Chapter 629： Reluctant, nostalgic

Chapter 629 Reluctant, nostalgic

"Mom, I bought you some food. These are some of the foods you loved to eat before. After a while, I will find a way..."

In the prison room, Mo Zixuan looked at Xiao Wenqing with a haggard face and was more than ten years older than his actual age. He was still a little bit sorrowful in his heart.

Although this woman did many wrong things in her life, she tried to calculate him for a man and used him as a tool. However, she was still his biological mother. Those who were good to him in the past cannot be completely blamed on her fault. Obliterate.

Xiao Wenqing looked at Mo Zixuan with muddy eyes. Since Wu Tianyi died inexplicably and she was sentenced again, she no longer had hope, and made plans to die here.

"Zixuan, it's rare that you remember me."

A mocking smile twitched at the corner of her mouth, not knowing whether she was mocking herself or Mo Zixuan.

Mo Zixuan's face changed slightly, and he shouted sadly: "Mom, I am your son, how can I not remember you."

"Let’s say, what did you come to see me for this time? Wu Tianyi is dead, what else do you need to know from me."

Xiao Wenqing didn't seem to believe her son. Last time, he visited her every day, just to let her tell the whereabouts of Wu Tianyi. Later, as soon as Wu Tianyi was arrested, he did not come again.

is here again now!

She sneered in her heart, he was fine, where would he come to see her, and he bought so many things.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mo Zixuan's face, but it quickly dissipated. He pursed his lips and said softly, "Mom, whether you believe it or not, I really care about you. I know, you blame me. Without persuading Mo Xiuchen, you will be sentenced to life..."

"Don't mention Mo Xiuchen to me. The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn't get rid of him before he was still fledgling."

Xiao Wenqing spoke a bit gnashing her teeth, but after all she lost her previous cruelty. These days, her viciousness and resentment have almost been wiped out.

A dark light flashed in Mo Zixuan's eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "Mom, I also hate Mo Xiuchen. Although he resigned as president, he took everyone away. The company has various problems now... …The most hateful thing is that Mo Xiuchen has another company of his own. During this time, his company has been competing with us in various ways and competing with us by various despicable means..."

"What did you tell me about this?"

The muddy air in Xiao Wenqing's eyes dissipated a little, and the expression in his eyes was a bit sarcasm.

"Mom, besides telling you, who else can I find to say that my dad has always been partial to Mo Xiuchen, you know. He still wants to get Mo Xiuchen back to the company."

At the end, Mo Zixuan lowered his eyes slightly, and a touch of sadness appeared on his handsome face. Even though Xiao Wenqing knew that Mo Zixuan didn't really care about her when she asked her, as a mother, she still had that natural maternal love for her son, and she couldn't see her son behave like this.

A trace of hesitating concern appeared in her eyes, and she remained silent.

About a minute later, the guard guarding outside yelled to remind Mo Zixuan that the time was approaching.

He looked at Xiao Wenqing with reluctant eyes, and said calmly: "Mom, I will visit you next time, you must take care of yourself. Anyway, you are my mother."

After speaking, he stood up and left.

Xiao Wenqing looked at Mo Zixuan walking towards the door, hesitated in his eyes, opened his mouth, and said nothing after all.

**

While Wen Ran was sleeping, Mo Xiuchen stayed in front of the bed.

Since last night she learned that she had remembered the past, Mo Xiuchen felt sorry for her more and more.

seemed to be reluctant to leave her every second, he sat in front of the bed, holding her little hand in his hand, wondering whether the warmth of his palm passed to her, or the temperature of her hand softened his heart.

He looked at her quietly like this, and he felt extremely satisfied and at ease.

If not...

Thinking of this, a crack broke in his eyes full of tenderness, and a slight pain suddenly spread from his heart little by little. Gradually, the pain became clear and sharp.

In the silent room, a rapid cell phone ringing suddenly sounded.

Mo Xiuchen stunned, then turned his eyes to look at the phone on the bedside, he immediately picked it up, and the first time he turned down the sound to prevent Wen Ran from waking up and falling asleep.

Incoming call is a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Mo Xiuchen stared at the unfamiliar number for a moment, pressed the answer button with his long finger, and said calmly: "Hey!"

"Hello……"

"Great!"

Mo Xiuchen spit out a word and hung up the phone. After thinking about it, she mute her ringtone.

In less than two minutes, Wen Ran's phone vibrated again, Mo Xiuchen frowned, and picked up the phone again. This time, Bai Xiaoxiao called.

"Xiao Xiao, she is sleeping, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Xiuchen answered the phone, speaking warmly.

He has always been indifferent to the opposite sex, and his gentleness to Bai Xiaoxiao is an exception. Of course, all this is just because she is a gentle friend.

"Ah, then I fell asleep."

Bai Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, but also a little disappointed. Obviously, she wanted to say something to Wen Ran.

"Something wrong?"

Mo Xiuchen groaned for a moment, then asked again.

"It's okay. When I wake up, let her call me back." Bai Xiaoxiao didn't tell Mo Xiuchen what was the matter, and hung up the phone.

Mo Xiuchen didn't care, put the phone back on the table, and stared at her warmly sleeping face intently. Before he knew it, his thoughts drifted away.

This morning, Gu Kai and Wen Jin went to the airport an hour earlier, and it was not that he deliberately ordered them. Last night, he remembered the wrong time for that call.

In the beginning, he wanted to book that flight, but then he was afraid that he got up too early and couldn't sleep enough, so he changed the flight one hour later.

However, he who has always had a good memory, how could he make such a low-level mistake.

His piercing eyebrows were lightly condensed, and there was a dullness in his deep eyes, and his thin lips were pressed tightly. He put his gentle hand under the quilt, got up, and went to the study.

As soon as he entered the study, Gu Yan's international long distance call came.

Mo Xiuchen sat in the chair behind the desk and let his body sink lazily. Between his eyebrows, he also dyed a little laziness, and his voice was low, "Dad!"

"Xiu Chen, have you returned to G city peacefully?"

Across the Pacific Ocean, Gu Yan’s voice came through the radio wave, with a slight distortion.

Mo Xiuchen pursed the corner of his mouth and replied calmly: "Dad, Ranran and I played in City A for a few days, and I came back to City G this morning."

"Oh, then, but are you here now?"

Gu Yan on the other end of the phone hesitated before asking again.

(End of this chapter)