The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

Seeing Mo Yun kiss Mo Qixun, Mo Qichen's hands suddenly clenched into fists at his sides, and the jealousy in his eyes seemed to be no longer concealable.

"Yunyun, since the meeting is tomorrow, you should go and do your work first." Zhong Cheng suddenly said: "I am here, don't worry."

"Thank you." Mo Yun looked at Zhong Cheng with eyes full of gratitude. Although others said that Zhong Cheng was a soft-boiled son-in-law of the Mo family, she was the only one who knew that without Zhong Cheng's constant support and support over the years, she would have been miserable. It’s hard to get to this point.

"Dad, I'll go back first." Mo Yun turned to look at the head of the Mo family: "I'll come see you tomorrow night."

"Yeah." The head of the Mo family looked deep, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mom, I'm going back too." Mo Qichen came to Mo Yun's side, his eyes full of hope: "I..."

"I have to go back to the company and work overtime. Don't act like a spoiled brat and ask your uncle to take you back." Mo Yun only left this sentence before turning and leaving the ward.

The light of hope that had just been ignited in Mo Qichen's eyes quickly dimmed, and then he looked at Mo Chen like a normal person and said coquettishly: "Uncle, please take me in!"

"Then let's go back together." Mo Chen looked at Mo Qi Chen with a somewhat complicated expression. He seemed to be very pleased, but also had some unspeakable emotions: "Xiao Chen, are you going back together too?"

"I'll stay with grandpa for a while." Mo Qijun smiled slightly and waved.

"I'll stay too." Zhong Cheng's words were dismissed by the head of the Mo family as soon as he finished speaking.

"Zhong Cheng, you should go back too." The head of the Mo family said solemnly.

"Dad, I want to take care of you." Zhong Cheng looked at the head of the Mo family and said, "Just now Yunyun..."

"I want to be alone with Xiao Chen for a while." The head of the Mo family looked at Zhong Cheng, and the words he said made Zhong Cheng completely silent.

Zhong Cheng opened his mouth, then closed it again and nodded, showing a gentle smile: "Dad, then you have a good rest."

After saying this, Zhong Cheng left the Mo family head's ward with Mo Qichen and Mo Chen.

Before closing the door, Mo Qichen looked back at Mo Qixun, his eyes filled with cold and bone-chilling hatred.

After the door was completely closed, only Mo Qijun and the head of the Mo family were left in the ward.

After a while, the head of the Mo family sighed deeply: "You go to see him."

"Yeah." Mo Qixun responded and said, "There were a lot of doubts about my parents back then, and I want the truth."

"He didn't even find out the cause of his own father's death, how can he give you the truth?" The head of the Mo family frowned.

"It's different." Mo Qixun looked at the leader of the Mo family and said, "Maybe in his view, this is an entry point."

At first, not many people knew that the Mo family worked for [Seventh Master], and it was a bit strange that the time when the Mo family's accident occurred was close to the time when [Seventh Master] was killed.

If they say they are not related, no one will believe them.

Yu Wenqi didn't know about this level before, but now that Mo Qijun has sent this evidence directly to Yu Wenqi, he will definitely investigate it.

That was a win-win for him and Yu Wenqi.

"Hey..." The head of the Mo family sighed heavily. His originally bloodless face seemed even paler. Only his cloudy eyes were red: "Your parents might not have come back at that time."

"Grandpa." Seeing the leader of the Mo family like this, Mo Qixun felt uncomfortable. After all, he was not the only victim in that accident.

"That's all, the Mo family will hand it over to you sooner or later. Just make your own decision." The head of the Mo family sighed and then asked as if he remembered something: "Are you still taking that medicine?"

"Yeah." Mo Qixun nodded hesitantly.

"The side effects of that medicine are too great. It's better not to take it anymore. In order to save the Mo family and to make those clan members stop trying to fight for property and shut up, I let you take that medicine. Now you have grown up. Times are different from before, so you better not eat anymore." The head of the Mo family looked at Mo Qihun and said, "Xiao Chen, do you hate grandpa?"

"I don't hate it, grandpa wants me to live." Mo Qixun looked at the head of the Mo family and shook his head: "If I were in grandpa's position, I couldn't think of a better way."

"Hey..." The head of the Mo family stretched out his hand, and Mo Qixun immediately placed his hand on the palm of the head of the Mo family.

Holding Mo Qixun's hand, the head of the Mo family closed his eyes and murmured: "Time is also destiny..."

"Grandpa, I don't believe in fate." Mo Qixun looked at the head of the Mo family and said, "My life and the life of the Mo family are all in our own hands."

"Just make up your mind." The head of the Mo family understood Mo Qixun's subtext. He didn't open his eyes but curled the corners of his mouth: "Grandpa is tired, let's take a nap."

"Well, I'll accompany you." Mo Qixun agreed softly and then stayed by the Mo family leader's side, quietly accompanying him.

The head of the Mo family felt sour in his heart. His little Chan...

It shouldn't be like this...

On the other side, after Mo Qichen and the others returned to Mo's house, they went back to their rooms.

As soon as he returned to his room, Mo Qichen smashed the water glass on the table to pieces. He wanted to knock down the bookshelf against the wall too, but he heard a questioning voice coming from outside the door.

"It's okay, it's just that the water glass broke. I'll ask the servant to clean it up later." Mo Qichen was shaking with anger, but his tone was trying to remain normal.

This is the Mo family, and it should be his home.

But he had to keep his tail between his legs, and even though he had created a dissolute young man who didn't fight for power and lived an absurd life, he still couldn't fit in.

His parents were both in the Mo family, and he was also born in the Mo family, but now he seemed like an outsider coming to visit.

If this is not his home, where should it be?

Where can a duckweed without roots call home?

After hearing the footsteps walking away, Mo Qichen put the pillow on the wall and beat it hard to vent his anger.

Punch after punch, the sound was muffled and could not be conveyed, but the pain did not slow down at all. The blood stained the goose down that flew out of the pillow, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

As if he had finally vented his anger, and as if he was really tired, he threw away the shattered goose down pillow and slid down against the wall behind him.

All over the place.

When Zhong Cheng walked in with dinner, he saw this scene.

As if there was no accident, he just put the hot chicken noodle soup on the table at the entrance and said, "This chicken soup was served when I was making soup for your grandpa today. It is very fresh and suitable for making soup noodles."

"Dad." Mo Qichen looked at Zhong Cheng and asked, "Will grandpa never acknowledge me? No matter what I do, he can only see Mo Qihun?"

"It won't taste good when it gets cold after a while." Zhong Cheng did not answer Mo Qichen's question and continued to call him over for dinner.

"Is this the same in Mom's eyes?"