Chapter 255 - The Most Beautiful Person?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

She took a bold step forward.

“Hi, I am Qin Xue.”

She stretched out her fair hand, wanting to shake Mo Jinrong’s, but Mo Jinrong didn’t even look at her, much less shake her hand.

Qin Xue’s hand stopped in midair and was a little embarrassed for a long time. She retracted her hand with a smile.

“Qin Xue, don’t fool around. I’m discussing something, don’t disturb me. The one you should be concerned about is Mo Jinrong, not the butler.”

Qin Tian reminded her softly.

“So what? You only treat me as a money-making tool. That Mo Jinrong is ugly and old, how is he worthy of me?”

Qin Xue spoke loudly, not giving Mo San any face.

Mo San: “…”

“Mr. Zhao, I have reserved a guest room in the hotel. It is a little noisy here and my young master likes the quiet, so we’ll have to excuse ourselves,” Mo Jinrong stood up slowly and said.

Qin Hao clenched his fists and glared at his insensible daughter.

Zhao Guoliang smiled and walked Mo Jinrong to the private elevator.

“Young Master! Look at that Qin Xue, she doesn’t have any manners at all. She actually dares to call me old and ugly in public? She’s embarrassing me.”

Mo San was still furious at the thought. After all, he was the one with Mo Jinrong’s name, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

“She just has a heart disease like Ying’er. Ying’er wouldn’t be as unreasonable as her.”

Mo Jinrong spoke softly and Mo Ying’s innocent smile appeared in his mind.

After he arrived at the guest room, he took out his phone and sent Lan Anran a message.

“I’m here, where is she?”

Lan Anran had long noticed Mo Jinrong’s arrival through the surveillance camera and she smiled.

“She’s next door, move to the room next door.”

She then called Kong Tian through her earphone.

“I’m busy, keep an eye out for me and adapt to the situation.”

After Lan Anran sent the message, she kept her earphones and phone. She wore a veil, revealing her big bright eyes. She was fully armed as she waited for Mo Jinrong to come knocking.

Mo Jinrong read the message and knocked on the door of the room next door.

The door was remote-controlled. Lan Anran pressed the button and the door opened automatically.

She sat on the sofa with her back facing Mo Jinrong.

“You are Zero?” Mo Jinrong asked skeptically.

Lan Anran didn’t reply, she just quietly arranged her things at the side.

“Miss Zero, Young Master would like you to treat him with hypnotherapy. What do we do now?” Seeing no response, Mo San continued to ask.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lan Anran turned around, revealing her bright eyes. She raised her arm and waved it gently, signalling for him to sit.

“It’s her!”

Mo Jinrong blurted out, he would always remember her bright eyes.

He sat on the sofa slowly and looked at Zero.

Lan Anran looked at Mo San, gesturing for him to leave.

Mo San had no choice, he could only retreat to the door and wait for Mo Jinrong.

Lan Anran took out a type of incense, lit it softly and placed it in front of Mo Jinrong’s nose. The fragrance followed his nose and entered his brain. He started to feel dizzy and lay on the sofa, gradually losing consciousness.

In his dream, he saw his sister smiling happily beside him. He was playing hide and seek with her.

Suddenly!

The dream suddenly changed to the scene on the plane.

He was horrified and his body kept twitching. He saw his sister’s horrified gaze and the hand that wanted help reaching towards him.

He had never felt so scared.

Lan Anran placed the scent on Mo Jinrong’s philtrum, which made him ease up.

She took Mo Jinrong’s pulse and found that it wasn’t as weak as before. Perhaps it was because of the medicine, but his pulse had become stronger.

It seemed like the medicine last time was very effective. She took out another needle and slowly pushed it into Mo Jinrong’s vein.

He fell completely silent.

Lan Anran spoke slowly, keeping her voice low.

“Ying’er appeared and she smiled happily.”

Mo Jinrong’s dream started to change according to Lan Anran’s words.

In the dream, Mo Ying and Mo Jinrong were kiting, the two of them running freely on the grass and the kite flew high into the sky. Mo Ying laughed loudly.

“Brother! Brother! Look, my kite is flying much higher than yours.”

Mo Ying pointed at the kite with a smile.

“Ying’er is incredible!”

Mo Jinrong praised.

He pinched Mo Ying’s small face and suddenly, their kites tangled together!

Mo Ying’s kite was the first to snap!

Mo Ying cried loudly and Mo Jinrong was anxious, he was most afraid of his sister crying.

“It’s my fault, my kite tangled with yours.”

Mo Jinrong reproached himself.

Mo Ying wiped her tears and smiled.

“Brother, I don’t blame you. I didn’t lose the kite, she just went to another place. Won’t she always be in your heart?”

She took out another kite from behind her and held it with a smile.

“It’s my fault, you wouldn’t have died if it weren’t for me.”

Mo Jinrong suddenly reproached himself.

The dream suddenly turned dark. Mo Ying stood not far away, smiling at Mo Jinrong as she flickered.

“Don’t go! Ying’er, don’t go, stay with me, okay?”

Mo Jinrong was as fragile as a child, begging Mo Ying to stay.