C70 (1/2)

”How do you know her last name is Mo?” Su Ming was stunned for a moment, but soon after, he felt that he had made a fuss over nothing.

The last time they had gone from the hospital to the bar together, he might have heard the name of the ant on the way.

Yuwen Xin was silent. With this, he seemed to understand why Yuwen Nan would write to Su Ming.

As it turned out, Mo Little Ants was her friend.

Back then, when he was a daughter of the Mo Clan, he did not expect to live in a place like this.

”I still need to go to another place, do you still want to go with me?” Su Su wrote a letter guessing that Mo Little Ant wouldn't be able to return in a short while, so he might as well get back to business.

She still cared about the matter of Yuanbao leaving the hospital.

Yuwen Xin raised her head and thought for a moment. She elegantly replied, ”If you don't mind.”

He still wanted to stay with her for a while.

”I don't mind. ”Give me a moment.” Su Ming shook his head and went to the washroom to change his clothes.

Yuwen Xin had also walked in. He stopped by the side of the table and picked up the box of medicine Su Wen had just eaten. After carefully looking at the name of the medicine and realizing that it was an ordinary cold medicine, he let out a sigh of relief.

Just now, he had felt that her complexion wasn't good.

Su Ming had yet to write a letter and was probably tidying his hair. In the end, he was going to see his son. He couldn't just run away with his hair all disheveled and his face dirty.

Just as Yuwen Xin was about to leave the table, she looked down and saw that Su Mo's wallet had just dropped to the ground. She bent down and picked it up. The wallet was opened, revealing a photo inside. In the photo, it was the mother and daughter duo. They looked similar, but of course, Su Ming's letter was more outstanding. The other two should be her mother and sister. However, his mother wore a worried expression, and his sister's brows were slightly cold. In the entire picture, only Su Chen seemed to have sent a letter and smiled the brightest.

Like a monologue.