Chapter 299

She stammered, "that... That, I have a son."

"Sunset, believe me, I will take good care of you and your son, as his own son to pain." Fang Ze said very seriously.

Single mother must be very hard, think of these, Fang Ze would like to take good care of her.

Lin Xiyan shook his head: "elder martial brother, I promise my son not to find a stepfather for him."

Fang Ze looked at him seriously and said firmly: "sunset, I will try my best to let your son accept me."

Lin Xiyan a mouthful of old blood spurt out, did not expect always mature elder martial brother should have such silly time.

Fortunately, Fang Ze, as usual, did not give her any psychological burden, which let Lin Xiyan slowly relax, thinking about this matter, find a suitable time and Fang Ze explain clearly.

After lunch, Lin Xiyan came to the classroom, and suddenly a small figure came up. Lin Xiyan said with a smile, "Xiaowu, have you finished your meal?"

Xiao Wu is already eight years old, but he is not very long because of his poor nutrition. He looks like a five-year-old.

Xiaowu shyly handed the flowers to Lin Xiyan: "sister, this is for you."

His sister is very kind to him and always leaves him some food. He doesn't know what to send to express his gratitude.

After the delivery, a pair of big eyes fixed on Lin Xiyan, afraid that she does not like the same.

Lin Xiyan took the flowers in his hand and opened his mouth with a smile: "Xiaowu, thank you. I like it very much."

during class in the afternoon, it suddenly rained heavily outside. These children lived far away. In order to let them go home, they left school in the afternoon.

Xiao Wu's home is about to cross a mountain. Lin Xiyan is worried about letting him go back alone. Seeing that the sky is still early, he greets the staff and sends him back in person.

The rain is very heavy, and the mountain road is particularly difficult to walk. As an adult, Lin Xiyan can't stand it, but Xiaowu has never been tired.

By the time Xiao Wu got home, it was already late.

Just as he was about to pick up the umbrella and drive back, the ground suddenly vibrated violently and split a crack in an instant.

A bad idea came to my mind. No, the earthquake.

With Xiaowu in one hand and grandma in the other, they ran outside. Suddenly, there was a huge crack on the ground, and then there was a loud bang on the forehead.

Finally, the house fell down, Lin Xiyan eyes a black, into the dark.

On the other side, Mo Zihang suddenly suffered from colic and turned on the TV subconsciously.

"Here's an urgent news. There was an 8-magnitude earthquake in city B. now the rescue team ····" Lin Xiyan is still there in city B. the next second, Mo Zihang's head sends a loud "bang ~".

Next, his mind was blank, and he even lost his ability to think.

The earthquake situation was still broadcast on the TV screen: "public welfare organizations in city a are also in city B. now we can't get in touch with them. It's reported that among the team are the film emperors Fang Ze, Lin Xiyan, ran Ying and so on."

Mo Zihang came back to God, and she was swallowed up by a great sense of terror.

Suddenly stood up, took out the mobile phone and dialed the phone: "give me all the manpower, as well as the helicopter, go to B city to find me someone."

As long as you think that Lin Xiyan's life and death are uncertain, Mo Zihang is extremely miserable, as if suffering in the fire.

The car drove faster and faster, at this time, the mobile phone rang: "Zihang, don't worry, Qiyang and Huangbin also let people rush past, you go together."

Mo Zimo knew about the younger brother. After getting the news, he must be in a mess and went to B city.

B city 8 magnitude earthquake, in the face of natural disasters such as earthquakes, anything can happen, nothing is the best, if anything happens, Mo Zihang will certainly go mad.

What happens then, Qiyang can hold Mo Zihang, Huang Bin is a doctor, if Xiyan is injured, he can be treated in time.

"I see." Mo Zihang's hands shaking with the steering wheel.

Mo's old house, seven treasures into Mo Zi Mo's arms, choked: "aunt, my mother will be OK, right?"

Don't know how to hold his mouth tightly and not know what disaster will happen.

"No, mummy will be OK. This afternoon she promised me to come back and cook delicious food for me. Mummy will come back." As she said this, her tears continued to fall.

Mo Zimo was deeply distressed and wanted to wipe his tears, but the more he wiped, the more.

Finally, he looked at Qibao firmly and said, "seven treasures, don't worry, your father will bring Mommy back."

A few hours later, Mo Zihang and his party came to city B, and Ling and his party had been waiting here.

Mo Zihang, with a cold face, stepped on the bus quickly. Lin Xiyan had a location in his mobile phone. However, due to the earthquake, the magnetic field was affected, so it was impossible to locate.

It's still raining heavily in city B. There's no trace of stopping.On rainy days, it was more and more difficult to drive on the mountain road. Several times, the car skidded and almost rolled down the cliff.

This group of people are after professional training, physical and mental quality is excellent, this did not happen.

In the middle of driving, the intersection ahead was stopped, and several figures could be seen.

Immediately someone got out of the car and after learning about the situation, he ran to Mo Zihang and said respectfully: "Mr. Mo, there is a rescue team ahead. Because of the rainstorm, the landslide ahead has blocked the road, and the road is being repaired urgently."

Mo Zihang and Qiyang got off the bus, and immediately someone put up an umbrella for them, but in the fierce storm, it was useless.

When he came to the temporary tent, Mo Zihang was soaked through.

The person in charge of the rescue team rushed up: "general manager Mo, hello."

This rescue team is mainly for the rescue team of public welfare activities. After five hours, the rescue situation is getting slower and worse.

The person in charge knew that two artists in the public welfare activities were contracted artists of Mo's entertainment, but he didn't expect that Mo Zihang, who was in charge of public welfare activities, would personally come to the disaster area for the sake of artists.

Mo Zihang's voice was frightfully cold: "what's the situation? How long will it take to get through?"

The person in charge was shocked and said: "the situation is very bad. The rainstorm has been going on for more than ten hours. It may collapse at any time. It's really dangerous here. Considering the safety of personnel, our rescue team is preparing to leave. Mr. Mo, for your safety, I suggest you go back first ··· "

before you finish your words, you are interrupted by Mo Zihang's coldness and shot a sharp look at him:" leave your things and get out with your people! "

The person in charge didn't want to open his mouth, but when he thought of the command from the top, he could only say: "Mr. Mo, there is an order from the top, you can't ····"

Mo Zihang roared at him and said, "get out!"

After leaving this sentence, he went to repair the road with his gloomy face and his party.

Qiyang took out his mobile phone, dialed a phone and handed it to the person in charge.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, the person in charge nodded repeatedly. After hanging up the phone, he immediately took his party to rush to repair the road.