Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"Huo Hanqian's child?" Although Lin Xia was timid, she was not an unselfish person. Lin Moan felt a little ridiculous.

"Your mother has long known that she likes you and is afraid that she will ruin you, so she will..." Shen Youran was afraid that he could not bear it, and said euphemism, "Give it to Huo Hanqian."

Her words were like a dull hammer, hitting Lin Mo'an's heart fiercely, his face suddenly white, his body stabilizing staggered, his legs pressed against the bed, some unbelievably widened Eyes and lips twitched slightly.

If it was someone else, he might question it, but this was from Shen Youran's mouth, and Lin Xia personally told her, so he didn't have the slightest doubt, but just found it difficult to accept.

His mother clearly knew that he liked Lin Xia and did this kind of thing.

He also begged his mother to fulfill him and Lin Xia. If he was afraid of criticism from others and others, he could go abroad with Lin Xia.

Lin Mu couldn't stand his begging, saying that she would consider it.

It turned out that she didn't intend to agree with him and Lin Xia at the beginning, just perfunctory him.

No wonder Lin Xia started avoiding him shortly afterwards, and was very cold when he saw him.

Perhaps it was because he made his mind clear to Lin Mu that Lin Mu did to Lin Xia.

Lin Xia and Huo Hanqian's marriage, he is also the last one to know.

If it were not his mother, he and Lin Xia would not come to this step today.

Before leaving the Lin family, he respected his mother so much, he listened to him in everything and obeyed her meaning.

Lin Moan's eyes were covered with a hint of scarlet. He sat down in front of the bed, holding Lin Xia's hand in pain, and pressed it against his face. His trembling shoulders showed his tolerance.

Shen Youran's eyes were warm, and Shen Shen's voice was apologetic: "I'm sorry, I didn't take care of her."

Lin Moan held Lin Xia's hand on his lips and pressed down the haze of his eyes, and said hoarsely, "This is not your fault."

She looked at Lin Moan's depressed pain and said, "You just got off the plane, shouldn't you have eaten yet? I'll pack some things for you."

With the sound of the door closing, the room was quiet.

Lin Moan's eyes had always been on Lin Xia's face. She hadn't seen her for five years.

His fingers outlined the outline of her face, from pale eyebrows, to the delicate nose bridge, to pale white lips.

He turned away the hair on her left forehead, where there were scars from a child's fall, and the pale color was no longer visible.

He suddenly buried his face in his palm, his voice choked: "Xia Xia..."

In the quiet and silent ward, there was a whimper, a very small voice, almost inaudible.

Shen Youran knew that Lin Moan would have a hard time accepting this truth and gave him enough time to calm him down.

She sat in the hot drink shop opposite the hospital for a while, then went to the restaurant next door, ordered a few dishes according to Lin Moan's taste, and asked the waiter to pack it up.

After returning to the ward, except for Lin Xia, who was motionless on the bed, the shadow of Lin Moan was missing.

She put the food on the table and listened to the toilet carefully, there was no sound in it.

She took out her mobile phone to make a call to Lin Moan. The phone kept ringing and no one answered it until it hung up automatically.

At this time, Lin Moan was sitting in the taxi, heading in the direction of the Lin family.