"Anyone can watch it, but I can't, I'm wronged!" Nian Xiaomu pursed her lips and acted like a baby in his arms.
Yu Yuehan was completely overwhelmed by the tortured look.
He lifted her up, and opened his lips while walking out.
"Suddenly remembered that tomorrow is your holiday."
Nian Xiaomu blinked, "What festival? Do I have a festival?"
Yu Yuehan nodded solemnly, "Yes, yes, Children's Day."
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Went to his!
She really missed her grandpa, and he laughed at her instead of comforting her.
Not seeing her grandfather, Nian Xiaomu began to miss Xiao Liuliu again.
It just so happened that the next day was Children's Day, so Yu Yuehan simply packed her up on the plane and went back to City H to spend the festival with Xiao Liuliu, and visit Tang Yuansi and Shangxin by the way.
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the other side.
In Mo Chengliang's villa, Qi Yan swaggered and led Tan Bengbeng to Mo Chengxian's ward.
Like a younger brother, Mo Yongheng was assigned by him to walk at the back, with a medicine box in his hand.
Looking up, he saw Qi Yan who was holding Tan Bengbeng with a smug smile, and almost threw the medicine box in his hand on his head.
Thinking about the seriously ill old Patriarch, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Qi Yan is the old Patriarch's last hope.
Don't talk about beating Qi Yan now, even if Qi Yan wants to beat him, he can't fight back.
Several people stopped in front of Mo Chengxian's ward.
Qi Yan still remembered Mo Chengxian's reaction when he saw Tan Bengbeng, looked down at her clear face, his eyes flickered slightly, and stretched out his hand to beckon Mo Yongheng to come forward.
"You're moving so slowly, didn't you eat?"
"..."
Mo Yongheng froze and looked up at Qi Yan.
There is obviously a nurse in the villa, but Qi Yan refuses to use it, and he told Mo Chengliang to let him be an assistant, but now he is picking on the bone.
Others don't understand, but Mo Yongheng knows in his heart that this guy is avenging his own personal revenge!
He bears it!
Mo Yongheng opened the medicine box as instructed, watched Qi Yan take out a sterile mask from it, and gently put it on for Tan Bengbeng.
Advised, "Try not to make any noise for a while, so as not to irritate the old Patriarch Mo, just sit inside and wait for me obediently. After I have finished watching his situation, I will send you back to rest."
After Qi Yan finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Tan Bengbeng's cheek.
A superficial kiss without any frivolity.
When he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of Mo Yongheng with a dark face out of the corner of his eye, then deliberately lowered his head, and kissed again.
Seeing that Mo Yongheng's face was so dark that it was about to drip ink, he closed his eyes in satisfaction, and led Tan Bengbeng into the ward nervously.
Before entering, Mo Yongheng suddenly reached out his hand to stop him.
The voice sank slightly.
"Are you really sure that you can cure the old Patriarch?"
Mo Chengxian's physical condition is very bad.
The toxin stayed in his body for too long, even if there was an antidote, there was no way to completely remove it for a while.
This point, Mo Yongheng is clearer than anyone else.
If Qi Yan deliberately said those swear words in front of Mo Chengliang just to help Nian Xiaomu, he would understand.
But there were only a few of them here, and he wanted to hear the truth.
"Where are you touching? Stop me, stop me, don't touch my Bengbeng with an excuse!" Qi Yan clicked his tongue, pushed away Mo Yongheng's arm that was in contact with Tan Bengbeng, and glanced at him with disgust.
"Qi Yan!"
Mo Yongheng looked calm on the surface, but he was not easy to provoke.
He still can bear to let Qi Yan sneer in front of him, it's all for the sake of the old Patriarch.
If Qi Yan dared to say a word to him, what he just said was all bluffing, and he could push him against the wall in the next second and beat him up!
Let him know why the flowers are so red!