Never deeply in love

Walking out of the prison gate, the sun was shining outside, giving people the feeling of seeing the sun again. But Wen Lan felt that his heart was so cold, as cold as ice, and the cold gradually spread throughout his body.

She walked out a few steps in a daze, only to hear a squeak. A black car came over and slid in front of her. She thought it was the driver who drove over to pick her up. She looked up and saw that it was Mo Xiaoran.

"Mom!" Mo Xiaoran, who was sitting in the car, called out to her with a harmless face.

But wen lan thought of Mo Shoucheng's words and subconsciously tightened her hand, which was hanging beside her. "Why are you here?"

She asked coldly, looking at him with inquiring, indignant, hateful, mixed emotions. But she tried her best to suppress it and did not reveal it.

For a moment, Mo Xiaoran didn't think much. Coming here to meet that man, he expected Wen Lan to be in a bad mood. She lowered her eyes slightly and pretended to be in pain, "I came to see dad too. I didn't expect you to come, mom."

Wen Lan pursed his lips and a sad smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Maybe she shouldn't have come at all. Not to mention, there should have been a glimmer of hope before. Now, it was crueler for Mo Shoucheng to know the truth from her mouth.

Mo Xiaoran couldn't help but say, "Mom, don't be sad, either. Get in the car. I'll take you home."

"No need!" Wen Lan said coldly, just as he was about to leave, he did not see the darkness on Mo Xiaoran's face flash away.

"Mom!" He called out in a hurry, "I have something to tell you!"

Wen Lan stopped in her tracks. She had a lot of doubts and didn't want to see Mo Xiaoran at the moment. However, she still asked, "What words?"

What else was he going to say to coax her around? After all these years, Wen Lan had never felt like a complete fool like he did today. After being kept in the dark for so many years, wasn't she a complete fool?

"Mom, get in the car. We'll talk more about it." Mo Xiaoran sighed, saw the conflict in her eyes, and said sadly, "Is it because of your father that you don't want to see me?"

Wen Lan paused. The thought in her heart was only a guess, so for a while, she didn't hate Mo Xiaoran that much. After all, she couldn't bear it. "That's not what mom meant."

But his attitude was still indifferent, much colder than before. At this time, Mo Xiaoran's assistant got out of the car from the other side and respectfully asked, "Old madam, please get in the car. Our president has been thinking about you recently."

Wen Lan couldn't help but get in the car.

"Tell me what you want." She said wearily, looking at Mo Xiaoran's face, which resembled Mo Shoucheng's, once made her sad and helpless, but now, there was only suspicion and speculation left.

"No hurry!" Mo Xiaoran smiled gently and handed her a bottle of water. "Mom, have a drink first."

Ever since he was a child, he had always known to please and be close to Wen Lan. Otherwise, how could Wen Lan really love him and treat him as if he was already there? Mo Zihan's personality was too cold, no matter who he was, he didn't say much.

Wen Lan didn't have a daughter, and Mo Xiaoran was the only one who accompanied her the most. Therefore, in his heart, wen lan was extremely unwilling to believe that Mo Xiaoran, whom she raised by herself, would do that to zi han.

She took the bottle of water and took a sip, moistening her dry throat. After a while, he said with some uneasiness, "Are you going to tell mom..."

Wen Lan was so dizzy that he could hardly hold the bottle in his hand. She leaned back feebly, suddenly feeling a heavy eyelid and a heavy sleepiness. She closed her eyes and the cup in her hand rolled down, wetting half her clothes.

Mo Xiaoran looked at him coldly with a cold smile on his lips. The car started and drove away. He found a cell phone from Wen Lan and threw it directly at the assistant in the front seat. "Call Mo Zihan!"

"Yes! President!"

There were many people walking in the leisure square in the city center and more couples. Christmas was almost here, and the decorations of the festival could be seen everywhere around the square, which already had a festive atmosphere.

Bai Mingyue remembered that it was here that she received Mo Zihan's first bouquet of roses. At the company's christmas party, the two of them went out on a date alone, just like any normal, infatuated couple.

That happy memory, until now, was still fresh in her mind. The two of them held hands and had no goal, so they strolled around casually. But perhaps their looks and temperament were too outstanding, and along the way, passers-by followed with envious and amazing eyes.

Mo Zihan was not the kind of person who was easily influenced, but when he noticed that the men's stunning and revealing eyes were still a little upset when he noticed the occasional bet on Bai Mingyue.

Just in time, Bai Mingyue was a little tired from walking. It had been a long time since she had walked this way. Now she really felt that she had exercised too little. Walking like this made her heels hurt.

"Zi Han, shall we find a place to sit down?" She looked up at the tall man and said in a coquettish tone.

The man curved his lips and smiled, looking at her eyes. He nodded, took Bai Mingyue to a quiet place near the square, and sat down on the flowerbed. "Just sit here and rest."

He said, reaching around her waist and holding her in his arms. In a city in december, the weather was already a little chilly, but the lovers who hugged each other felt warm. Bai Mingyue followed him with a smile and asked as he walked, "Zi Han, do you remember the first time you gave me roses? It's right here!"

Mo-tse sat down with her in his arms, a little awkward to hear. "Hmm... The first time? I don't remember."

Bai Mingyue couldn't help but laugh and give him a gentle thump. "You're such an important person. How can you forget it?"

She remembered all the first times between them.

Mo Zihan held her even tighter, looking serious and disdainful. "It's just a bouquet of flowers. What's so important about that?"

Then what do you remember?" Bai Mingyue crossed him with half blame and half anger. The woman had long hair and a long beige floral dress on her shoulders, and a white trench coat on her outside. She had a beautiful face and a gentle temperament.

Mo-tse could not help but look a little dazed, shocked that she was no longer the same plain, almost silly girl from the beginning. But this kind of her, more completely beautiful, also let him... Heart.

He lowered his eyes and leaned close to her, his warm breath tickling her face. Before she could get away from him, he grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms, saying, "I remember... This!"

He had already kissed her lips. Bai Mingyue's mind exploded, his face burned, and he rushed to push him. God, is this man crazy? Kissing in public in broad daylight, she was not interested in being watched by everyone.

The man let go of her and smiled at the woman's embarrassed little face. "You..."

Her face was so red that it was about to bleed. Her eyes were dodging and she almost didn't dare to look at him. She was so angry. Mo Zihan was amused and said calmly, "It's not like I haven't kissed you before. You don't have to be so shy."

Bai Mingyue: ..."

She simply kept her face away from him. She had never been a match for this coquettish man on such a topic. She was well aware of this.

The man looked at her embarrassed and shy little face, and the smile in his eyes deepened. Just then, his cell phone suddenly rang. Without much thought, he picked up the phone. His personal phone and work were separate, and not many people knew about it.

"Hello?"

"...

Mo Zihan suddenly stood up, his face suddenly darkened, and he asked almost sternly, "Which hospital?"

"...

After hearing it clearly, he hung up. Bai Mingyue got up hurriedly and asked, "Zi Han, what's wrong?"

"Mom suddenly fainted. She's in the hospital now."

"How could this be? Is it okay?" Bai Mingyue was also anxious and asked again.

Mo Zihan said, "I have to go over and take a look." He looked at her feet and said, "If you're tired, sit down and rest for a while. Go back early later. I'll call you if there's anything, huh?"

Bai Mingyue nodded. "You should go."

Mo Zihan did not delay any longer. Instead, he took her by the waist and kissed her gently on the forehead. "Go home early. Be careful on the road!"

He turned and strode away before he could say anything.

Bai Mingyue didn't stay long either. She had to go back and see if chen chen was awake. She would wait for Mo Zihan's call and see if wen lan was seriously ill. She would also prepare some things from home and send them to the hospital.

She left the square and stopped a taxi on the road. After giving the address, she sat in the back seat of the car feeling a little anxious and didn't notice anything wrong along the way. Until the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of something wrong with the scenery outside the car window, she hurriedly calmed down, took a closer look and frowned.

"Master, are you on the wrong path?" She asked.

The driver in the cap moved his eyes when he heard the words as if he was holding the direction. His head was lowered, the brim of his hat lowered, and his face was covered with a shadow. Outside the window, it was not the scenery she was familiar with on her way back.

Seeing that he did not speak, Bai Mingyue's heart could not help but thump, subconsciously wanting to continue questioning. But when he heard a squeak, the driver suddenly stopped the car. Suddenly, Bai Mingyue was unprepared and rushed forward with great force.

She bumped into the back of the chair and sensed something was wrong, but before she had the chance to speak, she smelled a pungent odor in her nose and could only hear the man's hoarse, cold laugh in her ear.... "How could she have gone wrong!"