Chapter 377

"A few days ago, you deleted the call records of the previous days?"

The Secretary obviously didn't expect that Mohan would ask. She frowned and replied in a trembling voice, "no No

"No? Is there no one to call or delete? You know, I hate people to lie. If you want to work in Morse, you'd better tell the truth. " Mohan's voice is so cold that people just shudder when they listen to it.

"It's manager Mu who deleted it. She said it's the ad call that keeps me from telling you."

"Do you think there will be advertising calls on my mobile phone?" Mo Han yelled angrily and hung up.

Mrs. Mo took his arm, "it's OK. The child has a high fever. It's good for your health. Don't worry. Besides, even if you go, it can't help you. You..."

"Bang" the sound of the bowl landing.

"Is that what you should say as a grandmother? A few months old child has a high fever for several days. Adults can't stand it. Don't mention the child. When you were a child, Mo Han had a fever. You forgot it. He was burning so much nonsense that you fainted. Did you forget it? Why did you get to Sun Tzu? I take it for granted. "

Finish saying, turn round to look at Mo Han, "take the baby sitter, let the driver come to pick us up."

"Ma, are you going too?" Mrs. Mo got up and said in surprise.

"If you don't, your son will be a bachelor."

"Mom, you're kidding. Don't be a bachelor. No man can get a wife in this world."

Old lady Mo glared at her and nodded on her forehead, "you, you, do things from a different angle. There are many daughters in law. Good daughters in law can be met or not."

Mrs. Mo picked an eyebrow and took her mother's arm. "Mom, look at Muqiao's mother. What she said is so hard to hear. It's like what our family has done to her daughter. Such a person can teach her any good daughter. I just see that muying is more comfortable than her. At least she's from a family, not like these ordinary citizens..."

"Grandma, let's go. Here comes the car. "Mo Han couldn't listen to his mother's words and interrupted.

In the car,

"it's Miss Mu who did it." After getting on the bus, the old lady asked, but in a positive tone.

Mo Han made a sound.

"It's really more and more outrageous, Mohan. If you continue to indulge in this way, grandma won't stand by when something happens next time. Besides, today I put my words here. You and Mu Ying, I don't care what kind of feelings you have for her. We don't want such a granddaughter-in-law."

"Grandma."

"You know your grandfather listens to me. Your mother, she's alone. Even if you don't like Xiao Qiao and get divorced, Mo's granddaughter-in-law can't be Mu Ying. You'd better let her stop thinking and owe her kindness as soon as possible. Besides marriage, Mo's family can give it to her."

With that, Mrs. Mo closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Somehow, Mo Han was relieved.

When they arrived at the place where they were hospitalized, in the ward, Muqiao sat beside the bed and stroked Mo Xiaoyou's forehead with her hand. She didn't see her for a few days. Her face was yellow and her bags under her eyes were obvious. She was haggard.

Push the door open.

Muqiao raised her eyes and saw Mo Han and old lady mo. she didn't speak, but looked at Mo Xiaoyou again.

A few days of high fever made her ruddy face thin. When Mrs. Mo saw it, she wiped her tears with heartache. "Xiao Qiao, it's hard for you these days."

Muqiao wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh. After several days of sleeplessness, she lost her strength.

"Young lady, you go to have a rest. I'll watch you. Don't worry. I'll do my best." It's the babysitter.

Muqiao nodded, stood up, and then fainted.

When he woke up again, it was the next day, but he found that he was at Mo's home.

"Little worry." She sat up reflexively.

"She's in her room, and when the fever's gone, she's back." It's Mohan who talks.

Muqiao found that Mohan was sitting in the window of her room looking at some documents, which made her feel embarrassed.

Lift the quilt, she got up and went to Mo Xiaoyou's room. Her aunt was teasing her, and she was giggling. She was finally relieved.

I went back to my room, picked up my cell phone and called my mother.

"Mom, the fever is gone."

"That's good, that's good. You should pay attention to your body. The child is so small that when you are in good health, you will have the energy to take care of her."

Muqiao went to the living room and said, "Mom, did you call Mohan's family?"

"It was your mother-in-law who called yesterday, so I said casually, Joel, if you want a divorce, just leave. Your father, when you decide, mom will talk to him slowly."

"Ma..."

"You are also a little bit brought up by your mother's worries. You are a piece of meat on her body. She can't bear to give up her own treasure to others."

Joe choked."Well, your father came back, I hung up, something to call, homesick, come back."

"Well."

After hanging up the phone, Muqiao sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Go to the anteroom for dinner." Mohan's voice came suddenly.

Muqiao was stunned. She didn't know when he would come and whether he heard anything, but she didn't care.

There is no emotion between them. One thing after another, it makes Muqiao's heart sink to the bottom. Now she is waiting for the time to come, and then she gets divorced. From then on, the bridge returns to the bridge and the road returns to the road.

He got up and went to the front hall. When Mo Han was halfway there, he answered the phone and said he would not eat. He went to the company first.

At the dinner table, she still habitually gives her grandmother vegetables, her grandfather scoops soup, and her mother-in-law picks vegetables. Everything seems to be calm.

However, her quiet, but let you sit in the heart of each thinking.

"Muqiao, what's the matter with you in the future? Don't be busy. You can't get through to him. You call home. Look at what you've done. Your mother's family complains that our family is very bad to you. Tell me what's in your heart. When did you treat you badly when you married to our family? It's delicious, good to drink, and..."

"Say less." Mr. Mo's voice is rare.

Mrs. Mo glared at Muqiao, "Dad, am I wrong? What did her mother say yesterday? It's not like we made her suffer a great injustice. The child has a fever and can't get through to Mohan. Can't we call home? It's the one who has to die. "

Muqiao swallowed the food in her mouth. She stood up slowly and opened her mouth. Everyone thought she would retort.

However, unexpectedly, she didn't say anything, just turned around, nodded to Mr. and Mrs. Mo, and went out of the restaurant.

What is sorrow more than death? She's doing the best interpretation.

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