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Su ranxin is excited by William's words and is alert.

Holding the receiver tightly, I felt the sweat seeping out with the heat and dryness: "OK, I see Wait a minute

When William was about to hang up, she called!

In the beautiful eyes, she asked in a hoarse voice: "you just said that to coax me, didn't you?" Mu Yanchen is injured. Tell me exactly what the injury will be like. I promise I won't say it and let Lanxi worry about it. But you have to tell me, so that I have a bottom in my heart. "

There was a silence.

This silence has a trace of suffocating taste. Su Ran's heart suddenly feels the same pain as being pulled tight!

The roar of the plane sounded, and then William took a look at the man in front of him. He was wearing a dark suit on his seat. He could not hold a pen in his right hand, so he changed his left hand. Because his clothes were black and could not show blood, he always felt a faint smell of blood floating in the air.

For a long time.

A little pain flashed in William's cold eyes. He dropped his eyes in the growing roar and whispered, "he got a stab in fencing and put it through his right shoulder."

A word is said. Su ran Xin, on the other end of the phone, chokes her throat.

"It's time to take off. Goodbye, Miss Su."

In a moment, Su ran Xin's ears were filled with lonely and empty voices. After a long time, she came back to her senses and put down the receiver with a little trembling. It was hard to imagine what kind of wound it was.

At this moment, she began to regret.

I regret not compromising earlier and telling them the truth. But now that the truth is known, this is the end.

The man surnamed fu

Su ran Xin hugs herself, covers her face and curls up on the sofa.

There is a string in the brain "sudden" jump, she will react to come over, now Lan Xi is a person in China, just what did William say? It's someone who deliberately made an accident in Los Angeles to distract mu Yanchen, and then so what?

She was in a hurry.

Don't want to think, grab the phone at hand and call to Mu house.

It took dozens of seconds for the phone to get through.

"It's Miss Su," said the other politely. "Miss and Mr. are not here. They went out to pick up their wife from their ancestral home. They can't come back until the afternoon. Do you want to call them back or do you need me to tell you?"

Su Ran's heart and eyebrows frown slightly. She can't tell what's wrong. She shakes her head and says, "no, you don't have to say anything. Just tell Lan Xi to let her call me after she comes back. Remember?"

"Well, Miss Su, I'll take it with me."

Su ran Xin hung up the receiver. After a while, she got up wrapped in a shawl. Her eyes swept across the hall. She looked at the housekeeper who was directing the servants to clean up. She said, "go and book a ticket for me to go back home. If I want the nearest one, I'll leave soon."

Just came back and left again?

The housekeeper was surprised, but still nodded and did as she told.

***

continuous rain.

There was cold air pouring in as we got out of the car.

Lan Xi tightens the collar of his coat. Seeing uncle Liu helping Mu Mingsheng go to the door of his ancestral home, she wants to put his hand in his pocket, but suddenly she sees something hard between her fingertips. She takes it out curiously and finds it to be a warm hand stick.

The chilly wind was blowing, and there were some tiny raindrops and snow grains. Lanxi looked at the warm hand stickers, and suddenly remembered that before leaving, her clothes were all arranged by mu Yanchen. This warm hand stick should have been prepared by him.

After touching other pockets, he found a warm waist treasure in the bottom big pocket.

“……” Lan Xi can't help but smile silently, the bright and soft dimple is like a touch of snow lotus blooming in winter.

A servant has come out at the gate of the ancestral home.

Her smile gradually dispersed, suddenly remembered that she had not contacted mu Yanchen for a few days.

Last time they met a mob in London, I don't know how, mu Yanchen didn't contact her again.

She took out her cell phone and she made a phone call.

The sweet female voice inside said in English: "sorry, the subscriber you dialed is turned off. Please press the key to hang up or switch to voice mail mode, and charge after beep starts..."

Lan River heart a meal, bright eyes dim down.

Far away, someone called her, she hung up her mobile phone, answered, and walked up the wide steps.

When she went in, she looked back at the back mountain. She had never been here since she had seen her mother with Su ranxin last time. This time, she just came to worship.

Before and after the two time difference time is not long, but the mood is not the same. This time she wanted to tell her mother that she was with the people she loved, that she had given birth to their children, and that even if the road ahead was still dangerous, she would go on.

I hope mom can give her support and strength.

Give her strength.

The corner of Lan Xi's mouth pursed out a brilliant smile, opened the thick curtain and walked in.……

There was a fire in the ancestral home, and several halls were incredibly warm.

Within ten days, Mo Ruqing was like a changed person. Her face was soft and gentle. Looking at Mu Mingsheng and her eyes, she felt a sense of guilt. When she saw them coming, she asked someone to take care of them. She got up and walked to the kitchen.

Lan Xi has a little trance, actually feel that she is also a little pathetic.

If you look at Mu Mingsheng, it is obvious that he has been shaken for a long time. It seems that if Mo Ruqing can go back to Mu house with them today, what she wants is a word from her.

And the only happy is that the old man who has no teeth in the Mu family is so happy to see them come that his mouth has not been closed. The ancestral house has not been so lively for a long time.

"Lanxi..." Mo Ruqing stopped talking to her at the dinner table.

Lan Xi raised her eyes, and her clear voice interrupted her: "has my brother contacted you in the last ten days?"

Mo Ruqing was stunned.

She still had vegetables in her chopsticks, so she could only put them back into her bowl for a moment of embarrassment. She bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry Not yet. "

Lan Xi thought for a moment and put a chopstick into her bowl: "aunt Mo, I've figured it out. I don't blame you for my own affairs. It's just that your parents have the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation, so we still have to live the same life in our family. You are my father's partner in his old age. I can't be too stubborn to be angry with you for a long time. I come here today to ask you one thing -- "

Mo Ruqing's eyebrows suddenly jumped!!

To be honest, she was very angry.

If today is not in the ancestral home, but in the Mu house, if today is not her humble beg for forgiveness, where round to get this little girl here in front of the two generations of people in the face of their own hands and feet?!!

The light in her eyes was as cold as ice, playing with the bracelet on her hand, she said in a soft voice, "you ask."

"Why did you think Yan Mu ran was suitable for his brother?" Lan Xi asked directly.

Mo Ruqing raised her eyes and looked at her strangely.

"She has a good family, high education, and good personality. She has a lady's demeanor in dealing with people Naturally, I like it, "she said coldly, her cool eyes looking at Lanxi." the most important thing is that she loves your brother, regardless of what she loves. People with bright eyes can see that. "

"So the last point is the most important one?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is it the most important?" Lan Xi frowned again and asked, "can I love my brother?"

Mo Ruqing looks ugly.

With a crisp sound, the bowl in front of Lanxi was knocked by Mu Mingsheng. With a trace of solemnity in his deep eyes, he said with a deep heart: "Lanxi, how many times have I told you that we can't treat our elders like this, are you your peers? Your mother used to be used to you, but she should have told you, isn't it? "

Lan Xi's face turned white.

She reacted and knew that she had just been too aggressive. This is indeed a shortcoming and needs to be corrected.

"It doesn't matter," Mo Ruqing raised her eyes and said, "don't complain about her. I'm sorry for the child. If she asks me two questions, I can still answer them."

Lan Xi's back is straight, soft and firm eyes look at her, light voice way: "I'm sorry aunt Mo, just also I speak too fast. But I still want you to answer the question I just asked. I know that in today's marriage, even if it's your own problem, you should try to make your parents agree to be happy. So long as you look good, treat your brother well? "

With a ripple on her soft and moving face, she asked clearly, "what about the brother himself? Have you ever asked him who he likes? What do you like? Is it not true that his love should be decided by him? "

Mo Ruqing's hand trembled and one of the chopsticks fell off.