President Hunting Love is too fierce
Chapter 195: The impulse to kick him
But why, Mo Fengya was so indifferent to his father's illness, even guarded.
Is it deliberately pretending to be like this, or is there another reason?
Mo Fengya looked at the door of the ward, but did not push the door to go in. His expression was very indifferent, as if the seriously ill person inside was completely irrelevant.
But Ye Chuqing found that his hands under the golden cuff buttons were slightly clenched.
Hey, this guy pretends not to care, but he is actually quite nervous!I want to go in, but I can't bear to go in. [
"Hey, come in quickly, aren't we in a hurry? It takes a day to go back and forth." Ye Chuqing went up and pushed him with a playful smile.
"Shut up, don't mind my business."
Mo Fengya turned his head and gouged her viciously. How dare this woman make her own decision for him?
Ye Chuqing raised her chin without fear of death, and looked back at his fierce face.
She figured it out, this guy is just a paper tiger, he speaks viciously and scares you half to death, but in fact his heart is not as poisonous as his mouth.
Just like before, he threatened her many times, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he didn't do anything that really hurt her.
"I'm just kind. If you're not happy, hit me." She said like a rascal.
"You..." Mo Fengya was speechless from her anger, turned to face the door, took a barely audible breath, and opened the door.
The ward was large but not very bright, the window screens were pulled up quite a bit, and the smell of medicinal liquids wafted in the air, making the whole room feel heavy and desolate.
An old man was lying on the hospital bed, about 60 years old, very thin and old, with light blue blood vessels clearly visible on his pale skin.
"B, Rand...you're here." Mr. Mayfair slowly opened his eyes, a comforting smile appeared in his cloudy and sunken green pupils.
His voice was broken and he was coughing, and he seemed to be in pain.
"Yes, I received a message from the housekeeper saying that you were seriously ill and wanted to see me, so I came back." Mo Fengya's expression was still very indifferent, and he didn't even call his father.
"Yeah, if you weren't seriously ill, you probably wouldn't be willing to come back to see me."
Mr. Mayfair also noticed this detail, and his old face suddenly became paler.
Ye Chuqing couldn't bear to see this old man suffering such a psychological blow because of his illness, and really had the urge to kick Mo Fengya.
At times like this, why are you pretending!
He obviously cares about the relationship between father and son, why must he be so awkward.
Is it deliberately pretending to be like this, or is there another reason?
Mo Fengya looked at the door of the ward, but did not push the door to go in. His expression was very indifferent, as if the seriously ill person inside was completely irrelevant.
But Ye Chuqing found that his hands under the golden cuff buttons were slightly clenched.
Hey, this guy pretends not to care, but he is actually quite nervous!I want to go in, but I can't bear to go in. [
"Hey, come in quickly, aren't we in a hurry? It takes a day to go back and forth." Ye Chuqing went up and pushed him with a playful smile.
"Shut up, don't mind my business."
Mo Fengya turned his head and gouged her viciously. How dare this woman make her own decision for him?
Ye Chuqing raised her chin without fear of death, and looked back at his fierce face.
She figured it out, this guy is just a paper tiger, he speaks viciously and scares you half to death, but in fact his heart is not as poisonous as his mouth.
Just like before, he threatened her many times, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he didn't do anything that really hurt her.
"I'm just kind. If you're not happy, hit me." She said like a rascal.
"You..." Mo Fengya was speechless from her anger, turned to face the door, took a barely audible breath, and opened the door.
The ward was large but not very bright, the window screens were pulled up quite a bit, and the smell of medicinal liquids wafted in the air, making the whole room feel heavy and desolate.
An old man was lying on the hospital bed, about 60 years old, very thin and old, with light blue blood vessels clearly visible on his pale skin.
"B, Rand...you're here." Mr. Mayfair slowly opened his eyes, a comforting smile appeared in his cloudy and sunken green pupils.
His voice was broken and he was coughing, and he seemed to be in pain.
"Yes, I received a message from the housekeeper saying that you were seriously ill and wanted to see me, so I came back." Mo Fengya's expression was still very indifferent, and he didn't even call his father.
"Yeah, if you weren't seriously ill, you probably wouldn't be willing to come back to see me."
Mr. Mayfair also noticed this detail, and his old face suddenly became paler.
Ye Chuqing couldn't bear to see this old man suffering such a psychological blow because of his illness, and really had the urge to kick Mo Fengya.
At times like this, why are you pretending!
He obviously cares about the relationship between father and son, why must he be so awkward.
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