Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 442 She might be our little wish! 【1】

The questioning words clearly jumped into Mu Qianshui's ears with a tremor.

She was shocked again, her eyes widened, but she hid behind the wall more cautiously and continued to eavesdrop.

"Tong, don't get excited, you forgot that you can't be too excited."

Then came Mu Jingheng's gentle persuasion.

"After so many years, my illness has long since stabilized, but that Yan Xinxin..."

Ning Zitong paused as he spoke, his face flustered, and he shook his head.

"How come, how come there are so many similar things?"

"What Ah Tong means is that you also think that Miss Yan is probably the precious daughter we lost back then, Xiao Yuan?"

"No!"

Ning Zitong yelled in panic, completely unable to accept this promise.

Do not--

When hearing Mu Jingheng's words, Mu Qianshui also refused loudly in his heart.

Do not!
How could such a thing happen!

Could Yan Xinxin be Mu Qianyuan who has been dead for so many years?

how can that be!

Back then, she watched Mu Qianshui being washed down the cliff by the current, and the chance of surviving was almost zero!

How could a person who died more than ten years ago suddenly come back to life!
"Impossible! My little wish is dead! Dead!"

Ning Zitong broke down emotionally, his eyes were red and weeping.

She can't accept it.

No matter what, he was unwilling to accept that Yan Xinxin would be his most precious little wish that she hated before meeting her!

If Yan Xinxin is Mu Qianyuan, how should she face...

Do not!
She doesn't accept it!

"Don't get excited, Ah Tong. This is just my guess. You are right. Our little wish has been dead for so many years, and she still fell from such a high place. It is impossible for her to..."

Impossible to be alive.

Mu Jingheng paused.

It was impossible to say such painful words.

"Perhaps it's because people are similar, and that Miss Yan has been raised by her parents since she was a child. It's really impossible for her to be our little wish."

Mu Jingheng comforted her gently.

Ning Zitong's mood gradually stabilized, but his heartbeat was still racing, and his tears still couldn't be stopped.

Yan Xinxin's words and deeds, every frown and smile, are magnified and profound in her mind at this moment, and the expression between her brows and eyes is exactly the same as the little baby in her memory!
Ning Zitong clenched his fists in pain, stood up suddenly, and tightly grasped Mu Jingheng's hand.

"Ah Jing, aren't you still in touch with that Dr. Louis? He was the one who took care of my illness back then, so help me contact him!"

She looked at him sincerely, her tear-filled eyes filled with anticipation and worry.

Mu Jingheng clenched Ning Zitong's hand in distress, and nodded solemnly.

"I already contacted Dr. Louis when I was in the hospital."

He replied that he was in contact with the doctor at the door of the ward.

Mu Jingheng held Ning Zitong's hand tightly, and sighed melancholy.

"I don't know what you think, Tong, but I really selfishly hope that Miss Yan is our little wish. Looking at her, the wound in my heart is being healed bit by bit for no reason... "

He said, raising a smile, and a kind of hope was also ignited in his eyes.

"A Tong, do you believe in miracles?"

"Ajing..."

"Sometimes there are too many coincidences, and it is not a coincidence, but the truth."

Mu Jingheng's gaze was firm, and he made up his mind.

"I think it's necessary for me to investigate Miss Yan's life experience, as well as Qian Yuan's falling into the water."

Hearing Mu Jingheng's last words, Mu Qianshui raised his hand to cover his mouth in astonishment, his eyes widened in horror!
No!

There must be no such thing!

(End of this chapter)