Helpless eyes, like a child waiting for his family to claim.

It makes me feel a little stuffy.

Unconsciously, he picked up the wine in front of him and drank another glass.

Then I talked with Yu Yuehan about the cooperation in the shopping mall.

Nian Xiaomu sits beside them and listens to what they say. He seldom takes the initiative to speak.

Just holding the glass, sitting quietly.

From time to time, he raised his head, looked at the ink dry, then lowered his eyes, looked at his fingers, took his face, and compared it with the figure he saw in his mind.

She thought that if Mohan was her father, at least she would react to see her.

Mo Qian has a reaction now, but he doesn't know her reaction.

She wondered if she had made a mistake.

Too anxious to find their own family, these days the memory of the brain confusion, will just see a person, into the brain sea to see the man?

What about the woman she saw?

Would it be her mother?

"Mr. Mo, I heard that your Mrs. Mo is very beautiful. Do you know if she is present at the party today? I'd love to see her. " Young Mu found a chance to talk and asked.

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Qian's face suddenly changed.

Become a little gloomy, a little depressed.

The breath changed.

"She's gone."

Simple four words, full of imagination.

Nian Xiaomu can't react for a moment. His so-called absence means that he has left today's banquet, or

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well. Excuse me first."

Mo Qian quickly got up from the sofa, reached out to tidy up his suit, and walked away.

In the lounge, only Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu are left.

Young Mu subconsciously turns to see Yu Yuehan, who is still struggling about what that sentence means.

"Do you think of anything? Why do you suddenly ask Mrs. Mo? " Yu Yuehan put down his glass and explained to her lightly, "look at the reaction of ink drying. Mrs. ink has passed away."

“……”

When Xiaomu was shocked, his eyes widened.

Mo Qian seems to be less than 50 years old. How could his wife die so quickly?

"You don't look very well. Let's get out of here first."

Yu Yuehan pulls her up from the sofa and turns to walk out.

Zheng Yan was waiting for them outside when she left the lounge.

Seeing them coming out, I quickly met them. "How are you doing? Is ink dry hard for you? Why is Xiaomu's face so ugly? "

“…… I'm fine. I want to go back to my room first. "

The year small Mu reluctantly said a, the small face actually is very white very white.

As you can see, she's just holding on.

More and more cold thin lips tight, will she circle in the arms, to the banquet hall outside.

"I'm with you!"

Zheng Yan did not hesitate to follow.

She will attend the party, but it's her father's order.

The person who should have come was Zheng Hao's cub, but how clever Zheng Hao is. Knowing that Zheng's family set up its own door and came to the banquet hosted by Mohist family, it must not be good. When he dared not come, he thought of her sister.

If they don't dare to come, they'll just look guilty.

For the sake of the lintel of the whole Zheng family, Zheng Yan can only be brave.

Now that she's gone, she can make it.

Two words don't say to follow Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu to leave.

"Xiaomu, are you really OK? I don't think your face is right. Do you want to go to the hospital? I know a private doctor who has a good skill! "