100 Ton of Agarwood

  Beast Pets are Shocked · Bad Little Boy, Don't Be Like This, 100, Sinking Fragrance (3)

  Hu Mengdie gazed at Mo Yan in front of her. The man in black clothes was handsome and elegant, set against the night sky, as if he were a delicate jade carving. When such a handsome man first appeared before her eyes, even though she was a model who had seen countless good-looking male models in the industry, she was still stunned.

  When Mo Yan actively chatted with her and mentioned that he had a friend looking for a model with a classical temperament, asking Hu Mengdie if she was willing to go for a screen test... She nodded without hesitation.

  Even though she still had the endorsement of Jing'an Villa at that time, and although she was already planning to avenge her grandfather, she couldn't refuse him.

  Then he introduced her to Hong He, who was very satisfied with her classical temperament. As a result, she naturally got closer and closer to Mo Yan - even when Mo Yan had a drink with several brothers in the same dormitory, she happened to meet them and could sit together and play naturally.

  In Hu Mengdie's eyes, she and Mo Yan have already taken a step towards a more intimate direction.

  Thinking of this, Hu Mengdie lowered her head, "Mo Yan, you misunderstood me. How could I blame you? You're helping me find job opportunities, I should thank you instead. Just pretend I was being coquettish earlier, these past two days have been really stressful for me."

  Hu Mengdie glanced at Mo Yan and said, "...only when facing you can I be so straightforward."

  Mo Yan smiled, revealing his neat teeth. He always wore black clothes, which made his teeth appear even whiter. "Don't say that, don't forget you have a good sister by your side - Mochen is the one you should really trust."

  Hu Mengdie nodded seriously, but still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

  Moxi is really a good sister, Moxi has helped her so much; but Moxi and Moyan are still different... In this world, for girls, good sisters are not as important as the boys they have a crush on.

  Mo Yan watched as Hu Mengdie's taxi drove away, and let out a soft sigh.

  That girl had a crush on him, he could see it clearly, but - she really misunderstood.

  He met her at a party and took the initiative to talk to her, not because she was particularly attractive to him, but because - he saw the soul following beside her.

  That's Meng Huan'an. The foolish man who stood by the river Wangchuan for three years, unable to put his mind at ease about his granddaughter, involuntarily returned to the mortal world to follow her... only he couldn't let her perceive it.

  On the night of the Ghost Festival, Meng Chuan didn't know that standing under her building wasn't just one female ghost, Butterfly, but also him...

  When he saw the appearance of the butterfly, thinking of Hu Mengdie and her extreme resemblance, he thought of the soul by Hu Mengdie's side - that soul was a fierce ghost, Mo Yan instinctively worried that the fierce ghost would harm Mianmian.

  Mo Yan became more proactive in interacting with Hu Mengdie, because as long as he called Hu Mengdie to his side, Meng Huan's soul would definitely follow; under Mo Yan's surveillance, Meng Huan's soul had no chance of finding Mian Cui...

  This matter turned around, what he did was just a trifle, but it got Hu Mengdie involved. Ai Jia replied to this, he had no way to explain, could only deeply feel apologetic.

  The taxi drove away, Mo Yan sighed and turned around, but saw a green ant with a cold smile standing in the shadow of the lamp.

  "What are you doing here?" Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, "You dare to track me down?"

  Green ant stared at Mo Yan's gaze, "Chen Xiang was pushed down by you!"

  "What did you say?" Mo Yan's pupils grew darker, as if gradually covering up all the white of his eyes.

  It's the end of the month again, with only a sliver of moon left in the sky, and the approach of the darkest day without a moon - this is also the most restless day for the wolf tribe. Many members of the wolf tribe can't help but harm people, mostly happening on these few days when the moonlight is extremely weak.

  The green ant attributed Chen Xiang's death to him, and Mo Yan was shocked, but not unexpected.

  Mo Yan raised the corner of his lips and coldly smiled back at Green Ant, "Actually, I thought it was you who did it."

  The green ant narrowed its eyes and said, "Obviously it's you! How come, wanting to push everything onto me?"

  Mo Yan shrugged and said, "Then tell me, why would I kill someone who has nothing to do with me?"

  "It's easy!" The green ant stretched out and slowly rolled to death an ant that was crawling under its six-inch heel, "Chen Xiang scolded Xia Mei Cui and Hu Meng Die at the same time. And these two women are now very close to you. Second Master, they are both your favorite females, right?"

  Mo Yan smiled, "Is it just for this? Chen Xiang may not be respectful with her words, but have you ever seen Meng Yan letting her take advantage of him? So why do I need to make a move?"

  Mo Yan narrowed his eyes and glared at the green ant, "It's you now, aren't you jealous of Meng Cui to death? She protected Hu Mengdie, but you had to make trouble for Hu Mengdie - killing Chen Xiang, making the rumors about Hu Mengdie even more rampant... You used such an indirect method to intimidate and avenge Meng Cui."

  "Haha……" The green ant laughed so hard that she bent her waist, "I hate Xia Mochen, but when the day I couldn't bear it came, I directly pounced on her and bit through her throat. Why bother going around in such a big circle to kill some Chen Xiang?"

  Mo Yan's eyes became even darker, "If it wasn't our wolf tribe, who else would have the ability to kill Chen Xiang without leaving any trace?"

  On the other side of the dark night, Mo Ye pushed away Hei Ye with her hands and feet, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and stared at him with a mixture of shyness and shock. She turned around, pulled out a large cushion, and threw it at him, "Didn't I warn you not to come over casually? How did you still come? How could you do this to me?"

  Mo Ye didn't dodge or evade, letting her hit him with the large cushion. It didn't hurt anyway, and it was better to let her vent out her frustration before they could have a proper conversation.

  As expected, Mo Ze himself went soft, and in anger, he threw the cushion back against the wall. He didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only point at the door in anger: "Get out!"

  Mo Ye quietly gazed at Mao Xian, knowing that her energy had dissipated. Not only did she not leave, but instead stretched out her hand to pull the pillow over and pressed her face against it. "This pillow is the one you threw at me last time, isn't it? The one I slept on? Hmm, it's really comfortable, I even thought about it when I was sleeping."

  Misty cicada's face turned bright red with anger, "You, you give it back to me!" Afraid of being snatched away, she quickly pulled it back.

  He didn't let go, staring into her eyes, "You're mad at me and I kissed you, actually it's because I couldn't help myself. My hands were already clenched around yours, and I was afraid you'd shout out and disturb Sixth Aunt, so in my panic, the only thing I could do was seal your lips with mine... Eh, if you're still angry, how about I let you seal them back?"

  "Hey!" Mo Xian was really annoyed by him, wanting to let go of the armrest, but her hand was caught again. Mo Xian could only sigh, "Little brat, stop messing around, I'm busy right now. Why don't you drive your sports car and play by yourself? Don't come bother me, okay?"

  Mo Ye let out a soft sigh and grasped her hand tightly, "I know you're annoyed, that's why I came upstairs."

  His heart skipped a beat. He had said that her fear would summon him; and this time again, right?

  "Tell me all your worries and fears." The night was dark, but his eyes were calm and clear.

  Foam cicada lowered his head and said, "The murderer who killed Chen Xiang is me!"

  "What's going on? Tell me." Mo Xie still held onto Meng Yan's hand, "Don't rush, speak slowly. Even if others can't understand, I can."

  Mò Xiǎo looked up at him, his eyes clear as water. Mò Xiǎo nodded. What he said was right, her worries couldn't be expressed to her mother, Guān Guān, Hú Méng Dié, or Guān Qián big brother, because they wouldn't understand and wouldn't believe; but Mò Yě was different.

  Foam wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, "I didn't listen to you, I made the remaining bones of the butterfly into a diamond bracelet and gave it to Hu Mengdie. Because I thought, Hu Mengdie had never seen her grandmother before, she was in a low valley at that time, that string of bracelets was like her grandparents always accompanying her..."

  The tip of the cicada's wing was icy, and she tightly grasped Mo Ye's hand. "Chen Xiang has always bullied Hu Mengdie, and the butterfly and Meng Huanan attached to her hand will definitely be enraged, maybe they were the ones who killed Chen Xiang..."

  "Guān Jiǎo said that Chen Xiang's room couldn't find any trace left by the murderer; if it was a living person, it's impossible to leave no trace at all, the only explanation is that it might be a ghost who killed."

  Mò Zhān's tears slid down her cheeks, "Xiao Xié, although I didn't personally kill Chen Xiāng, but the hairpin was made by me alone to give to Hú Mèng Dié——so the person who should take responsibility for this is me!"

  "I thought I was being kind, but unexpectedly my foolish kindness would end up taking someone's life - Xiao Xie, I'm so distressed. I want to go and surrender to Guan Shuo Gege, but I don't know what to say... Even if I have the intention of admitting guilt, will they be able to understand?"

  Mò Xiǎo finally cried out in relief, Mò Yé stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. When she was being strong, she was like a small porcupine, but now as she nestled in his arms, tugging at his collar and sobbing softly, she seemed delicate and soft like a lost little kitten.

  Mo Ye stretched out his hand and stroked her hair, "Foolish, it's not possible. Even ghosts have feelings, you helped them, how would they turn around and harm you?"

  "Are you saying it won't be them?"

  Mo Ye's gaze was calm and serene: "Won't."

  "Really?"

  "Really."

  If it were someone else who said that, Meng Xiang would probably just think they were comforting her; but hearing Mo Ye say it, her panicked heart slowly calmed down - she believed him.

  Mò Xiǎo wiped away her tears on Mò Yé's collar, "If it wasn't Huādié and Méng Huài ān, then who was it?"

  Mò Xiǎo's collar was tightly grasped by Mò Yāo, "...... I, I'm worried, won't it be, 'ā Piāo' again?" She shivered all over and subconsciously nestled back into Mò Yāo's arms.

  She really didn't want to see them again, especially when she was alone.

  Mo Ye sighed and said, "I will be there."

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  Updated here, see you tomorrow morning. Two hearts are slowly getting closer, this process is actually the most wonderful, don't rush to the result and ignore the beauty of the process.

  Thank you, everyone!

  Thank you for YY's red envelope string, momoko3699's 30 flowers, 14763230850's flash diamond, dywang, and Ai Qingqing's fresh flowers.