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Seeing the boy running out, Wang Moxiao was so heartbroken that he ran out without thinking. He only had one thought: never let his boy leave him.
So he forgot about the two people still in the house. This oversight also caused him to almost collapse and almost lose the person he loved most.
But at this moment, Wang Moxiao, whose mind was filled with images of Cong Sheng leaving heartbroken, could no longer think about anything else.
He rushed out of the house, using the communicator to contact the guard behind the scenes to stop Cong Sheng from running out, and at the same time patrolling Cong Sheng's traces with his eyes.
Fortunately, within a few minutes we found the boy who was hiding his face and crying.
"What happened? Where is the sand floating halfway up the mountain?" Cong Sheng had to stop and gently rub his uncomfortable eyes with his hands.
Listening to the footsteps behind him, he rubbed his eyes red with both hands. Then he hid his face and shook his shoulders slightly.
"Yue Yue, don't cry, don't cry." Wang Moxiao, who was catching up, stood beside Cong Sheng at a loss. Looking at the boy who was covering his face and crying and refusing to look at him, he felt that his heart was about to break. .
"Listen to my explanation."
"I'm not crying." Cong Sheng put down his hand and looked at Wang Moxiao calmly, the guard and alienation in his eyes clearly visible. The friendliness and gentleness before are gone.
"Okay, okay, you're not crying." Wang Moxiao looked helplessly at the boy in front of him who looked like he had just met, alienated, indifferent, and wary.
Looking at the boy's red eyes and tight lips, Wang Moxiao simply tore Wang Zhaoqing and Lu Baixue into pieces in his heart.
These two ruined all his plans and created a huge gap between him and his boy.
He was almost despairing at the scene before him.
"Uncle," Cong Sheng said maliciously. Although Wang Moxiao in front of him looks very young and is actually only in his thirties, to him who is only twenty now, isn't he just an uncle? He and his son Wang Zhaoqing are For a lifetime, "I'm very confused now and want to go down the mountain. Can you just leave me alone and be quiet?"
Cong Sheng looked at Wang Moxiao as if he had been struck by lightning, and began to feel that this 'old man' was actually quite cute. Maybe he could consider seeing the relationship between the two. Is it just a relationship? It felt right. Just do it.
"Okay then, I'll take you down the mountain." Wang Moxiao looked at the boy who obviously didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and knew that he couldn't push him too hastily now.
In addition, he cannot show that he is fully aware of the grudges between Wang Zhaoqing and his boy at this time. Doesn't this mean that he has investigated his boy? Maybe his boy will misunderstand that all the things that happened to him were his handiwork. When his boy knows his other identity, maybe the plane that crashed will think that it was him, and he will Mo Xiao has this ability, doesn't he
It's so pitiful that he really didn't know and didn't do anything.
Just now he almost blurted out that he had no idea what Wang Zhaoqing had done, and asked Yue Yue not to think of him and Wang Zhaoqing as one.
Fortunately, these words were not spoken, otherwise with his cleverness as a boy, he would have guessed something.
He had planned well, slowly cultivating a relationship with his boy, and then confessing his identity after his boy accepted him. During this period, he could easily send Wang Zhaoqing far away and send him to South Africa. Go and develop territory.
Let the king of two people not see the king.
But all this was ruined by that brat. Sure enough, that brat was born to collect debts from him.
Cong Sheng couldn't stand Wang Moxiao who insisted on driving him, so he had to get into another car Wang Moxiao drove out. It was a Hummer, low-key, luxurious and domineering.
Along the way, both of them were quiet. Cong Sheng didn't want to talk. After acting for a long time, he was a little tired, so he closed his eyes and rested quietly.
Wang Moxiao on the side didn't know what to say, so he could only secretly observe the expressions of the people around him. Looking at Cong Sheng with a tired face, Wang Moxiao also felt very distressed.
Wang Moxiao, who was focused on Cong Sheng, was always vigilant and realized that their current situation was not good until the car was violently hit.
Several black ordinary cars were chasing behind them, and one had already chased behind them and tried to hit them. Several other vehicles that were entangled by his men were also trying to break through at this time.
For a moment, bullets flew everywhere and landed on the car with a crackling sound. The modified Hummer perfectly demonstrated its defensive capabilities and not a single bullet entered the vehicle.
This time he came down with not many people. Looking at the scene at this time, Wang Moxiao was not too worried about himself. The only thing he was worried about was his boy sitting next to him.
"Be careful while driving." At this time, Cong Sheng no longer cared about acting, his eyes were sharp and his aura was full. Looking back at the fierce battle behind him, he still didn't understand. He was implicated by Wang Moxiao.
But it's useless to think about it at this time, getting away is the best option.
Looking at the boy beside him whose aura and demeanor had changed drastically, Wang Moxiao's eyes darkened, but a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and it passed so quickly that Cong Sheng, who was focused behind him, didn't notice.
Turning the steering wheel, pressing the accelerator to the bottom, the hand gears kept changing.
Cong Sheng couldn't help but admire Wang Moxiao's superb driving skills. This Hummer was professionally modified and left the battle circle after a while.
The two people in the car couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Cong Sheng was just about to express his admiration for Wang Moxiao's driving skills when something unexpected happened.
The vehicle-mounted artillery that appeared out of nowhere was so close that Cong Sheng felt that death was so close for the first time.
Perhaps because he had experienced too much bloodshed, Wang Moxiao showed his sophistication in such a scene. A second before the shell hit the car, he made the car sideways and hit the railing on the side.
The moment the car hit the railing, the shell exploded behind the car at the same time. The force of the explosion caused the car to fly out.
When the car was suspended in the air, Cong Sheng was embraced into a warm and generous embrace.
"Don't be afraid."
The voice was low and soft, and her lips felt warm. Then Cong Sheng felt the car suddenly shake, and the last sight in her field of vision was a mist.
"Well..." Opening his eyes in a daze, Cong Sheng looked at the snow-white ceiling in front of him, a little dazed.
"Le Shao wakes up? Go call the doctor quickly."
"Where am I?" Cong Sheng gradually woke up and remembered the scene when he fainted. "Where is Wang Moxiao? How is he?"
"Boss, he..." The young man who replied looked at Cong Sheng and hesitated to speak. The dimple on his mouth made Cong Sheng feel familiar.
"How is he? And...have I seen you?" Cong Sheng asked. His injuries were not serious. There were only minor injuries on his body. They would be healed in a few days. The more serious ones were just some concussions. .
"The boss is still in the intensive care unit and hasn't woken up yet. Haha, I have a popular face, and people always say that I look like someone and sleep with someone." The young man scratching his hair in embarrassment is the Jiajiu who appeared before. He was also the person who gave Cong Sheng an umbrella, but his speed was too fast at that time. Cong Sheng only saw a dimple and could not remember his appearance.
Cong Sheng only found out about this later.
"Really? Can I go see him now?" Cong Sheng felt very complicated when she thought of Wang Moxiao's last act of protecting him in her arms.
No one had ever risked his life to protect him like this. In his previous life, the people who occupied most of his life were the Bai Ru mother and son who wanted his life. The mother in his memory loved him very much, but her early death also caused him to lose that maternal love. There was only indifference in his life, and all that man's fatherly love was given to an illegitimate child.
He also had true friends, but he didn't know who among those friends would be willing to risk their lives to protect him.
Therefore, Wang Moxiao's actions gave him a huge shock, and he has not yet recovered from the shock.
It wasn't until he stood in front of Wang Moxiao's hospital bed and looked at this man who was as unshakable as a mountain and was in a fragile coma that Cong Sheng noticed the violent beating of his heart. He knew that he was tempted.
He gently stroked Wang Moxiao's face and said, "You have to wake up quickly. Only when you wake up can I tell you something."
"What are you going to tell me?" a weak, hoarse voice sounded.
"You're awake." Cong Sheng looked at the man who had slowly opened his eyes in surprise, and tightly grasped the man's hand on the quilt.
"I hope you're fine." Wang Moxiao looked at Cong Sheng carefully, then relaxed after a while and said with a smile, "What did you just say you wanted to tell me?"
Cong Sheng smiled slightly and did not answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Why did you save me then?"
"Because...I like you."
Wang Moxiao looked at Cong Sheng with gentle eyes. He was keenly aware of the changes in his boy, and this change was obviously beneficial to him. He intuitively felt that he should seize this opportunity.
"I fell in love with you at first sight, didn't you feel it?"
Cong Sheng did not avoid Wang Mosheng's warm and domineering eyes, but smiled slightly.
"I want to pursue you, is that okay?"
This powerful man in the country was asking the boy he admired in a questioning and pleading tone. At this time, he was just an ordinary man, clumsily expressing his admiration to the person he admired.
"When you get better."
Cong Sheng smiled lightly, looking at the man who smiled as satisfied as a child after listening to his words, and felt that it was indeed time for him to fall in love.
"Knock knock knock—"
When the fermenting tenderness and sweetness flowed between the two of them, they were interrupted by a knock on the door before it could spread.
"Boss." The person who came was an expressionless and stern young man. He glanced at Cong Sheng who was sitting next to the hospital bed and hesitated.
"You just woke up, and I guess you haven't eaten anything yet. I'm also a little hungry. Let's go see what kind of food there is and bring you some." Cong Sheng stood up immediately, tucking King Mo Xiao's quilt and said, "What do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." Wang Moxiao followed Cong Sheng until his figure disappeared outside the door.
"Say it."