Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

"Not going back to Mo's house."

Old Madam Mo's eyes trembled, she clasped the crutch in her hand, and exerted a little force.

"Back then, my mother insisted on marrying Bai Zhenghuai. There was her reason. You should be very clear about the reason. She didn't die because of her own stupidity, but because of the Mo family's scheme!"

"You rest early, I'll go first."

After Bai Yangyang finished what he wanted to say, he turned and left.

The face of the old lady behind her was gloomy, and her aura of coercion filled the air. Even though Aunt Qiao had been with the old lady for many years, she was a little scared at this moment: "Old lady, are you alright?"

Old Madam Mo stomped her cane and took a deep breath: "Okay, don't mention this matter to the outside world. In addition, contact the Fu family, and the agreed benefits should be honored."

……

Bai Yangyang went downstairs, only Mo Beicheng and Mo Qingxue were left in the living room.

Seeing her coming down, Mo Qingxue's expression changed suddenly, and she wished she could stare out a hole!
Mo Beixu got up and went forward: "What did the old lady tell you? Did you make things difficult for you?"

Bai Yangyang shook his head: "Little uncle, don't worry, the old lady didn't make things difficult for me."

Mo Beicheng breathed a sigh of relief and patted her head: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Mo Beicheng took Bai Yangyang away from the Mohist Manor.

The night is late.

The black car shuttled on the silent asphalt road, Mo Beicheng took a bottle of water and handed it to Bai Yangyang: "Drink something."

Bai Yangyang took the water, opened it, and took a sip.

"Little uncle, I leave the matter of moving the grave to you."

"It's okay. All these years, I have always wanted to bring my sister back. Now that the opportunity comes, I will do it well."

Mo Beicheng chuckled: "The old man didn't go downstairs tonight, so I'll take you to meet him next time."

"The old man is not in good health?"

"Well, the old man has not been in good health since I can remember. He emptied his body when he was young. All these years, he has relied on the medical team supported by the old lady to survive until now."

Mo Beicheng sighed. The old lady has become more domineering over the years, which is related to the old man's weakness.

The Mohist family has a great career. Besides their lineage, the Mohist family also has dozens of offshoots and adopted people...

Living with the Mohism, but also coveting the power of the Mohism.

Once something goes wrong, the Mohist branch will not hesitate to carve up the Mohist family!
When Bai Yangyang heard this, a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "I see."

Back at Yueya Xiaozhu, Bai Yangyang bid farewell to Mobei City and walked into the gate of the community.

Bai Yangyang walked into the elevator, let out a foul breath, and what the old lady said echoed in his mind.

Neither the Mo School nor the Zhan School agreed with them being together.

But there is almost no conflict between the two of them except for the matter of Fu Xizhou...

She couldn't figure it out.

Ding--

The elevator has arrived.

Bai Yangyang stepped out of the elevator, walked to the door of the house, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

"I am back."

Zhan Beixiao was not at home.

What about people?

After Bai Yangyang changed his shoes, he searched around the house, but couldn't find anyone.

He took out his mobile phone and called Zhan Beixiao: "Master Zhan, where are you?"

"I'm in the consortium, are you back from dinner?"

A man's deep voice came from over there, as pleasant as ever.

"Well, I'm back."

Holding the phone, Bai Yangyang turned on the TV: "When are you coming back, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I had dinner with Lu Beichuan tonight, and I'll be back in about an hour. Don't wait for me, go to bed first when you're sleepy."

After Zhan Beixiao gave instructions, Bai Yangyang said something else, and then hung up the phone.

She got up and went into the bathroom.

The warm water submerged everything, covering even all the boredom.

……

Zhan Beixiao hung up the phone, Qi Bei was still a little worried.

"Master Zhan, don't you really need to see a doctor?"

Zhan Beixiao shook his head, the bruises on the back of his hands were obvious.

During this period of time, he took medicine for a long time, and Bai Yangyang gave him acupuncture these few days, not only did he not get better, but his mood fluctuated even more.

The bruises on his hands were from when he smashed the window.

Qi Bei is sensitive to the fact that Zhan Beixiao's recent situation is not right.

"Master Zhan, Miss Bai gave you acupuncture before, and your condition has been recovering very well. Why have you started to repeat it recently?"

According to the previous agreement, Bai Yangyang will heal Zhan Beixiao within half a year.

But a year later, the situation is not very optimistic.

There was indeed a period of respite in the middle, and he could even control his emotions like a normal person.

But now, it's getting worse.

Zhan Beixiao rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "Every acupuncture will consume her energy."

Bai Yangyang has to concentrate on every acupuncture and moxibustion, and he may be depressed for the next few days.

He didn't want her to work too hard.

"Don't spread this matter. Also, help me contact a psychiatrist."

Zhan Beixiao didn't want his condition to get worse.

Qi Bei was surprised when he heard this.

Master Zhan, actually took the initiative to see a psychiatrist?

These years, Zhan Beixiao's condition has been extremely poor, but he rarely sees a doctor. Now his attitude has changed suddenly. It seems that he doesn't want Miss Bai to worry.

"Yes."

Qi Bei exited the room, and at the same time, the elevator descended.

"Old man, Lord Zhan's current situation fluctuates greatly, wait a little longer, and then we can implement the next plan."

Bai Yangyang was half asleep and half awake, and felt a sinking around him.

Then a warm embrace came over, she turned around in a daze, wrapped her arms around his waist, found a comfortable position in his arms, and rubbed his chest affectionately, showing a sense of coquettishness for no reason.

Zhan Beixiao smiled softly, kissed her on the cheek, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Early the next morning.

When Bai Yangyang woke up, there was no one around him.

If it wasn't for the wrinkles on the bed to prove that someone was there, she would have suspected that Zhan Beixiao wasn't here at all last night.

She lifted the quilt and finished washing.

Walking out of the bedroom, I received a call from Mo Shancheng: "Yangyang, are you free this afternoon, let's find a place to discuss cooperation?"

It was only then that Bai Yangyang remembered the cooperation that Mo Shancheng had discussed with her earlier.

"Alright, Director Mo, see you this afternoon."

After making an appointment with the meeting time and place, Bai Yangyang casually found some food to fill his stomach.

Carrying the schoolbag, he left Crescent Moon House, arrived at Monton College, and plunged into the laboratory.

Xu Wei was doing an experiment, and when she saw her coming, she waved: "Yangyang, I'm here."

Bai Yangyang smiled: "Sister Hua, good morning."

"Hmm, good morning."

Xu Wei's ambiguous eyes fell on Bai Yangyang's face, he walked around and raised his eyebrows: "You and Lord Zhan, aren't you still just chatting under the quilt?"

When Bai Yangyang heard this, her face turned red, probably yes.

Seeing her expression, Xu Wei knew that she was right.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Master Zhan's birthday is coming soon, what gift do you plan to give?"

Birthday?

Bai Yangyang froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Xu Wei.

She... seems to really not know when Zhan Beixiao's birthday is...

After being together for so long, he never mentioned it.

"Sister Hua, when is Master Zhan's birthday?"

"You don't know Zhan Ye's birthday?" Xu Wei was a little surprised, and then said: "December 12st, Zhan Ye's birthday."

When Bai Yangyang heard about this day, he choked.

It's her birthday too!

Xu Wei shook her head, "According to me, Lord Zhan doesn't lack anything, so you might as well give him yourself!"

Bai Yangyang is not purely silly and sweet. Hearing this, his face blushed slightly: "Sister Hua, this is also the gift you gave Young Master Lu before?"