Never deeply in love

Then his mind went blank. Her eyes darkened and she soon lost consciousness. Seeing this, the driver saw the brim of his hat being pushed up, revealing a gloomy and smiling face. He fixed his gaze on the woman who was lying limply in the back seat of the car. He started the car and continued to leave. At the same time, he took out his cell phone with one hand and dialed a phone.

"The matter has been settled."

Hospital.

Seeing Mo Xiaoran outside the ward, Mo-tse instinctively frowned. He was in a hurry and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He quickly walked over and met Mo Xiaoran's enlarged smile. He couldn't bear to be perfunctory and asked in a cold voice, "Why are you here?"

Mo Xiaoran smiled, looking at the man standing in front of him, tall and slender figure, handsome and indifferent face with a noble temperament. Compared to himself in the wheelchair, he had a condescending aura.

There was a strange twist in his heart. He really wanted this man to crawl and even kneel in front of him, so that he could dispel the hatred in his heart. However, he still had a smile on his lips, which seemed intimate, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"I don't know what big brother said. Mom suddenly fainted. I sent someone to send her to the hospital. Besides, she's not feeling well. What's wrong with me, my son, coming to watch over her?"

Mo Zihan stared at him. Of course, he didn't think Mo Xiaoran would be so kind. But he would never say what he was looking for, and for a while, he had no way to explore.

"Mo Xiaoran, if you still have a little conscience, don't give mom any ideas." His tone was very cold, and his face, which had always been indifferent to anger and joy, sank in a rare way.

Mo Xiaoran spread his hands and smiled innocently, "I don't understand what big brother means."

Mo-tse han ignored him, pushed open the door of the ward, and closed the door behind him. Outside the door, the moment the door closed, the smile on Mo Xiaoran's face disappeared inch by inch, suddenly turning into a cold.

He looked at the assistant next to him and the assistant nodded. "It's done." He looked at the door of the ward and asked, "President, should we go first?"

"Yes." Mo xiao's face was expressionless, but a fierce look flashed in his eyes. At last, he looked at the door of the ward, his eyes as cold as a knife. Mo Zihan, your woman is in my hands now. I want to see what you can fight with me.

In the ward, Wen Lan had woken up. "Mom, how are you feeling now?"

"I'm fine. I just had a headache and somehow fainted." Wen Lan said that he was also a little confused about his sudden coma. However, her health has never been much worse or better.

She must have been too tired recently, she thought, without much doubt. But when she saw Mo Zihan, she was still a little confused. "Zi Han, why are you here?"

Mo Zihan took a closer look at her mother's face and made sure she was okay before answering, "Someone called me and said you fainted in the hospital." As he spoke, he looked into Wen Lan's eyes and asked, "Mom, how did you meet Mo Xiaoran?"

In the past, he wouldn't ask. But at this time, he had to be more considerate. A man like Mo Xiaoran could do anything. He was not sure that Wen Lan's kindness to him would allow him to care about his family.

When Wen Lan heard this, his face couldn't help but get a little ugly. "I met him outside the prison. He went to see... That man too." She wanted to say' your father', but at last she realized that Mo Shoucheng was still unrepentant.

Mo Zihan didn't say anything more, but said faintly, "I'm glad you're okay."

At this moment, the doctors and nurses came in and examined Wen Lan again. Make sure she's fine, just a little hypoglycemic. She may not be able to sleep enough recently, so she will be dizzy and dizzy. Go back and rest more, and get proper nutrition.

Thanks to the doctor, Mo-tse han paid the bill to take Wen Lan home. When he left the ward, Mo Xiaoran was no longer there. He furrowed his brows, his eyes obscured, and he felt something was wrong.

Subconsciously, she took out her phone and called bai Ming Yue, telling her that Wen Lan was fine, but no one answered the phone.

"Zi Han." At this moment, Wen Lan suddenly called out to him. His voice was hesitant and his emotions were complicated.

Mo Zihan didn't think much about it. He put away the phone and planned to go straight home later. Bai Mingyue should have been home by now. Maybe he was bringing chen chen with him, so it wasn't necessarily that he didn't receive the call.

He walked towards Wen Lan. "Mom, what's the matter?"

Wen Lan looked at him, wanting to say something, but his eyes were sad. She didn't want to believe it. She didn't even have the courage to ask. However, seeing Mo Shoucheng today had made her feel that she had been living in a muddle for so many years. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

After a while, she calmed down. "Zi Han, can you tell mom that there was something else about your car accident?"

Mo Zihan was stunned, looking at Wen Lan's heartbroken eyes, and his tone was a little solemn. "Mom, who told you this?"

Mo Xiaoran? He frowned and immediately rejected the idea. How could it be Mo Xiaoran? He's not that stupid. Who's that, Mo Shoucheng?

But Wen Lan's face turned as white as paper in an instant, and his heart sank completely.

She looked at Mo Zihan and mumbled in disbelief, "So, that thing was really something else, not just a car accident?"

"Mom, stop asking." Mo Zihan said decisively, in a determined tone, "You don't need to know these things. I'm fine now, aren't I? Let's go home. Ming Yue is still waiting for us at home. She knows you're in the hospital. She must be worried."

Wen Lan's face was pale, and he looked as if he had lost his soul. He followed him out of the hospital with a stiff body, and his feet seemed to be cold as they shot up. No one knew her son's character better than her mother.

He didn't say it, but he didn't want to worry. However, his attitude had shown that all her assumptions were true. Her eyes were red and something seemed to shatter in her heart.

Mo Zihan was also upset to see her mother so upset. Because of her consideration, he kept his mouth shut all these years and did not divulge any of those things to her. Mo Xiao Ran also played the role of filial piety in front of her.

Even now, he didn't want her to know that. But he knew that Mo Xiaoran had gone to the extreme now. He could even hurt Shangguan Jingchen, not to mention him.

So it's not a bad thing for Wen Lan to know about these things. She used to be a young lady who didn't know much about the world, so she was easily fooled by Mo Shoucheng, whose status was far inferior to hers.

After she got married, she was devoted to her husband and son. She was a simple rich lady. Her world was too simple, so she could be hurt so much. Although she was her mother, Mo Zihan didn't want her to continue like this.

So when they walked out of the hospital, Wen Lan suddenly asked,... "Did Xiao Ran do it?"

Mo Zihan did not answer, but he did not deny it, which was his acquiescence. Wen Lan was in complete despair, tears streaming down her face. Why, she treated him well? He was Mo Shoucheng's illegitimate child, and after she was born, she not only accepted him into the house, but also kept him by her side as if he had left.

Why, in the end, did he hurt his child like that? Wen Lan's eyes shone with hatred, and the soft and gentle woman finally became fierce.

"Mom, don't think too much about this. I know what to do." Mo Zihan said after getting in the car. It is said that a mother knows her son well, but how can a son not know his mother's thoughts?

Wen Lan was taken aback, and suddenly lowered his eyes with a bitter face.... "Mom knows."

At this moment, she hated him and wished she could call the police and arrest Mo Xiaoran immediately. But she wasn't that stupid. Things have been going on for so many years, and it might not be that easy to bring it up again.

Besides, she also believed that her son would be able to handle this, and her mother would probably only make things worse for him. Wen Lan felt an unspeakable sense of guilt and remorse.

Mo Zihan started the car and left the hospital without saying anything. There was nothing to say along the way, and both mother and son were thinking.

Back at the villa, auntie fang was strolling around the garden with her child. Seeing them, Chen Chen in her arms was already giggling. He was waving his fleshy arms and shouting in his mouth.

At the sight of his lovely little grandson, Wen Lan's face lit up with a smile, and all the resentment and pain seemed to dissipate.

"Chen Chen, come on, grandma's darling." She took the child from aunt fang.

Mo Zihan smiled and scratched the child's nose. "Aunt Fang, is Ming Yue back?"

"Young madam? He hasn't come back yet." Aunt Fang asked doubtfully, "Young master, didn't young madam go out with you?"

Mo Zihan's face froze when he heard that. Wen Lan sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Zi Han, did something happen?"

"Nothing." Mo Zihan only answered two words and took out his cell phone as he walked in to call Bai Mingyue, but no one answered. He was a little annoyed and took off his coat. The grey sweater he was wearing inside made the man's handsome face look even gloomier.

Dozens of calls were made, but no one answered. He called the bodyguards from the villa to ask, only to find out that none of the bodyguards who followed them out today had returned.

"Call them immediately and ask where they are now." Mo Zihan said, but the answer was that none of them could get through. He finally couldn't help but take the car keys and walk out the door.

Before she left, she said to Wen Lan, "Mom, I'm going out."

Wen Lan, who was holding Chen Chen in his arms, looked at his back as he strode away, and was inexplicably worried. Ming Yue, is there anything wrong with her? I wish they were all right.