Mo Lu Su said thanks and hung up the phone, looking at Xinle.

When Xinle woke up, it was already in the afternoon, but when she woke up, there was another person in the ward, Mo Yin, Mo Lu Su's father.

And the person that disappeared in the room was mo Lu su.

Xinle inexplicably some fear, quickly sat up, "uncle, uncle." She said, her eyes couldn't help looking around, and confirmed that she didn't see anyone who could be called Mo Lu su.

"Lu Su is not here. I'm going to change my dressing." As if she knew what she was thinking, Mo Yin spoke alone.

Xinle pursed her lips slightly, that is to say, she had to face Mo Yin by herself.

Mo Yin is not far away from Xin Le. To Xin Le, the man is not friendly to her. That day, she dares to target Mo Yin because of Mo Lu su.

But today, she has no courage.

"Your parents are both working class. You have worked for four years, but you are only an assistant doctor and have a younger brother. But no one knows what the future will be like. To tell you the truth, you are not the best choice for Mohist daughter-in-law. Do you know who Lu Su's mother is?"

Xinle clenched the quilt in her hand, which was very direct.

"Miss Chu." Xinle whispered.

Mo Yin nodded.

Xinle looked up at him, "but even if it's not the right family, isn't it the most important thing to like each other?"

"Like each other?" Mo Yin chuckled as if he were satirizing these four words.

Xinle pause, chest pain, do not know because of his irony, or because of their own uncertainty.

Does he like himself?

"Little girl, why do you think you give him happiness?" Mo Yin suddenly asked.

"Because I love him." Xinle bowed his head, and his voice was very low.

"The love that I dare not even say?" It's still ironic.

Xinle clenched her lower lip and buttoned the quilt more tightly.

"I didn't dare!" Xinle looked up at Mo Yin with stubbornness, "at least I love him more than you, at least I won't leave him."

"But the death of his grandmother has a direct bearing on you." Mo Yin spoke again, his voice was still cold.

Xinle's arm trembled slightly, and her fingernails wanted to be embedded in the palm of her hand through the quilt. "My uncle and I said that if I want to leave him, then I can tell my uncle clearly that it's impossible."

Mo Yin looked at her stubbornness, and another emotion flashed in her eyes.

"His grandmother is very important to him."

"If he hates me, I'll listen to him. I don't need my uncle to say it." Xinle's voice is eager for a few minutes. It seems that she will cry in the next second, but she is still stubborn.

Mo Yin's eyes narrowed. If he had trusted him, instead of the man, maybe they would not have come to the last step.

She didn't believe him, and he always doubted her.

So, in the end, it can only be tragedy.

"Girl, I hope you can always remember your attitude today." Mo Yin said and turned to leave.

Just when he got to the door, Mo Yin just met Mo Lu Su, who came back. Mo Lu Su squinted slightly and looked at his father's eyes with a touch of precaution. "Why are you here?"

Mo Yin looked at his son and looked back at the girl who was shaking when he saw him. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised. "I'm going to Guizhou. There's your mother's favorite scenery there."

Mo Lu Su did not make a sound, watching his father leave.

Xinle clenched his hands, but he was staring at Mo Lu su. How much did he just hear?

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