My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 839
Hei Lang looked at Yan Qingcheng in bewilderment, as if he couldn't believe the facts he saw before him. He had seen all the anger of Bian just now, and it was impossible to pretend to be so similar.

Yan Qingcheng said: "He is angry but not angry, or he does feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he is far from showing such anger."

"Young master, then why does he have to show such a furious look?"

Yan Qingcheng said with a half-smile: "Why else, to test our attitude, or to numb us. Isn't it to test his attitude towards the Mo family by telling him these things?"

"He sees our purpose?"

"Of course. You can't see such an obvious thing, do you think my aunt will like him?"

Hei Lang asked puzzledly: "Master, Hei Lang still doesn't understand. Since you know he can see it, why do you want me to say that? Doesn't this make him suspicious or resentful? Doesn't it It's counterproductive, after all, our purpose is to win him over."

Yan Qingcheng said inscrutablely: "Some things are better to be clarified than not to be clarified, and some things are better not to be clarified than to be clarified."

These two sentences were too profound, and Hei Lang listened in a daze and was still at a loss.

"Okay. Don't think too much about it. Keep an eye on Bian and Ye Chutian and report to me at any time. I think Bian should return to Hangzhou in the next few days."

"Yes. Young master."

……

I nervously followed behind Mo Han, oops, I’m about to see Mo Ran, I feel nervous for no reason, I’ve seen pictures of Mo Ran, so I know what he looks like, even so, I always fantasize in my mind his appearance.

I am about to see Mo Ran's real body with my own eyes. People who have never been a father will not understand this feeling of uncontrollable excitement and anxiety.

Mo Han took me to the innermost room on the second floor. She gently opened the door and told me to be careful. Mo Ran was sleeping. He was very nervous about studying every day and needed to sleep well.

This is Mo Han's explanation, and I have a faint feeling that Mo Han doesn't seem to want Mo Ran to see me.

I thought it was normal, Mo Ran was old or young, I didn't show up for eight years, if I suddenly popped up and stood in front of him, it might scare him.

Although Mo Ran is not an ordinary child, he is only a child less than ten years old after all. He is immature mentally and must be weaker than others. Don't scare him when such a big change happens all at once.

Mo Han and I tiptoed into the house. Mo Ran’s room is really big. It’s a suite with a hall outside and a bedroom inside. Mo Ran’s bedroom is bigger than the whole house I rented. It's a shame to be a father, and a father is not as good as a son.

Mo Ran's bedroom is decorated extremely luxuriously, with various paintings hanging on the walls.

Most of the contents painted on these paintings are some military supplies, such as maps, warship models, camouflage uniforms, fighter plane models and so on.

Can't tell, Mo Ran is also a military fan like me when I was a child, and likes to collect these things.

Mo Ran fell asleep, the quilt was only less than half covered, I went forward to help him cover the quilt again, I stood in front of the bed and looked at Mo Ran, the little guy has grown up a lot, his immature face is bigger than when I was young It is still dark, and it is estimated that it is often exposed to the hot sun.

I still remember that Mo Ran looked more like Mo Han when he was a baby, but when I look at him now, he is almost a replica of me when I was a child, at least a seven-point resemblance.

The more I looked at it, the more excited I became. This is my son.

Mo Han looked at me and then at Mo Ran, with a happy smile on her lips, she tugged at the corner of my clothes and said softly, "Is your son good-looking?"

"nice."

"You see, your son's face shape, forehead, ears and chin are exactly the same as yours, but his eyes, nose and mouth are very similar to mine."

Mo Han didn't say that I haven't noticed these details, but after she reminded me, when I look at Mo Ran carefully, it's not like what Mo Han said.

Mo Ran's face shape is the same as mine, thin and angular, handsome and handsome without losing his heroic spirit. His forehead is smooth and flat, and his ears are small and exquisite. My ears are smaller than ordinary boys. There is an old saying in our hometown that children with small ears Smart, big-eared children are obedient.

Let’s not discuss whether there is any scientific basis for this sentence. It is certain that my buddy has been smart since he was a child, and he is very naughty. There is nothing we dare not do.

Mo Ran's chin is just like mine, it's pointed and perfectly curved, it's so beautiful.

Let's talk about Mo Ran's eyes, which are as big as Mo Han's eyes, because Mo Ran fell asleep and closed his eyes. At this moment, his eyelashes are all exposed. His eyelashes are really long, dense and beautiful.

Mo Han's nose is high, small and cute, and his lips are red, sexy and tasteless. I didn't expect a little boy's lips to give people such a feeling, maybe because he is my son.

Seeing that I had been observing Mo Ran foolishly, Mo Han became obsessed, and suddenly said triumphantly, "My son is no worse than you, is he?"

"Of course. Han Han, thank you for your hard work." I raised my head slightly to look into Mo Han's eyes and said sincerely.

Mo Han raised Mo Ran so well, I am sincerely grateful to her, really, these are my heartfelt words, not just simple polite words.

When I said this, Mo Han was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a while he said softly: "He is my son and yours, I should take care of him, why are you so polite to me?"

"I-"

What Mo Han said is correct, but according to the current relationship between me and her, there is nothing wrong with me saying such a thing, the fault is that she and I are no longer husband and wife.

At that crossroads eight years ago, we both missed it.

Mo Han looked at me expectantly, her eyes shone with obsession, this is the way a woman looks at a man, and it is also the way a wife looks at her husband.

This kind of gaze is full of deep meaning, and I was almost caught by her rhythm.

What does Mo Han mean? Is it because of the intricate relationship between me, Mo Ran, and her? She is too addicted to this atmosphere and cannot extricate herself from it. She is so emotional that she forgets her current situation today. Yet?

Mo Han has Mr. Bian, and I have Su Manyu. It is impossible for me and her to go back to the past, it is impossible.

I didn't know how to proceed.

Seeing that I didn't answer her for a long time, Mo Han suddenly realized something, and gradually returned to her senses. Tears rolled in her big eyes, and she tried to shed them several times, but she forcibly stopped them.

Mo Han secretly wiped away his tears, as if he was really crying.

Why did I make her cry again all of a sudden, just as I didn't know how to comfort her, Mo Ran who was asleep suddenly turned over, which startled me and Mo Han.

Mo Han immediately ignored his emotions, and quickly pulled the corner of my clothes and said, "Go quickly. Don't wake up my son."

(End of this chapter)