The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 192 Lost Heart (2)

Seeing Mo Chiwei staring at her father's portrait non-stop, Tang Xinyan said with a trace of sadness in her eyes, "If my father is still alive, he will definitely like you very much when he sees you! It's a pity that he will There is no way to see it anymore. My father was really good to me when I was a child, and he doted on me—"

Before Tang Xinyan finished speaking, the silent man suddenly looked at her coldly, his handsome face was stern and stern, showing a bit of chill, "Enough, stop talking!"

Tang Xinyan's pupils were wide open, she looked at the man with the haze in her eyes in shock and bewilderment, her mouth was open, as if a thorn was stuck in her throat, she couldn't utter a word, after a while, she slowly replied Excessive.

However, the man who was standing next to her just now turned around and strode out.

Tang Xinyan chased after him instinctively. She wanted to grab his arm, but in the next second, she was thrown away by him.

It's like touching something that can't be touched.

She didn't know why he reacted so suddenly, he bit his lips tightly, and there was a mist of grievance in his eyes.

The man seemed to realize that something was wrong emotionally. He turned his head and looked at the girl with red eyes. He rubbed his throbbing temples, "I'll wait for you in the car."

"Mo Chiwei, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Chiwei eased his emotions, he patted her little head, "It's okay, maybe I haven't had a good rest recently."

Tang Xinyan nodded, "Why don't you go home and rest, mother's surgery, I'll just stay outside."

Mo Chiwei's slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his face was a little cold, "What nonsense are you talking about? Mom's surgery is such a big deal, I naturally have to wait outside the operating room with you."

Tang Xinyan pursed her lips, "Okay!" Although Dr. Jens was in charge, Tang Xinyan would still be nervous and worried. With him, she would have someone to rely on and support.

After Mo Chiwei left, Tang Xinyan closed the door and walked to the portrait of her father.

Looking left and right, I really didn't see anything that could make Mo Chiwei angry.

Wouldn't he be thinking of his father?
I only heard him mention his mother, never heard him mention his father.

Could it be that his father treated him badly?

He is more mature and stable than his peers, probably because he didn't get much care when he was a child!

After washing her face, she went to the bedroom to change her clothes. Tang Xinyan didn't eat breakfast at home. She carried the thermos box and went downstairs.

After leaving the unit door, he saw Mo Chiwei's black Bentley at a glance.

She trots over.

The door was unlocked, she opened it and sat in the co-pilot.

Looking at the man lying on the steering wheel, she lightly patted his shoulder.

He raised his head, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Mo Chiwei, what's the matter with you?" Seeing his appearance, her eyebrows furrowed into a ball.

Mo Chiwei stared at her with dark eyes, pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak.

Tang Xinyan's scalp became numb from his stare, "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Chiwei's big hand on the steering wheel tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and it took him a while before he calmed down.

Closing his bloodshot eyes, he started the engine, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

"Did you think of your father, did he treat you badly?"

Mo Chiwei turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes were extremely dark, unable to penetrate a gleam of light, "Well, he treated me badly." Not only was it not good, it was simply bad.

Tang Xinyan's heart softened when she heard his words.

(End of this chapter)