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An Qian was furious, but in comparison, Mo Ye Han was much calmer and calmer than her.

She couldn't help but curiously look at him. Suddenly, she seemed to have understood something. It was probably because of this situation that Mo Yehan was able to remain this calm. The two brothers had already experienced this for a long time, so it was not surprising.

It wasn't hard to imagine that a father could disregard life and death matters, needless to say, other matters. He really didn't know how these two brothers had endured all those years in the Mo family.

The atmosphere turned awkward. An shallowly discovered that Mo Yehan's expression was unperturbed. On Mo Yongzhong's old face, there was a hint of awkwardness, but also a trace of guilt.

Guilt? As a father, he let his son's life be in danger without a care. He only felt guilt, but he didn't even feel sad.

Was this still a father? Had Shan's fatherly love been thrown into outer space by him?

Time passed slowly, the air seemed to have frozen. The summer wind brought with it the chirping of cicadas as it blew into the room. The sunlight shone on the clean floor, covering it with a golden light.

After a long while, Mo Yong Zhong asked, "Your grandma is back?"

Mo Ye Han nodded, "Yes."

Mo Yong Zhong nodded his head, "That's good, that's good."

Mo Ye Han said, "In the afternoon, I will go see Grandfather."

Mo Yong Zhong nodded and said, "En, go."

An Shuang did not interrupt him. She was just thinking, if Mo Yehan went to see Grandpa Mo, and if Grandpa Mo was Mo Yongzhong's father, then wouldn't he go to visit him?

Soon after, he heard Mo Yong Zhong say, "I won't be going, my family has a lot of things to do, but because of the matter with Ke Yue, A'Mei's health isn't very good, I have to …" "Accompany her."

Mo YHan sneered, but didn't say anything.

An Qian was dumbfounded. So it turned out that this person not only could disregard his own child, but he could also not ask his father. In his heart, he only cared about that venomous woman, Wumei!

Sad! It was truly sad!

"I'll be leaving first." After Mo Yong Zhong finished speaking, he stood up.

An Shuang could not sit still any longer. She had always been standing, but at this moment, she puffed out her chest, her eyes revealing a murderous light as she berated: "Are you even human? Your son was severely injured. He was lying on the operating table all night, trying to save his life. Yet, you accompanied Little San and kept watch over her niece, who was only slightly injured. Now that your big brother is back, you don't even look at him. You are not fit to be a father! "

Mo Yong Zhong's footsteps stopped, as he never expected that this wife that had just entered would actually dare be so disrespectful and curse her father-in-law. He coldly shot her a glance, then said to Mo Ye Han, "I really don't like this woman. Immediately change her!"

An Qian was stunned. She did not regret her words, but she was afraid that her attitude would bring about some unfavorable consequences for the Mo brothers. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Mo Yeyue.

Mo Ye Han's expression was still as indifferent as before, he slightly raised his chin and said sarcastically, "It's fine as long as my brother likes my girl, but as for whether you like her or not, it has nothing to do with us."

Hearing this, An Qian was slightly relieved. Previously, she had thought that Mo Ye Han would blame her, but now, it seemed that he was rather supportive of her.

Mo Yong Zhong's gaze was like a torch, fiercely staring at Mo Ye Han. On his face, all kinds of emotions were mixed together. It was an extremely fascinating sight to behold. After a while, he calmed himself and said, "I will go first. You handle the situation with Ye Feng." "Also, regarding father's birthday, I intend to bring him home in a few days. You should come back as well."

After finishing his sentence, Mo Yong Zhong didn't wait for a reply and turned to walk outside.

When he passed by her, his gaze was like a knife, viciously scraping against her face.

After Mo Yong Zhong left, An Qian walked over to where Mo Eversnow was sitting.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have cursed your father." An Shuang apologized. No matter how bad Mo Yong Zhong was, he was still their father. This could not be changed.

However, Mo Ye Han said, "No, shallow, you did very well."

An Qian was slightly startled, and her black and white eyes were filled with doubt.

Mo Eversnow's thin lips curled up as he said, "It's just that someone like him is not worthy of your reprimand. I think he will dirty the words that came out of your mouth."

Only then did An Qian feel completely at ease, nodding his head.

Mo Eversnow stood up from the sofa and put his hands into his pockets. A jade tree in the wind, that should be about it. He said to An Qian, "Quickly go and rest."

"Well, what about you?" Ann asked.

"I'm going to visit grandpa."

"Oh, that …"

"It's not convenient for you to go." "Mo Yeyan knew what she was thinking, so he interrupted her in advance." However, in a few days, you'll have to come back with me. "

An Qian nodded. "Alright."

"Are you afraid?" Mo Ye Han took a few steps to her side, his eyes looking down from above, like a gentle moonlight that sprinkled down.

The corners of An Qian's mouth curled up slightly as he shook his head.

The man extended his long arm, his slender and good-looking large hand once again stroking her hair. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

These words seemed to be the warmest words in the world. Moreover, these words came from his mouth. This feeling was truly mystical.

After Mo Ye Han left, An Shuang went to Mo Yeyeng's room and waited by his side until she fell asleep beside her bed …

During this time, Xiao Jingyi, Ji Chuyang, and company had come over.

Ji Chuyang stood at the door and glared at An Qian who was lying on the bed sleeping. Just as he was about to go over, he was stopped by Xiao Jingyi.

Ji Chuyang looked at him with dissatisfaction, frowning.

Xiao Jingyi said: "She is tired, so there is no need to disturb her."

Ji Chuyang's expression changed, as if he was slightly startled. His eyes bulged again. But in the end, he coldly withdrew his gaze and did not even enter Mo Yefeng's room.

Xiao Jingyi walked over and wanted to pick her up and put his on the sofa to sleep, but he was afraid that this action would wake her up. He looked around and walked to the sofa. He picked up a thin blanket and lightly draped it over her shoulders before leaving.

Mo Eversnow had to busy himself until very late in the night before returning. An Shuang was still guarding him.

The two of them looked at each other, and the corners of An Qian's mouth curled up slightly.

Mo Ye Han nodded his head and then looked at Mo Yefeng. He then turned his head and said to An Shuang, "Let's go out and talk."

Upon hearing this, An Qian followed him out of the room.

"I'll be celebrating grandpa's birthday next week." Mo Eversnow sat on the rattan chair, a cigarette was lit in his hand with a "burp" sound from the lighter.

He looked deeply at her. "If you're afraid, you don't have to go with me."