Zhu Yan, however, stared at Uncle Mo in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "Did you just call me Song Ning?"
Mo Bogan said with a smile: "This young master looks very similar to an acquaintance of mine. It was because I accidentally recognized the wrong person. I hope you won't be surprised."
"Is the old man's acquaintance Song Ning?" Zhu Yan asked.
Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the waiter said to Zhu Yan: "This young master, the young master you are looking for was saved by this old man. You two can chat slowly, and I will leave first." The waiter ran away. He also seemed to be running away, fearing that he would be caught in the flames of war that was about to break out.
Zhu Yan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked Mo Bo: "Is Yuan Hao at your place? How is he? Is he okay?"
Whether a person sincerely cares about another person can be clearly seen from the other person's eyes. The young master in front of him has a mixture of joy and worry in his eyes, and his anxious look is definitely not false.
An idea flashed in Mo Bo's mind, and he blurted out: "Could you be the brother Zimo that Yuan Hao mentioned?"
Zhu Yan nodded quickly: "I am the one who asked me to take me to see Yuan Hao."
Mo Bo looked Zhu Yan up and down again and saw that he had extraordinary bearing, handsome face, and righteousness in his brows. He was a perfect match for Yuan Qiu.
Mo Bo was also happy for Yuan Qiu in his heart. At first he thought, who in this world can be worthy of Yuan Qiu? Even if he is a prince, his status is higher than that of ordinary people, and he may not be worthy of Yuan Qiu.
Now it seems that he was overthinking it.
"Please come this way!" Mo Bo deliberately did not say that Yuan Qiu was here, but he wanted to see if the Crown Prince could recognize Yuan Qiu with her makeup.
Zhu Yan followed Mo Bo to the third floor. Mo Bo opened the door in front and said to Yuan Qiu who was wiping Yuan Qiu's hands: "Bai Yi, look who is here."
He deliberately called her Bai Yi to tell her not to reveal his identity first.
Xia Yuanqiu turned around and saw Zhu Yan striding into the room. He was indeed as thin as Yuan Hao said. His originally handsome and handsome features seemed to look more haggard. It was her fault. he.
Her nose was slightly sour, her eyes were hot, and she stood up and took two steps away.
Zhu Yan walked quickly to Yuan Hao's bedside, grabbed Yuan Hao's good hand with one hand, and looked him up and down: "How are you? Where are you injured?"
Yuan Hao grinned and said: "It's okay. I just broke my arm and calf. My sister-the doctor said, as long as you have a good rest, you will be fine."
Mo Bo also stepped forward and said, "That's right, Yuan Hao is still young, and his body and bones will heal faster than us adults, so don't worry."
Zhu Yan let out a long breath, and his heart that had been hanging finally fell to the ground.
He reached out and touched the top of Yuan Hao's hair and sighed: "You kid, you hurt your arms and calves. It hurts so much, yet you can still laugh."
Yuan Hao chuckled: "I'm happy, I don't feel any pain anymore."
Zhu Yan glared at him and frowned: "You kid, why are you so happy after being injured? If your sister finds out, she will blame me for not taking good care of you!"
Yuan Hao glanced at Yuan Qiu who was standing aside, and saw that her eyes were red, her face was stained with tears, and her nose was sore. He shook his head and said: "No, my sister will not blame Brother Zimo. My sister and I both You know, Brother Zimo truly loves and protects us."
Seeing him crying, Zhu Yan hurriedly patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Fool, why are you crying? Don't worry, Brother Zimo will definitely help you find your sister, and our family will be reunited."