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Without waiting for Han Yong to reply, Mo Xiaoxiao rushed out of the kitchen. The air in the kitchen gave off a suffocating feeling. She … she was afraid.

She stood at the top of the stairs, breathing heavily. Only then did she realize that she was in a trance.

Pour the water out, take it out and place it on top of the water heater. Han Yong looked at the shocked expression in Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes. His heart ached, but he couldn't say anything. He didn't know what exactly happened that night.

Moreover, Xiao Meng Han seemed to have completely changed. It could be seen that Xiao Meng Han had also considered the possibility of Mo Xiao Ran coming back here.

Based on Han Yong's understanding of Xiao Meng Han, this was the first time he was willing to put so much effort and effort into helping a woman.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the dazed Han Yong. Could it be that his mind could be infected, or this place was unorthodox?

Ye Zichen looked around subconsciously, he couldn't tell what was being said.

Han Yong smiled and spoke warmly to Mo Xiaoxiao, "Do you still remember what I told you in the hospital?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes. In the next second, she remembered something. She widened her eyes. Could it be, that Xiao Menghan's current situation was because of his previous mistreatment?

Han Yong nodded his head in disobedience. No matter how long the scam that he had already started could last, he had to maintain it.

Ye Mo looked at the stairs, his eyes full of sympathy.

Xiao Meng Han looked at the high and mighty scene in front of her. The truth was very pitiful. This was probably the reason why he wasn't willing to accept the interview.

"Did my interview excite him? Or bring him some trouble? " Silent Dye's index finger poked at the table. If that was the case, she would have committed a great sin.

The shadow of her childhood was a nightmare that could easily haunt a lifetime, and she had personally picked out the scar on his wound.

Han Yong shook his head and sighed. He could only say one sentence, "You are a kind and good girl."

Mo Xiaoxiao did not say anything, but Xiao Meng Han, who was barely standing on the stairs, was drenched in sweat.

He lowered his head to look at his waist full of silver hair. His skin was almost transparent. Both his hands were tightly clenched into fists. Was he going to live his life in such a miserable manner?

With a loud thud, Xiao Meng Han's legs couldn't support his body as he tumbled down the stairs. The red plum blossom splashed all the way down to the floor, dyeing her silver hair red.

"Meng Han?"

"Xiao Meng Han?"

Han Yong carried Xiao Meng Han back to his bedroom. He was puzzled as to why Xiao Meng Han wasn't sent to the hospital. When he remembered her identity and what happened to him when he was young, he was afraid that she wasn't suitable to go to the hospital for treatment.

"Let me make a call. Can you take care of him here?" Han Yong couldn't delay any longer as he needed to get in touch with the people abroad.

If this continued, Han Yong couldn't guarantee what the next day would be like for Xiao Menghan.

Within the bedroom, Xiao Xi held a towel and lightly poked the sweat on Xiao Meng Han's forehead, his body temperature was still terrifyingly hot.

He had the air of a fairy. His silver hair shone with a soft and smooth luster under the light, but just looking at his weak face made one's heart ache.

As expected, the eyes of the silent Xiao Yan met with a pair of pitch-black eyes. She did not know when Xiao Meng Han had woken up, but he was looking at her without blinking.

"Scared you? My hair. " The hoarse voice had a low magnetism, as if it was a whisper that came from a few worlds that had passed by.

Xiao Meng Han's Qi was still very shallow, as if it would dissipate with the night wind at any moment.

"No, no." Although Mo Xiaoxiao was curious as to why Xiao Meng Han would have white hair all night long, she didn't want to bring it up at this time.

She jokingly grabbed a strand of her hair. "Many people don't want a hairstyle like yours. It's bleached out to the point that I want to dye it."

His hair was tied carelessly behind his head, so she didn't have much time to take care of it.

Xuan Peng had originally wanted to cut his hair short, but he refused. He said that a woman's hair was left for men. With that soft and silky hair in his hand, not only his fingers were entwined, but also her heart.

Silent Xiao Ran had long hair and her fingers were entwined. As for his person and his heart, where were they?

With a sigh, he came to his senses and realized that her hair wasn't wrapped around her fingers, but rather around another slender, artist-like finger. The finger was burning hot as it passed through her hair and covered her entire body.

The air suddenly became still, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Mo Xiaoxiao could feel a scorching aura approaching her, bringing with it the powerful aura of a man. She?

"I, I'll go take a look at the water." Jing Xiaoxiao stood up in a hurry, but she did not expect that because of her fast speed, her hair was tugging at Xiao Meng Han's fingers, and she could not care about the pain in her scalp, so she ran out.

In the bedroom, Xiao Meng Han's gaze fell on the tip of his index finger and did not speak for a long time. Only his heart knew that the feeling of being entangled was really good.

Downstairs, Mo Xiaoxiao calmed her mood. In her heart, she told herself countless times that she shouldn't treat sympathy as love and let others misunderstand.

Moreover, since he was able to confirm that nothing had happened between him and Xiao Meng Han, he could only look at her in a very magnanimous manner.

That night, Han Yong was on guard beside Xiao Menghan's bed. However, the person who guarded it until the next day was a person named Mo Liuyun. Thus, Han Yong fell asleep after midnight.

Mo Xiaoxiao continued to feed and drink water to and wipe the sweat off Xiao Menghan's forehead. She helped him put away his scattered hair and took advantage of the time when Xiao Menghan was sleeping to secretly comb his hair into a ponytail.

Seeing that piece of braid, Jing Xiaoxiao giggled. However, she was afraid to wake the two men up, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hands.

Han Yong was tired. He had spent the entire day tormenting himself and driving. In addition, he had slept in the living room the night before. Right now, he was in a deep slumber, so much so that he didn't even know he was drooling from the corner of his mouth.

Compared to Xiao Meng Han, who was sleeping like a child, he was a bit helpless. His large hand was relying on her to grab the corner of her clothes. He didn't dare to grab her hand for fear of scalding her.

Xiao Zhenhai never gave up on paying attention to his only grandson. When he heard from his subordinate that Han Yong had rushed to Xiao Menghan's villa at night and had stayed with a girl for an entire night, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

All these years, this was the first time someone had spent the night in that villa. Xiao Zhenhai did not dare to imagine whether it was good or bad for him.

"Dad, good morning." Xiao Yuelin paid his respects to the Xiao family's old patriarch early in the morning, but what he saw was Xiao Zhenhai's heavy expression. Xiao Yuelin had seen this expression before on Xiao Zhenhai's face when Meng Han was in trouble.

Xiao Zhenhai looked at his son, his expression becoming more and more serious. Through the face in front of him, he could see Xiao Menghan's young and outstanding face.

Xiao Zhenhai let out a long breath and made a difficult decision in his life: "Yue Lin, bring your gun and come with me."

Gun? Xiao Yuelin's heart skipped a beat. He opened his mouth and saw Xiao Zhenhai waving at him before turning around to give Xiao Yuelin a tough back.

"Dad."

"Still not going?"

Just as Yang Ziying came out of her bedroom, she saw Xiao Yuelin carrying her gun and walking hurriedly towards the study, then Xiao Zhenhai walked out.

The father and son pair walked out the door one after the other. For some reason, Yang Ziying had a bad feeling about this. This was the first time she saw her father-in-law and her husband leave so early in the morning.