiang Moyao was so flawless and untainted.

"Momo, I lost my temper. Let's go. I'll ask the driver to take you back."

After saying that, Xiao Zichen called Liu Mingyu and took Jiang Moyao to the elevator. After Jiang Moyao entered the elevator, he returned to the office.

When he walked to the door of the office, Xiao Zichen heard the sound of a cell phone coming from inside. When he walked in to answer it, the call had already been hung up.

Xiao Zichen glanced at the caller ID on it, Miss Mo. Xiao Zichen thought for a while and didn't pick up the phone. Instead, he sat down and started working.

More than ten minutes later, the phone rang again, and it was still Miss Mo. This time, Xiao Zichen picked up the call.

"What's up?"

The tone was not at all gentle as when he was with Jiang Moyao just now. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be used to this tone and said calmly.

"The things have been packed. Come and get them when you find time!"

"knew."

After Xiao Zichen said this, he hung up the phone.

At this time, Mo Yurou was standing at the window of an office on the 28th floor of a building in downtown Los Angeles. When she heard the beeping sound coming from the phone, she just smiled faintly and put the phone aside.

Opposite this building is the Xiao family's Sino-Ocean Group. It's really funny to think that I have not been to the building opposite even though I have been married to Xiao Zichen for a year.

"Miss, this is the will Mr. Mo made before his death. Do you need to open it now?"

At this time, a man about fifty years old walked in, holding a sealed document in his hand and placed it in front of Mo Yurou.

Mo Yurou glanced at the document bag on the table, but did not take it. Instead, she looked at the elder in front of her and said.
Chapter completed!