"Untie my mother's heart?" Hearing this, Mo Chengjun looked at Mo Ran with a profound gaze. If she had a way to solve the knot in her mother's heart, why would he only say it now? What happened that year?
Mo Ran looked at him doubtfully before clenching his teeth and continuing, "Cheng Jun, can you just treat it as all of Aunt's kindness? "I guarantee that no one other than you will know about the fake marriage!"
Hearing her words, Mo Chengjun didn't say anything bad. Instead, he walked towards the door in large strides, and when he was outside, he dialed Mrs. Mo's number and asked in a deep voice: "Mother, was Mo Ran adopted by the old man but not by herself?"
On the other side of the phone, Mrs. Mo picked up his son's phone. Just as she was about to ask him what was the matter, she heard such an earth-shattering question, causing her entire body to freeze in place. Only after a long while did she finally find her own voice, "Who told you?"
"Mother, I heard from Mo Ran's own mouth that the old man was also nearby." With just a few words, Mo Chengjun was able to explain the main point. Hearing Mrs. Mo's obscure voice, he actually started to believe in this matter.
However, the only response he got this time was a "beep" sound of the phone being hung up.
Mrs. Mo hung up the phone and collapsed onto the ground, his phone powerlessly fell to the ground. At this point of time, what could she not understand, she finally understood, she had been wrapped up by a huge lie all these years, and it was laughable that she had been carefully guarding that so-called secret. It was all fake!
Inside the hospital, Mo Chengjun walked back to the ward with large strides and said, "I promise you! "Also, I hate deceit the most in my life. I hope you aren't lying to me!" After that, he went to the surgery to look for Chen Zitong.
Chen Zitong faced the surgeon as if she were looking at a lunatic. After she finished looking through the medicine and just as she was about to go look for Mo Chengjun, he met him who was waiting outside.
Mo Chengjun looked at her hands that were wrapped tightly, and his expression eased up a bit, and said: "Not bad!"
"Has the matter over there been settled?" Chen Zitong glanced over and asked casually.
"Done!" For some reason, when was mentioned, he suddenly felt guilty, as if he had done something to let her down. After he answered her question simply, he grabbed her hand: "Let's go home!"
Although Chen Zitong felt that something was wrong with him, she did not inquire too deeply into it. Even if it was between husband and wife, they should have left each other with a certain amount of privacy.
The whole way home without a word, just as she was about to get off the car, Mo Chengjun suddenly carried her out.
Chen Zitong's face flushed red, she gently pushed his chest and pouted: What are you doing? It's not like I can't move my hand, it's just that I've got some injuries on my hand! Do this... "It will..."
The rest of the sentence was still stuck in his mouth. "You will spoil me if you continue like this!"
Mo Chengjun could hear her unspoken intentions. His black eyes were like the dark night that had been dyed with stars, specks of light shone in his eyes, "If I spoiled you, there wouldn't be anyone who would steal from me!"
Hearing the love and uneasiness in his words, Chen Zitong's heart trembled, the hand that grabbed his sleeve tightened.
Was the relationship between him and Feng Chen worrying him? Give her some more time. Once she had dealt with all of these, she would tell him everything about the relationship between his and Feng Chen.
At the same time, Mo Chengjun tightened his grip on her as the uneasiness in his heart grew deeper and deeper. He had the feeling that something that surpassed his control would happen, and it was only a fake marriage.
The two of them walked to the sofa in the living room, each with their own thoughts. He carefully placed her on the sofa and followed suit, pulling her into his arms.
Chen Zitong leaned on his chest and asked softly: "Don't you have to go to the company today?"
Mo Chengjun gently hid the messy hair around her face behind his ears and stared at the palm mark that still remained on her face. His hands were gently stroking it and his expression was filled with pain, "Tongtong, do you still feel pain?"
"It's just that it looks a little scary, but it actually doesn't hurt anymore!" Chen Zitong had already been moved by his actions a long time ago, so she subconsciously bit her lips and replied with a trembling voice.
Mo Chengjun misunderstood! He thought that the trembling in her voice was because he recalled the danger from last night, and that he had brought all of this onto her. Wasn't the reason why Zhen Aitong hurt her?
Under the agitation of his thoughts, he asked the question that he would never ask before, "Tongtong, do you regret marrying me?"
"Regret?" Chen Zitong muttered to herself, and just as she was about to say that she would never regret what she had done, she was interrupted by Mo Chengjun. He held her hand tightly and said: "Even if you regret it, I will not let go!"
She couldn't help but laugh. There was definitely something wrong with this man. If it was in the past, he definitely wouldn't look so worried. What happened in the ward that she didn't know about?
"Cheng Jun, how is Zhen Aitong?" Being really worried, Chen Zitong still continued to ask, it was too abnormal!
"Her matters are not worth your trouble!" Mo Chengjun said with determination, and then, afraid that she would continue to ask this question, he replied his with a question: "What exactly happened between you and Feng Chen? How do you know each other? "
Hearing him ask about Feng Chen, Chen Zitong stiffened, she was truly afraid of something that might happen. She had initially wanted to tell him about Feng Chen, but now he had asked, "He's just an insignificant person!"
Such a similar answer made a layer of dust cover Mo Chengjun's heart. If Feng Chen was only an insignificant person, would she have avoided speaking of his matters? Was it worth talking about or not!
The two of them had been lost in their own thoughts ever since they came back from the hospital. Their thoughts were complicated. Although they were very close to each other, their hearts were like a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers; each had their own thoughts.
After being silent for a long time, Mo Chengjun suddenly asked a sharp question, "Tongtong, can you accept deceit?"
"Deceit? What kind of deception? Why deceive? Will this deception hurt me? " Chen Zitong's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid that the abnormality today was probably related to this!
"Because of some unspeakable difficulties, there are some things that are hidden and not told. This deception will not cause any harm! Even so, can you accept such deception? " Mo Chengjun's voice was so low that it became hoarse.
"As long as it's deceit, it's not worth forgiving!" Chen Zitong's answer was not sloppy at all. It was truly crisp and clean. Then, her heart skipped a beat and she asked: "Mo Chengjun, would you lie to me?"
Hearing the answer caused Mo Chengjun's heart to sink, he replied with bitterness that he did not know himself, "Tongtong, I will not lie to you in my entire life!" I will only selectively carry some of the darkness on my back! This... It shouldn't be a lie!
"There are some people who aren't worthy of you crying for them!" From his words before, Chen Zitong could not figure out what was the cause of his abnormality, so she could only try to console him.
As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly carried by Mo Chengjun as she strode towards her bedroom.
"Mo Chengjun, what are you trying to do? It's still daytime now! " Following the gradually arriving destination, Chen Zitong finally understood his intentions. Her legs were still faintly aching, and she was truly unable to continue being with him.
However, Mo Chengjun did not care about her struggles. He needed to clearly feel her temperature to calm his unsettled heart, he walked into the bedroom and used his feet to close the door, then threw her onto the bed and followed suit.
Using both his arms to support her body, he whispered in her ear with a deep and magnetic voice, "Tongtong, last night I fulfilled your request, now it's your turn to fulfill my request, right?"
"Mo Chengjun, overdrawing yourself like this, in the future, you won't be able to do it!" Panicking, Chen Zitong said something that was not worth thinking about. The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it, wasn't that adding fuel to the fire?
As expected, Mo Chengjun's fire was ignited by the oil, "Girl, don't worry, I will do it!"
Chen Zitong covered her face, wanting to say something to rectify the situation, but Mo Chengjun did not give her the chance to do so.
The thin lips caressed his forehead, the wings of his nose and the corners of his mouth …
Gradually … One or two curses came out from the room, "Mo Chengjun, you are a beast!" Mo Chengjun, you are not a beast. Mo Chengjun, I was wrong … "
When Chen Zitong regained consciousness, it was already the morning of the second day. Seeing that there was no one by her side, she rubbed her aching waist and cursed softly. She had really comforted him for nothing!
Supporting herself with two pairs of soft legs, she tenaciously searched for Mo Chengjun's figure. If he dared to finish eating and run, she would definitely let him experience what it meant to be the most venomous woman in his heart!
When she saw his figure busily working at the dining table, her searching gaze abruptly stopped. She couldn't believe that the man who could cut a onion to make her eyes fill up with tears had actually prepared a sumptuous breakfast!
After setting up the breakfast, Mo Chengjun was ready to turn around and call the woman who was still sleeping. It was him, Meng Lang, who had not eaten dinner yesterday.
The moment he turned around, he saw Chen Zitong's disbelieving expression, "Did you do all this?"
"I got someone to deliver these to me personally!" Mo Chengjun was not shameless enough to admit that he had done it.
Chen Zitong finally understood that she was really a little hungry. Just as she was about to go eat at the table, she smelled the smell of milk and felt her stomach churning. She did not have time to greet him and immediately rushed to the bathroom.