Chapter 1807 Call Master An to come over

Tong Ran wiped her tears, picked up her son, and said, "Be good, mommy will take you to bed."

Mo Yaochen suddenly turned away, his voice choked with sobs, "Mom, I think I'm a little bit blaming my uncle... I used to dislike him because he always called me dwarf."

"..."

Tong Ran reached out to touch his face, but Mo Yaochen pushed away, "I am a man too, and I don't want you to see me crying!"

This kid...

Chenchen struggled to slide off her body. He turned his back to Tong Ran and wiped his eyes with his hands, then ran towards the villa.

Tong Ran looked at his small back and felt even more sour in his heart.

She came to the swing and sat down. She didn't know how long it had passed before a beeping sound suddenly came from the air. The helicopter slid through the night and landed slowly.

Tong Ran was excited, stood up and walked over, "Mo Nanjue!"

The helicopter stopped on the lawn.

Li Qin opened the cabin door, and Mo Beiyan stepped down first. He was seriously injured and his steps were a little shaky. Tong Ran quickly came to the cabin door. The man narrowed his eyes when he saw this, "Master Ran..."

Tong Ran looked over his shoulder and looked inside. She said urgently, "Where is Mo Nanjue? Didn't he come back with you?"

Mo Beiyan's eyes darkened slightly, but he still had a smile on his face, "He's back too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Nanjue happened to hold the hatch and walked down.

Tong Ran's heart suddenly relaxed, as if her whole body had been lowered from the sky. She walked to him and asked, "How are you? Are you injured?"

There was no expression on Mo Nan Juejun's face. He just opened his eyes, but Tong Ran couldn't see his eyes.

No eyes...

Tong Ran's heartache was indescribable. She held the man's hand and felt it was as cold as ice, "Mo Nanjue..."

"Let's go in first," Mo Beiyan patted him on the shoulder, "It's windy here, let's talk after we go in."

Mo Nanjue said nothing and walked towards the villa. Tong Ran held his arm and felt that his whole body was stiff.

There is no trace of temperature.

In the restaurant on the first floor, the servants have prepared the food, "Young mistress, do you need hot soup now?"

Tong Ran nodded, "Heat it up, heat up the dishes too."

Li Qin followed him in. Mo Beiyan looked back and said, "Call a family doctor first."

The servant standing nearby didn't know this, so he answered, "Master, do you need to call Master An to come over?"

"..."

Mo Beiyan's face darkened, and the servant shrank in fear, wondering if he had said something wrong.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became extremely gloomy...

Mo Nanjue suddenly turned around and walked up the stairs. Tong Ran hurriedly followed, "Would you like to eat something first?"

The man shook his head. He held the escalator and walked very slowly with each step. The weight seemed to crush the stairs. His soaked shirt clung to his upper body, outlining the curves of his chest muscles.

Mo Nanjue entered the master bedroom, closed the door, and walked towards the bed step by step...

The carpeted mahogany floor made a slight sound.

He bent down with difficulty and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The big bed was very soft. The man held the edge of the bed with both hands and hung his head slightly.

It must be colder in the sea than here...

It must be very lonely, he has been wandering, he knows.

There was a slight choking in Mo Nanjue's throat, and the grief that enveloped his whole body was indescribable. It wasn't that it didn't hurt, but he didn't know how to feel the pain.

There is a kind of feeling that is buried deep in my heart and never needs to be expressed. It transcends family affection and spans love...
Chapter completed!