C37 (1/2)

Without waiting for Han Yong to reply, Mo Xiaoxiao rushed out of the kitchen. The air in the kitchen gave off a suffocating feeling. She … she was afraid.

She stood at the top of the stairs, breathing heavily. Only then did she realize that she was in a trance.

Pour the water out, take it out and place it on top of the water heater. Han Yong looked at the shocked expression in Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes. His heart ached, but he couldn't say anything. He didn't know what exactly happened that night.

Moreover, Xiao Meng Han seemed to have completely changed. It could be seen that Xiao Meng Han had also considered the possibility of Mo Xiao Ran coming back here.

Based on Han Yong's understanding of Xiao Meng Han, this was the first time he was willing to put so much effort and effort into helping a woman.

”What are you thinking?” Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the dazed Han Yong. Could it be that his mind could be infected, or this place was unorthodox?

Ye Zichen looked around subconsciously, he couldn't tell what was being said.

Han Yong smiled and spoke warmly to Mo Xiaoxiao, ”Do you still remember what I told you in the hospital?”

”What do you mean?” Mo Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes. In the next second, she remembered something. She widened her eyes. Could it be, that Xiao Menghan's current situation was because of his previous mistreatment?

Han Yong nodded his head in disobedience. No matter how long the scam that he had already started could last, he had to maintain it.

Ye Mo looked at the stairs, his eyes full of sympathy.

Xiao Meng Han looked at the high and mighty scene in front of her. The truth was very pitiful. This was probably the reason why he wasn't willing to accept the interview.

”Did my interview excite him? Or bring him some trouble? ” Silent Dye's index finger poked at the table. If that was the case, she would have committed a great sin.

The shadow of her childhood was a nightmare that could easily haunt a lifetime, and she had personally picked out the scar on his wound.

Han Yong shook his head and sighed. He could only say one sentence, ”You are a kind and good girl.”

Mo Xiaoxiao did not say anything, but Xiao Meng Han, who was barely standing on the stairs, was drenched in sweat.

He lowered his head to look at his waist full of silver hair. His skin was almost transparent. Both his hands were tightly clenched into fists. Was he going to live his life in such a miserable manner?

With a loud thud, Xiao Meng Han's legs couldn't support his body as he tumbled down the stairs. The red plum blossom splashed all the way down to the floor, dyeing her silver hair red.

”Meng Han?”

”Xiao Meng Han?”

Han Yong carried Xiao Meng Han back to his bedroom. He was puzzled as to why Xiao Meng Han wasn't sent to the hospital. When he remembered her identity and what happened to him when he was young, he was afraid that she wasn't suitable to go to the hospital for treatment.

”Let me make a call. Can you take care of him here?” Han Yong couldn't delay any longer as he needed to get in touch with the people abroad.

If this continued, Han Yong couldn't guarantee what the next day would be like for Xiao Menghan.

Within the bedroom, Xiao Xi held a towel and lightly poked the sweat on Xiao Meng Han's forehead, his body temperature was still terrifyingly hot.

He had the air of a fairy. His silver hair shone with a soft and smooth luster under the light, but just looking at his weak face made one's heart ache.

As expected, the eyes of the silent Xiao Yan met with a pair of pitch-black eyes. She did not know when Xiao Meng Han had woken up, but he was looking at her without blinking.

”Scared you? My hair. ” The hoarse voice had a low magnetism, as if it was a whisper that came from a few worlds that had passed by.

Xiao Meng Han's Qi was still very shallow, as if it would dissipate with the night wind at any moment.