Chapter 83 (1/2)

Mo Yanrui tried to hide the sadness on his face, but the depression at the bottom of his eyes betrayed his mood.

He waved to sister LAN: ”forget it...” How could Xiaochen tell the truth?

”I'm going to the hospital to see my mom.” Xiaochen cries to go to the hospital, Mu Qingxuan.

Sister Lan was very embarrassed: ”young master, your mother is no longer in the hospital. It's meaningless for you to go now.”

”Mommy is not in the hospital. Where is she? She's gone? Don't want me again? ” At this point, his tears came down.

LAN Sao couldn't wipe the tissue. She was very distressed. She was completely defeated by him. She explained helplessly: ”Miss Mu is at Miss Ling's house now. She will come back later.”

”At Aunt Ling's? When will she be back? ” When he said this, he looked at Mo Yanrui. Mo Yanrui was stunned and did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at sister LAN.

Sister LAN pinched her eyebrows: ”this It's not clear, or Your mommy wants to play a little longer

She is guilty of such a lie, and Xiaochen doesn't believe it, so she pesters Mo Yanrui and asks him to call Ling Sisi.

”No, your mommy is resting now.” Mo Yanrui refused.

After that, no matter how Xiaochen begged, he didn't want to let go, because he was the only one in the family with Mu Qingxuan's number, so sister Lan was also powerless for Xiaochen's crying.

”I hate you, daddy. I don't think you want mommy back.” With that, Xiaochen ran up the stairs angrily.

Mo Yanrui looked at his little figure with his lips tightly. He didn't move a step or utter a word.

”Young master, why are you doing this? You give Miss Ling's contact number to the young master. Maybe Miss Mu will come back as soon as possible for the sake of the young master's hunger. ”

Sister LAN sighed and asked Mo Yanrui.

”She just lost her child. At this time, Xiaochen contacted her, which might make her feel more sad, so I'd better wait a little later.”

Mo Yanrui coldly says the reason, and sister LAN loves him even more. Even if he is really wrong in this matter, his sincerity to miss Mu is beyond doubt.

”Even so, if you don't explain clearly to the young master, he will be angry with you.”

How hurtful it is for father and son.

Mo Yanrui mocked himself and said, ”I made his mother sad and not at home. He was already very angry, and it was not so bad.”

Three days later in the evening, Mu Qingxuan was standing on the balcony of her bedroom, gazing at the landscape. Her eyebrows tightened. Her eyes seemed to be searching for something, and her face was not indifferent.

”What's good to see?” Ling Sisi quietly approached her and asked with a smile.

Mu Qingxuan closed his face, and his lips barely curved upward: ”no, just look at the sunset.”

Ling Sisi looks over her head and looks at her with inquiring eyes: ”do you feel like enjoying the sunset?”

Mu Qingxuan glared back at her: ”do you want to sprinkle salt on the wound?”

Ling Sisi immediately raised his hands: ”OK, I'm not going to sprinkle salt on your wound, I just think you don't see the sunset, but someone's figure.”

As soon as her words came to an end, Mu Qingxuan made a face: ”I don't know what you're talking about.”

”You don't have to pretend in front of me. He used to report on time after work, but he hasn't been seen these two days. Are you not calm?” Ling Sisi directly pointed out the way.