Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

The little guy obediently returned the phone to Ning Lesi, "Thank you uncle."

Ning Lesi was funny, this little guy still had tears on his face, but when facing him, he could still smile as brightly as the sun.

He was a little curious, who could give birth to such a lovely child.

He subconsciously looked out the door, thinking about what kind of person that Zhang Mo'er was.

When he saw Zhang Mo'er, he felt a little familiar.

Ning Lesi shook his head helplessly, what's wrong with him, he's getting more and more out of control, he's not like this usually, he never meddles in his own business.

But recently he has taken care of too much.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that Ning Lesi had been looking out the door, the little guy was a little curious.

Ning Lesi smiled and shook his head, "I didn't see anything."

"Uncle, can I go out for a walk in the afternoon? It's too boring in the ward."

The little guy pouted, looking a little coquettish.

Ning Lesi patted the little guy's head, "You can go out now."

"Really?"

The little guy couldn't believe it, the doctor had clearly told him that he couldn't go out casually.

Ning Lesi smiled, "Of course."

The little guy reached out to hug me, "Then please give me a hug, uncle."

Ning Lesi pointed to the door, "Someone is hugging you."

The little guy looked towards the door.

"Mo'er!"

The little guy jumped out of bed quickly and ran towards Zhang Mo'er.

Zhang Mo'er smiled and waved to the little guy.

The little guy hugged Zhang Mo'er's leg, "Am I dreaming?"

When Zhang Mo'er heard this, she almost burst into tears.

Picking up the little guy, "I'm not dreaming, I'm sorry Xiaoyi, I'm late."

The little guy nestled in Zhang Mo'er's neck, and said Nuo Nuo, "I thought I would never see you again."

Ning Lesi walked over, "Let's have a chat first, I'll go out for a while, call me if you need anything."

Zhang Mo'er nodded, "Thank you, sir."

Ning Lesi smiled at Zhang Mo'er, and then walked out.

Zhang Mo'er carried the little guy to the bed, looked at the little guy carefully, feeling very distressed.

Not only has the little guy lost weight, but his face is even paler than usual.

"Mo'er, don't worry about me, I'm fine now."

Zhang Mo'er smiled and said with tears in her eyes, "I know you are fine now, but I just feel distressed."

The little guy grabbed Zhang Mo'er's hand, very happy, "Mo'er, do you know? I'm really happy that you can come to see me."

Zhang Mo'er felt very guilty. This feeling seemed to have happened before, strong and profound.

"Mo'er, where's Uncle Shen?"

Seeing that Zhang Mo'er was alone, the little guy asked.

Only then did Zhang Mo'er realize that she was too anxious at the time and didn't bother to speak to Shen Rongche at all.

Moreover, the phone was not turned on at this time, so Zhang Mo'er felt a little embarrassed when she took out the phone and found countless missed calls.

The little guy smiled and said: "Mo'er should call Uncle Shen back, otherwise Uncle Shen should be in a hurry."

Zhang Moer nodded.

Called Shen Rongche, but no one answered.

Zhang Mo'er was a little strange, but she didn't think too much, and called Le Yanlan back.

After being scolded by Le Yanlan, Le Yanlan was relieved when she found the little guy, and didn't bother to scold Zhang Mo'er anymore.

But at this moment, Shen Rongche was a little devastated.

J told the whereabouts of his father, but the person who came back was a vegetable, and the appearance of this person was no longer recognizable as before.

Shen Rongche couldn't believe that this man was his father.

Mo Zihan stood behind Shen Rongche, seeing that Shen Rongche hadn't spoken for a long time, he was a little worried.

"Ache?"

Shen Rongche turned around, "Send someone to guard."

Then he walked out, and Mo Zihan followed suit.

"Are you sure this man is your father?"

Mo Zihan was a little puzzled, he didn't look like Shen Rongche at all.

Perhaps it was because Shen Rongche was too imposing, so when he saw the dying person on the bed, it was impossible to connect them as a father and son.

Shen Rongche said lightly: "Just try it and you will know."

"The DNA results won't be known until tomorrow morning at the earliest. You'd better go and rest for a while."

Mo Zihan said worriedly.

"I'm going to Italy for a while, and I need you to take care of me here."

Shen Rongche had already set off, and the plane had already left Huaxia's airspace. Later, because J revealed Shen Ying's whereabouts, he returned.

I don't know how Zhang Mo'er is doing now.

Mo Zihan nodded, "Don't worry, leave this to me."

"Ah."

"By the way, the foxes have no news at all, what should we do?"

Shen Rongche was silent for a while, then said, "Wait."

Mo Zihan frowned. Even professionals like them couldn't find a trace of the foxes. Right now, there was nothing he could do but wait.

Shen Rongche quickly rushed to Italy, and Zhang Mo'er stayed with the little guy in the hospital. When Shen Rongche arrived, Zhang Mo'er was building blocks with the little guy in the ward.

Shen Rongche pushed open the door and saw the sunlight outside the window hitting the faces of Zhang Mo'er and the little guy. Both of them were smiling. This scene was so beautiful, it was like a dream.

The little guy discovered Shen Rongche first.

"Uncle Shen!"

Zhang Mo'er looked over and shouted in surprise, "Ache!"

Shen Rongche walked over, a little serious, and pulled Zhang Mo'er up.

"Do you know how dangerous it is for you to run around like this?"

Zhang Mo'er was a little embarrassed, "I know I was wrong, I was too anxious at the time, and didn't think so much."

Shen Rongche said coldly: "There will be no next time."

"Ok!"

Zhang Moer agreed with a smile.

"Why did you come here so soon?"

"What do you say?"

Shen Rongche turned to look at the little guy.

The little guy looked at Shen Rongche with a smile.

"Uncle Shen, please stay safe."

Shen Rongche said lightly: "I'm fine, but you seem to be fine."

The little guy choked and glared at Shen Rongche.

Shen Rongche continued: "But seeing that you are still alive, I am relieved."

"Thank you Uncle Shen for your concern."

The little guy said with a smile.

"You're welcome."

Zhang Mo'er wanted to interrupt, but was ignored by these two people.

I was wondering why the two of them turned against each other as soon as they met.

"Ah Che, Xiao Yi is sick, don't talk about him."

Shen Rongche turned his face away and looked at Zhang Mo'er indifferently.

"Don't worry, it will be your turn later."

The little guy couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Shen Rongche squinted at the little guy, who immediately lowered his head and continued to suppress his smile.

Now Ning Lesi came over.

"you are?"

Seeing Shen Rongche in the ward, Ning Lesi asked.

The little guy quickly explained, "He is my uncle."

Ning Lesi was puzzled, "Where are your parents?"

The little guy was a little embarrassed, "Uh... well..."