Never deeply in love

"Zi Han, don't misunderstand. It was an accident. An accident." Mo Shoucheng looked frightened. "I don't know how your mother got on fire in her room. I'll have someone check it out."

Mo Zihan's eyes were bloodshot and veins bulged on his forehead. Without saying a word, he strode away with Wen Lan in his arms and didn't want to hear any more.

"Chairman dong, it's not safe here. Please rest elsewhere for a while. We'll take care of it." The executives looked at Mo Shoucheng in fear, their faces ashen, and gave him advice.

The fire in the hotel was a very bad thing, but it was the chairman's room that was on fire. All the staff in the hotel had already turned pale and panicked.

Mo Shoucheng's chest heaved violently, trying to hide his fear and uneasiness. He watched the hotel staff rush in with a fire extinguisher and quickly put out the fire, his eyes flickering.

"Since the fire has been extinguished, there is no need to call the police, understand?" Mo Shoucheng glanced at his subordinates and drank in a cold voice.

"Chairman, this..."

"Do as I say." Mo Shoucheng ordered, his eyes darkening, and he calmed down, as if to explain, "This matter must not be spread, affecting the reputation of the hotel."

"Yes, yes, yes, chairman. We understand. We will do as you say." The employees on the scene were still in shock, and when they heard the words, they understood and nodded like garlic.

Only then did Mo Shoucheng feel a little relieved, his forehead dripping with sweat, and he lifted his hand to wipe the sweat off it, only then did he realize that he was covered in cold sweat.

Mo Zihan would have doubted him. He had to figure out a way to get this over with. Mo Shoucheng panicked and tried to think of a suitable opportunity to cover it up.

Just as he was about to leave the hotel, surrounded by his subordinates, two police officers approached him.

"You are Mo Shoucheng?" The police stopped them, looked at Mo Shoucheng and asked uncertainly.

Mo Shoucheng's pupils suddenly constricted and he pretended to be calm, "I am."

"We have received a report that you are suspected of arson. Please come with us."

Mo Shoucheng's face was drained of blood and his eyes widened in disbelief, "What?"

The hotel manager who followed him couldn't help but change his face and asked in surprise, "Comrade, you must have made a mistake. We didn't call the police, and our chairman couldn't have done such a thing."

"Please come with us and cooperate with our investigation." The police looked at them seriously and emphasized again.

"Comrade police officer, there must be a mistake. We did have an accident here and caused a fire, but the fire has been extinguished and did not cause much damage. We have decided to deal with it internally and do not intend to call the police. This is..."

Mo Shoucheng's face was grim and frightening, and he was sweating profusely. He tried to explain, but he managed to calm down.

"Sorry, if you have anything to say, please come back to the police station with us. Now, please cooperate with us and come with us." The policeman still spoke in a businesslike manner. Seeing that he did not cooperate, he stepped forward and showed his handcuffs.

"I'll go with you." Mo Shoucheng was in a panic. Seeing that he couldn't hide, he spoke in a low voice and turned to his secretary, "Arrange a lawyer for me immediately."

"Yes, mo dong."

The secretary looked pale and quickly took out her cell phone to make a phone call.

The police took Mo Shoucheng away. Just as they were about to get into the police car, they saw Mo-tse han standing not far away. His face was gloomy and his eyes were dark, but full of hatred. He was so hot, intense and eye-catching.

Mo Shoucheng's eyes twitched and he was furious, "Mo Zihan, did you call the police to arrest me?"

"I called the police." Mo Zihan slowly walked up to him and stared at Mo Shoucheng, word for word.

"Beast." Mo Shoucheng's face changed and he pointed angrily at Mo Zihan and scolded him excitedly. "What are you doing?"

Two police officers immediately held him down. Mo Shoucheng stared at Mo Zihan angrily, hating and afraid.

Mo Zihan's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his whole body was filled with strong hatred. He slowly took out something, a recording pen that had been prepared beforehand and placed in the burning room. When he rescued wen lan, he took it out at the same time.

"Comrade police officer, I have evidence here to prove that someone deliberately started a fire and attempted murder."

Mo Shoucheng's face was ashen and his eyes were wide open. He shook his head in disbelief. "No, that's impossible."

How could Mo Zihan have proof? Fake, it must be fake.

Mo-tse han sent the recording pen, but stared at Mo Shoucheng, his eyes sharp and desperate. "Mo Shoucheng, you are cruel enough. My mother and you have been husband and wife for many years, and you are so heartless that you don't even care about the relationship between husband and wife."

"Mo Zihan, you, you are spitting blood. This is slander. I am your father." Mo Shoucheng was furious, struggling and yelling.

The police pulled him into the police car. Mo Shoucheng grabbed the window excitedly and yelled, "Mo Zihan, you bastard, how dare you do this to me, how dare you..."

"Having a father like you is my greatest shame." Mo Zihan threw out a cold sentence, clenched his fist, and watched with hatred as he was taken away by the police car.

"Young master Mo."

Su Zhe walked over slowly and looked at him worriedly, sighing. For a long time, he was speechless as he stood resolutely, overwhelmed by hatred.

Feeling the pain and despair in Mo Zihan's heart, so deep, so thick.

"Zi Han, auntie is awake. Where are you?"

Bai Mingyue called from the hospital. The pain on Mo Zihan's face finally subsided. His voice was hoarse and he said slowly, "I'm going over."

Bai Mingyue put down the phone, looked at Wen Lan again, and asked her with concern, "Auntie, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?"

Wen Lan had just woken up and was so dizzy that she coughed twice. Bai Mingyue quickly poured her a glass of water and asked her to drink it while patting her back.

"Drink slowly."

Wen Lan took a sip of water and felt better, but there was still a sullen feeling in his chest, which was very uncomfortable.

"Where's Zi Han?" Wen lan endured the discomfort and asked bai Ming Yue subconsciously.

"Auntie, don't worry. He'll be here soon." Bai Mingyue quickly explained.

Wen Lan nodded, looked around and asked, "What's wrong with me? Why am I in the hospital?"

Bai Mingyue frowned and told her worriedly, "Auntie, zi han sent you to the hospital. You were unconscious and scared him. He was worried."

"This silly child must be very anxious." Wen Lan smiled weakly, her eyes gentle, with a tinge of remorse and affection.

"It's a good thing you're okay." Bai Mingyue was relieved, too. He let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

Wen Lan's heart warmed up when he saw how nervous she was. Just as she was about to speak, she coughed again and patted her chest, panting.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Bai Mingyue asked nervously as her face changed.

"It's okay. It's just so stuffy here." Wen lan frowned. Seeing her nervous and worried look, she was filled with tenderness and could not bear it. She forced a smile. "I don't know what's going on."

"Oh, the doctor examined you and said that you inhaled a lot of smoke in your lungs. Maybe that's why you feel so stuffy."

Bai Mingyue stood up as he spoke. "Wait a minute. I'll call the doctor and ask him to take a look at you again."

Wen Lan grabbed her and her face changed slightly. "Smoke?"

"Auntie?" Bai Mingyue was grabbed by her and looked back at her hesitantly. "What's wrong?"

"What smoke? Why would I inhale smoke?" Wen Lan asked her in surprise. Wasn't she drinking with Mo Shoucheng at the hotel? Was it not because she was drunk?

A few leaping images flashed through his confused mind, as if he had thought of something, but it was too fast to catch it.

"Zi Han said that there was a fire in your hotel room. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise..." Bai Mingyue's face turned pale and looked at Wen Lan with lingering fear. He could not say the following words.

The doctor said it was a good thing the rescue was in time, or Wen Lan would have died of asphyxiation due to lack of oxygen. Most of the people rescued from the fire didn't burn to death, but died because they inhaled too much smoke and burned.

Fire? Wen Lan's face was even paler, as if he had already thought of something, as if he had lost his soul. He let go of his hand and sat in a daze.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Bai Mingyue got scared and asked her worriedly.

Wen Lan, on the other hand, was dumbfounded, silent, and did not respond.

Bai Mingyue ran out and found the doctor.

The doctor saw that the patient was not in the right condition and carefully examined her again. As soon as he finished the examination, Mo-tse han rushed to the hospital.

"How's my mother?" Seeing the doctor coming out of Wen Lan's room, Mo-tse's heart tightened. He grabbed him and asked him in a deep voice.

The doctor recognized him as the patient's family member and told him that Wen Lan was fine. He added, "The patient is not in a good mood. You must let her rest more. Your family members should pay more attention."

Only then did Mo Zihan feel relieved and nodded heavily as he walked straight into the ward.

Su zhe stayed outside the ward and thanked the doctor politely.

Bai Mingyue was standing in front of the hospital bed. Seeing that Wen Lan was fine, her heart finally relaxed.

For some reason, Wen Lan suddenly stopped talking. No matter what she said, she didn't respond. She just sat there, as if she was thinking about something and didn't say a word.

"Zi Han." Seeing Mo Zihan, Bai Mingyue finally felt at ease. "Auntie, she doesn't seem happy. She doesn't talk."

Mo-tse han walked over, took her hand, and with a little force, silently thanked her for taking care of Wen Lan.

"Zi Han, where's your father?" Wen Lan, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly looked up and asked him.

Bai Mingyue was also a little strange. Something happened to Wen Lan. Mo Zihan asked her to come over to take care of her, but no one else from the Mo family showed up.