Medical marriage is touching, accidentally fell in love with you

Chapter 467 Mo Qingxuan and Jiang Luan's Extra Story (16)

Mo Qingxuan's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice:
"In the shooting four years ago, their target was my dad. The shot they fired at Aunt Bai was just to divert my mom's attention. Obviously, they knew that my mom had superpowers, so they shot at him at the same time. My dad shot, if Uncle Jiang hadn't blocked the shot for my dad, the person who left that time would have been my dad."

Although it has been four years, Mo Qingxuan still remembers the scene of that day vividly. It was a well-arranged shooting. At that time, his mother used super powers to stop the bullet that was shot at the white pigeon, but the other party was in front of her. At the same time, Mo Jinxiu was shot from behind.

In desperation, Jiang Bo pushed Mo Jinxiu away...

They spent four years investigating, but the clues only came to that organization. Therefore, Mo Qingxuan always thought that the person who killed Jiang Bo was that terrorist organization. Bo has grievances and grievances.

Hei Ying was full of doubts in his heart, Jun Yi's brows were deeply furrowed:

"If the person who hired the killer this time is the same person who killed the boss, why did he wait until now? Luan'er has been in that organization for four years. He didn't know, or deliberately used her hands to destroy Since his enemies are the Jiang family and the Mo family, they will definitely make moves in the future, the enemy is in the dark, and we are in the open."

At the end, Black Hawk exuded a fierce aura, and the corners of his mouth curled up, oozing bloodthirsty ferocity.

"Perhaps, that person really intended to use Luan'er's hand to destroy that organization."

Because that organization was exposed, it was convenient to abandon it.

It is also possible that they didn't know about Luan'er's existence at the beginning, but only in the end did they know that Luan'er was among them, so they killed her.

No matter which one it is, it is frightening. If the black hand is not removed, they will have no peace.

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W City, North Suburb
The villa in the middle of the night was shrouded in a gloomy and cold air.

In a certain room on the second floor, an old man in a strange costume turned his back to the door, holding a "cloth puppet" in his hand and muttering.

Behind him stood a handsome and tall man quietly.The dim light hit him, bounded by the bridge of the nose, the left side of his face was covered with a cool luster, and the right side was shrouded in shadow, giving people a sense of coldness for no reason.

After a long time, the old man turned around, looked at the young man a few steps away, and asked casually:

"What are you here for?"

The young man frowned slightly, his eyes were warm and moist, and his tone was respectful:

"Grandpa, didn't you promise me to let her go? Why did you find someone to kill her again?"

"You came to me just for a woman?"

The expression of the white-haired old man changed, and a look of cruelty shot out from his eyes, hatred was condensed in every wrinkle on his face. Under the light, his skinny face was hideous and terrifying.

"Grandpa, it's too boring for you to kill her like this, why don't you wait for her to fall in love with me..."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I can let her go for now, but just like back then, I have to replace it with someone else."

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man in a cold voice. He nodded and agreed to the old man's conditions.
"I'll exchange it with Mo Qingxuan!"

"Mo Qingxuan?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't quite believe in his ability.Chu Huan's children have inherited her special genes, and each has a superpower. Not only that, they also wear a jade pendant, which never leaves them.

"Okay, I'll give you three months. Mo Qingxuan is not that easy to deal with. Don't act too hastily, let alone expose yourself."

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Seeing that he agreed, the man breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to the old man quickly, and thanked the old man happily.

"Since you're back, don't rush to leave tonight, offer incense sticks to your parents, stay at home for two days, and spend birthday with Ke Ke before returning to City A."

The corner of the man's lips pursed lightly, although he was reluctant in his heart, but on the surface, he did not dare to refute the old man's arrangement, nodded, and responded with a "yes".

Seeing that he agreed to stay, the old man relaxed a little, passed by him, and when he reached the door, he turned his head again and said in a deep voice:
"Jiang Luan is not a worry-free woman. If you can't make her fall in love with you with all her heart, she will find you sooner or later."

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Mo Qingxuan received a call from Jian Xuan, saying that Cheng Ziqian was injured, so he left MIE with Jiang Luan.

However, at the crossroads, he turned the steering wheel to the left and drove in the opposite direction to Jing'an Hospital. In the passenger seat, Jiang Luan's eyes flickered, turned to look at him, and asked in surprise:

"Aren't you going back to the hospital?"

Mo Qingxuan's deep eyes focused on the night in front of him, without turning his head, he just glanced at her through the lens, and the voice overflowing from his thin lips was soft and warm:
"Take you to see Uncle Jiang."

Hearing this, Jiang Luan's mood after finally calming down was ups and downs in an instant, and Qing Hong's eyes were fixed on his handsome side face:

"Why go now?"

She didn't believe that Mo Qingxuan would be so kind. Before, she wasn't even allowed to leave the ward, and didn't even tell her where her mother was. Now, in the middle of the night, he was willing to take her to see her father.

Maybe it was the questioning in her tone that offended Mo Qingxuan, his handsome eyebrows froze, he turned his head, and his eyes swept across her lightly:

"If you don't want to go, then go back to the hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned the steering wheel, regardless of whether he could turn around or not, he was about to go back immediately, Jiang Luan's eyes were startled, and the suspicion that had just sprouted in his heart dissipated in his uncertainty, he stretched out his hand to grab Holding his arm holding the steering wheel, the words blurted out:

"Go, I want to go!"

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A triumphant smile flashed across Mo Qingxuan's eyes, and the steering wheel turned back.

Jiang Luan pursed her lips, let go of his arm, and just sat upright when she heard the man beside her ask casually:

"At that time, who did you call?"

After saying that, he turned his face sideways, looked at her with deep eyes, and turned his head again, leaving her with a handsome profile.

Jiang Luan's expression changed slightly, and he raised his eyes to stare at Mo Qingxuan, he was really 'well-intentioned', knowing that she would not tell her easily, he did not hesitate to take her to see her father as a bait.

Mo Qingxuan sat in the driver's seat, looking at the night ahead with his dark eyes, as if he didn't know that Jiang Luan was staring at him. The dim light hit his handsome facial features, which was so elegant and elegant that it captivated people's hearts.

"Xiaolu thought that I had avenged my father. She was very happy. We talked to see my father. She was afraid that you would disagree, so I called you and asked for your opinion. I didn't expect you to come back just in time."

Jiang Luan's tone was calm and calm, without the slightest fluster of lying, but the man next to her listened to her explanation, but he chuckled lightly in disbelief, and said sarcastically:

"Jiang Luan, your ability to lie has been perfected."

Jiang Luan was slightly taken aback, and looked up at the cold-faced man beside him, turning his face livid with anger. This was her favorite thing to do since she was a child. He once said very conceitedly that if she lied, she could fool him. You can fool the whole world.

She believed his words, because even if she could fool the lie detector, she couldn't fool him.

Thinking of this, she suddenly smiled, her brows and eyes were crooked, and the stars were bright: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Mo Qingxuan's hand holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly, and his eyes looked deeply at the smiling woman in the lens, the anger in his heart disappeared like a cloud in an instant, if she could smile at him like this all the time, she would let her lie, How can it be.

Jiang Luan quietly observed the changes in Mo Qingxuan's expression. Seeing that his cold breath was restrained, and the lines of his facial features gradually softened, she couldn't help but secretly feel complacent. This trick has been used repeatedly.

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The late night in the cemetery is a little more cold and quiet than any other place in the city. The wind blowing past the ears is like countless lonely souls crying, which makes people feel inexplicably sad...

Mo Qingxuan followed Jiang Luan quietly all the time, and accompanied her through the long stone steps to Jiang Bo's tombstone.

The moon suddenly hid in the clouds, the night was so dark that he couldn't see anything, it was close at hand, but Jiang Luan couldn't even see his father's photo clearly.

She stood stiffly in front of the tombstone, biting her lips tightly, trying her best to restrain the sadness pouring out of her heart.

The trembling shoulders were suddenly embraced by a pair of strong arms, the man's fresh breath brushed his nose, and the voice that fell on his ears was gentle and loving:
"Cry if you want to cry, I won't laugh at you."

"I didn't cry."

She raised her face stubbornly, looking at the man in front of her eyes with misty eyes, her voice choked up.

Mo Qingxuan's eyes tightened slightly, and just as she was about to say something, she lifted her hand away from his big hand on her shoulder, took a step forward, squatted down while stroking the tombstone, took a deep breath, and shouted tremblingly:
"Dad, I'm back!"

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Mo Qingxuan's eyes tightened, his tall and straight figure stood behind her like a green pine, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and he quietly listened to her choked up voice saying how she missed her father.

His eyes paused for a few seconds on the tombstone on her left, and he retracted. He squatted down, stretched out his big bony hands to her tear-stained cheeks, and said softly and lowly:

"Luan'er, you haven't healed yet, don't be sad anymore, let's go back to the hospital first."

Falling into grief, Jiang Luan was unable to resist Mo Qingxuan's care. She snuggled up against his warm embrace with her trembling body, letting his rough fingertips caress her cheeks. Looking at him with tears in his eyes, his voice choked up:

"Ah Xuan, I want to see my mother."

Mo Qingxuan's body froze, her weak and helpless "Axuan" pierced through the eardrums, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, and seeing her shining tearful eyes, he almost agreed to take her to see her mother , the cell phone rang, but suddenly rang.

"Luan'er get up, let's go back to the car first."

He pursed his lips, and pulled her up from the ground. The temperature in the cemetery was lower at night. She sat on the ground for more than ten minutes, and her body felt a layer of coolness.

Standing still, seeing him take out his mobile phone to answer the call, Jiang Luan's eyes flashed a look of disappointment, and the hand he held in his palm was quietly pulled back from his palm.

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In the end, Jiang Luan did not find out about her mother. After leaving the cemetery, she calmed down, and Mo Qingxuan also recovered from the momentary pity. He deliberately avoided the question just now.

On the way back, Jiang Luan didn't mention wanting to see her mother again, she knew that it would be useless for her to ask again.

When she was approaching the hospital, she withdrew her gaze from the window, looked at Mo Qingxuan who was concentrating on driving, and said softly:
"Ah Xuan, I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to go home to recuperate."

Mo Qingxuan turned his head to look at her, but did not answer, until the car drove into the hospital and stopped at the dedicated parking space, his voice sounded softly:

"Xiaolu has been living in Mo's house for these years. There has been no one living in your house. Since you don't want to go to the hospital, you should leave the hospital tomorrow. The house you lived in is now Xiaolu's. You can choose another one."

What he was referring to was the Mo House, the Qingluan Court where he lived, the courtyard named after him and her.

When she was young, Jiang Luan often lived in the Mo family, but at that time, it was in the leisure residence where Mo Jinxiu and Chu Huan lived. After Mo Qingxuan was 14 years old, he moved into his own yard and named it "Qingluan Garden". , Jiang Luan even quarreled with him because of this, saying that he used her name without her consent.

"No, I live in leisure residence, just stay with Aunt Chu."

Jiang Luan rejected Mo Qingxuan's proposal without even thinking about it. She only heard from Xiaolu that she lived in Mo's house, but she didn't know that she lived in her house.

Since Xiaolu lived there, how could she live there again.

Mo Qingxuan's eyes dimmed, his thin lips pursed with displeasure, he lowered his head to unbuckle his seat belt, opened the door, and added before getting out of the car:
"If you don't want to, just stay in the hospital."

(End of this chapter)