To me, you are the one who steps on colorful clouds.
Mo Bei raised his eyes, stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed Mo Nan's right arm: "I told the housekeeper and grandpa, brother, treat it again."
"Okay." Mo Nan didn't tell his sister that Uncle Feng had helped him find the housekeeper's grandpa long before, and that surgery was possible, but the recovery would not be very satisfactory.
Life is too hard.
He always wants to give his sister a little sweet taste.
With one hand, he peeled a candy for Mo Bei.
Mo Nan knew that they would always have to face very real problems. The medical expenses had exhausted the family's savings, but luckily they had insurance to support them.
The family house could not be sold, and he planned to take his apartment to the bank as a mortgage first, but he did not expect to see a familiar figure as soon as he walked downstairs.
The man squatted downstairs in his house and waited for an unknown how long. There was still a piece of fallen flowers on the shoulder of his exquisite suit jacket.
He brushed the Samoyed with his slender and fair fingers, and stood up when he saw him coming. The suit was neatly dressed, and his whole body exuded a sense of abstinence.
It's King's guy with the top of his head.
Mo Nan was still wondering if appearing at this time would bring trouble to his sister.
He heard a voice next to his ear, low magnetic and without the slightest temperature: "Since she's gone, she should take this thing with her too."
"Wow!" The little Samoyed was still wagging its tail when it first saw people coming. When it got close, it smelled Mo Nan, but it was not the smell it was familiar with. At Feng Nai's feet.
It's hard for Mo Nan to describe Feng Nai now. Although there hasn't been much change, his whole aura has changed.
He used to be careless when facing people.
Now it is cold and indifferent to the point of sinking.
Leaving this sentence behind, he seemed to be planning to leave, and little Samo followed behind him all the time.
"Go away." Feng Nai's voice was cold.
Little Samo groaned and started to follow again.
In the end, Feng Nai seemed to laugh lowly, his broken hair blocked his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression: "Forget it, we were all left behind anyway."
When the words fell, he bent down, hugged little Sam, and walked towards the direction of the business car. There were two black-clothed bodyguards and an accompanying secretary standing beside the car.
It can be seen that after officially inheriting the Feng family, Feng Nai's life is different from before.
Time is tight, and things have changed accordingly.
Mo Nan had a ruffian in him, and thought that the other party would inquire about Bei's whereabouts.
As a result, he didn't ask anything.
Did you really give up
Mo Nan paused there. Although King was always disliked by him, there was nothing he could do. His sister had never liked anyone so much before.
"Hey, Feng Nai, if you're a man, wait for my sister."
Feng Nai stopped in her tracks, then turned her head to the side: "I said, I won't wait for her."
Mo Nan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that if his sister heard these words, she would be very sad.
Over there, Feng Nai had already gotten into the commercial vehicle.
The secretary didn't understand at the beginning. After all, the young master has used many methods to find the Mo family in the past two days, but due to special reasons, he couldn't find him at all.
I haven't closed my eyes for such a long time, and I will come to this apartment whenever I have time.
Why didn't I ask anything when I met Young Master Mo.
After that, he understood.
It's because the young master turned on the tracker.
Master put a tracker on Master Mo just now
The secretary suddenly glanced sideways.
What I saw was that young and handsome face.
He half propped his jaw, with a kind of casual darkness: "Follow him."
(end of this chapter)