Chapter 845: Your Lover Is Me

Mo Yixuan scooped a small spoonful of porridge and carefully handed it to He Xiyan's mouth.

"Eat it, it's still hot..."

"I want to go back!"

He Xiyan turned her face away, and the spoon fell to the ground with a clang when she raised her hand.

Mo Yixuan took two steps back and squatted down to pick up the spoon that fell on the ground. After putting down the things in his hand, he walked towards He Xiyan again and looked at her angry face.

She was angry, but he was heartbroken.

"Yanyan..." Mo Yixuan pursed his beautiful lips and a bitter smile came out. He stretched out his hand and wanted to put it on her shoulder.

He Xiyan quickly turned her body, so that hand fell into the air.

Mo Yixuan paused, a trace of entanglement and heartache flashed across his eyes, but soon, he stretched out his hand again, this time directly grasping her shoulders, holding tightly, so that she could not break free at all.

"Yanyan, stay." Mo Yixuan's voice was very hoarse and low, with a pleading tone. He never asked for help from others, but he only asked for this woman in his life. A woman he had ignored and abandoned.

He Xiyan stretched out her hand and pushed the man in front of her hard. She gritted her teeth and was extremely angry.

She was really annoyed with this man who suddenly appeared and disrupted her life.

"Mo Yixuan, how many times do I have to say it before you understand that you and I are over. I have a new life and a lover now. Don't bother me anymore." He Xiyan said impatiently.

She just wanted to get her phone quickly and reply to Jiahang's message quickly. Otherwise, Jiahang would be very worried.

Mo Yixuan's heart choked, but he grabbed He Xiyan's hand even harder.

"Your lover is me." He said solemnly, his voice dry.

He Xiyan sighed, her face flushed under the light, red to her ears, she was really annoyed, so annoyed that she had the urge to smash things.

"Mo Yixuan, you are sick!" He Xiyan, who was already extremely impatient, cursed angrily. She clenched her fists with both hands and punched Mo Yixuan one by one.

But she didn't have much strength, so such actions obviously had no effect.

Mo Yixuan smiled bitterly.

Yes, he is sick. If he wasn't sick, how could he be so stupid at the beginning, being calculated by Xia Yuwei, losing his home, losing her, and also losing his happiness.

"Let me go, Mo Yixuan, you are so outstanding, you have such good conditions, there will be many women who like you. You don't have to worry about me. I am a person who has died once, just treat me as dead."

He Xiyan said irritably again, her voice was urgent, and she could hear his inner depression and eagerness to leave here.

She looked at the man in front of her, frowning, and her eyes were indescribably bored.

Mo Yixuan's dark eyes flashed, and a trace of pain could no longer be concealed between his brows. Yanyan's words were undoubtedly like a knife cutting into his heart, making him feel suffocated.

Only he knew in his heart what kind of life he had lived when he thought she was dead. There was not a day that he did not regret, and there was not a day that he did not miss her.

Now that he has found her, how could he let her leave him and disappear from his life again?

She has become an indispensable part of his life.