After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

His deep eyes seemed to be filled with stars, Mo Xiaoyu was fascinated by it, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"You are also the most handsome."

"Who thought I was ugly yesterday, huh?" An Zhengye teased when she saw that she had regained her composure.

"I feel sorry for you." Mo Xiaoyu explained, with a hint of coquettishness in his voice.

"I understand." An Zhengye's eyes were full of doting.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, and said somewhat dependently: "I want to wash my face and tidy it up."

"Okay, I'll do it." An Zhengye satisfied her beauty-loving request.

Mo Xiaoyu tidied up gently and carefully.

Mo Xiaoyu's small face was washed clean, and his hair was combed docilely.

Because of the good rest, her cheeks turned a little red, and An Zhengye applied lip balm on her lips, making her lips much softer.

It's not a little bit better than the ugly look in the mirror just now.

It's okay to go out and meet people.

Finally regaining one-third of her beauty, Mo Xiaoyu's mood finally improved.

Obediently, he was led back to the ward by An Zhengye.

After staying on the bed for a while, Xiao Li and Mo Yuan came to see her.

During the chat, Mo Xiaoyu found out that Xiao Li had fallen ill.

The eye sockets turned red immediately: "It's all my fault, I made my mother bother, you should go back and rest."

"Stupid child, you are well, so mom can rest assured that you will be well tomorrow." Xiao Li said with a smile.

"Well, then go to rest and get well soon." Mo Xiaoyu said quickly, "Dad, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, as long as you are fine." Mo Yuan said with a smile.

The family of three said a few more words, and Mo Xiaoyu asked Mo Yuan to take Xiao Li to rest.

Looking at his parents' obviously hunched bodies and their aged backs, Mo Xiaoyu felt sore in his heart, and the tears he had been suppressing all this time still flowed down.

An Zhengye hugged her distressedly: "Don't cry, I will take good care of them."

"Let's take care of it together." Mo Xiaoyu said with a sob.

"Okay, when you recover, let's go together." An Zhengye kissed her forehead.

Mo Xiaoyu nodded with tears streaming down his face, An Zhengye's heart ached.

"The doctor said that you should control your emotions and try to avoid great joy and sorrow." An Zhengye coaxed softly, "If you keep crying and your head hurts again, your recovery will be slow. How can you take care of your parents?"

"Okay, I won't cry." Mo Xiaoyu sniffed when he heard that.

An Zhengye gently wiped away the tears on her face.

Mo Xiaoyu calmed down a bit, and suddenly remembered something, with a worried look on his face: "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Apart from taking care of you, what else can I do." An Zhengye said with a natural expression.

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyu was dubious.

At this time, the door of the ward was knocked, and Xu Wei's figure appeared at the door. Seeing Mo Xiaoyu, he said happily, "Ma'am, you are awake!"

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu smiled politely, remembered her question, and immediately asked Xu Wei: "Did anything happen while I was in a coma?"

When Xu Wei was at the door just now, he happened to overhear the conversation between the two. He wanted to tell the news that An Ye Group was being targeted by Xu Zhou, but he couldn't say anything when he met An Zhengye's sharp gaze.

"Nothing happened." Xu Wei said embarrassingly.

After Xu Wei said that, Mo Xiaoyu let go of his doubts.

"What are you doing here?" An Zhengye asked coldly.

Xu Wei's back felt cold, and he said hastily: "Mr. An, there are some documents that you need to look over in person."

An Zhengye just wanted to say whether to watch it or not, when Luna happened to come, Mo Xiaoyu said: "You should be busy, I will talk to Miss Luna."

"Okay." An Zhengye then took the file.

When he was looking at the documents, he was sitting beside Mo Xiaoyu's bed, with one hand free to hold Mo Xiaoyu's.

Mo Xiaoyu let him move and chatted with Luna.

Luna was concerned about her body, took out her mobile phone and said, "Now the whole network is concerned about your situation. The company will post a Weibo in the afternoon. I will take a photo of you and post it on Weibo."

"Is my current appearance suitable for meeting people?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with lingering fear after being stimulated by the appearance in the mirror in the morning.

"Very good, still so youthful and beautiful, bright and moving." Luna began to use her praise Dafa.

Mo Xiaoyu was amused: "Okay, as long as you think you can shoot."

"I'll adjust it for you." Luna stepped forward and stroked Mo Xiaoyu's hair a few times.

"Okay, I took it."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu made a scissors hand and smiled at the camera.

Luna took several photos in a row, and said with satisfaction: "It's ok."

While Luna was checking the photos, Mo Xiaoyu asked concerned: "What did the crew say? When will I go back to filming?"

After she finished asking, she felt her palms tighten, she unconsciously looked at An Zhengye, and saw that he had a cold face, obviously displeased.

Mo Xiaoyu ignored him for the time being, and moved his fingers to express comfort, then looked at Luna seriously and waited for her answer.

I didn't expect Xiao Yu to be so dedicated after being injured like this. Luna admired: "The crew has stopped working, and the matter of Wia has not been investigated clearly. There will be time to film after you recover from your injury."

"Oh, what about the movie?" Mo Xiaoyu asked with concern, his palms tightening again.

Without turning her head, she listened to Luna's answer.

"Director Zhang is willing to wait for you to go back before filming. It just so happens that he hasn't finished the script yet, so don't think about working, and wait until you recover from your injury." Luna said.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu temporarily relieved his heart, and asked again: "Is the company all right?"

Luna hesitated for a second, then shook her head: "It's okay."

"Then I know." Mo Xiaoyu didn't notice this second, her head is now more sluggish than before, and she is recovering from what others say she believes.

Luna said a few more words of concern, then left in a hurry.

In the afternoon, Mo Xiaoyu remembered that Luna was going to post on Weibo and asked An Zhengye to give her her cell phone.

An Zhengye didn't give it to her.

"I want to go online." She felt like a student applying for parental consent.

"The doctor said you shouldn't use your eyes too much." An Zhengye quoted the doctor's words.

"I just take a look at Weibo." Mo Xiaoyu blinked and said eagerly.

Meeting her watery eyes, An Zhengye's heart suddenly softened.

"Only for a while."

"Okay, show me." Mo Xiaoyu suddenly smiled.

An Zhengye sat down by the bed, and Mo Xiaoyu immediately leaned over.

An Zhengye adjusted his sitting posture to make her lean more comfortably, then stretched out his long arms, half circled her, and placed the mobile phone in front of the two of them.

"Click on Weibo." Mo Xiaoyu is now making people addicted.

And those who are called are willing to do so.

An Zhengye's slender fingers tapped on the screen a few times, and he clicked on Weibo. Without Mo Xiaoyu's instructions, he clicked into the hot search list.

"It's true." Mo Xiaoyu praised.

A chuckle came from overhead.

Go to the hot search list, the first one is her hot search.

"Mo Xiaoyu is awake", followed by the word "boiling".

"Go in and have a look." Mo Xiaoyu urged.

She looked at the screen with interest. After staying in the dark place for so long, everything she saw was fresh now.

On the screen, Xu Tian Entertainment and her account each posted two microblogs.

@xutianentertainmentV: Xiaoyu woke up.

@莫小鱼V: Thank you for your concern, I woke up. (with pictures)

An Zhengye clicked on the picture very consciously.

After the photo was taken, Mo Xiaoyu didn't look at it. It was the first time she saw this photo.

In the photo, she is sitting on the bed with a support frame around her neck, making a pair of scissors hands, looking at the camera with a bright smile, a beam of sunlight just shone on her face, coating her body with a thin layer of golden light.

Her face looked hazy, but she could feel her joy through the screen.

"I laughed so silly." Mo Xiaoyu pouted, regretting why Luna sent it without checking.

"It's not stupid, it's beautiful." An Zhengye looked down at her eyelids, and clicked the picture to save.

"Why are you so ugly?" Mo Xiaoyu said angrily, but the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be stopped.

"Not ugly, I like it."

An Zhengye didn't say anything touching, but Mo Xiaoyu was very happy when he said it.

Don't care about the photo, Mo Xiaoyu said happily: "Look at the comments."

An Zhengye gave a soft "hmm" and clicked on the comment section.

"The Mermaid finally woke up!!!"

"Congratulations! Xiaoyu has lost a lot of weight, and my heart aches!"

"I'm so happy. I shed tears of excitement. By the way, did anyone notice that the other hand of the Mermaid in the photo is being held by someone? A blind guess is Mr. An."

"It must be Mr. An, there are pictures of hands for comparison, they are so sweet!!"

"Long live steamed fish CP!"

Originally, the comments were celebrating Mo Xiaoyu's awakening, but a small discovery turned into a celebration for CP fans.

"These netizens are so cute." Mo Xiaoyu was amused.

"Yeah." They were so "cute" when they were black, a dark light flashed in An Zhengye's eyes.

"Let's look at other things." Finally, Mo Xiaoyu had seen enough, and poked the back of An Zhengye's hand.

Exiting from the hot searched page, Mo Xiaoyu vaguely saw the shadow of the word "Xu Tian Entertainment", and exited before seeing An Zhengye clearly.

"There's something I didn't see." Mo Xiaoyu protested, reaching for his phone.

An Zhengye raised his hand to avoid it, and poked open WeChat: "Look at WeChat, many people have sent you messages."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu was successfully distracted, and he forgot about the hot search when he looked at WeChat.

"Reply for me." Mo Xiaoyu directed An Zhengye to reply to each of her friends.

Originally he was in high spirits, but after replying to a few people, Mo Xiaoyu became a little sleepy and yawned lazily.

"Sleepy?" An Zhengye's deep voice came from beside his ear.

"En." Mo Xiaoyu yawned again just as he was about to respond.

The top of the head was gently kissed: "Go to sleep."

"My hair stinks." Mo Xiaoyu said coquettishly.

"It's okay." An Zhengye gently helped her lie down.

"Help me reply to the message, remember to say thank you..." Mo Xiaoyu was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and said in a daze.

"I see." An Zhengye covered her with the quilt, and Mo Xiaoyu fell asleep breathing steadily.

An Zhengye smiled, kissed her on the cheek, and picked up his phone to look at it.