Luo Xiao didn't think about it at all because it was so cold outside.

Mo Nanjue couldn't think so much, so he quickly went downstairs, and Mo Yaochen followed him with a cup of water, "Dad, are you going to take your mom out?"

"Um."

Mo Nanjue's footsteps did not stop. Tong Ran was in pain now. He could not explain to his son for the time being, nor could he delay, "Dadfast will come to accompany you."

"When will you come back?" Mo Yaochen didn't make a noise, but just followed quietly, his eyes filled with worry, "When will mom get better?"

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Mo Nanjue quickly walked to the garage. The man in black opened the car door. When the man stepped in, he turned around and said, "Don't let him catch a cold."

The man in black bent down and picked up Mo Yaochen, "Don't worry, Young Master, the eldest master is on the way back."

The water cup in Mo Yaochen's hand had turned from heat to cold, and he looked puzzled, "Why did my mother want to see my uncle?"

Mom obviously hates my uncle very much, doesn’t she?

“…”

With a gloomy look on Mo Nanjue's eyes, he sat in the driver's seat and let Tong Ran lean on his chest. The man stepped on the accelerator and drove out with a whistle.

...

Nearly forty minutes, the journey was cut in half by the man. Twenty minutes later, the royal blue sports car stopped beside the high-end apartment.

It started to rain slowly.

Mo Nanjue pushed open the car door, Tong Ran grabbed his collar with both hands, sweating all over her body. Her face was pale, and due to a headache, her eyebrows and temples were pounding.

Her hand holding her fist pressed against the man's heart. Tong Ran clenched a portion every time she felt ache. Mo Nanjue could feel her pain, and his heart seemed to be raised with the tip of a needle and placed on the fire torture.

He didn't want her to hurt for a minute or a second.

Mo Nanjue pursed his thin lips tightly. When he got out of the car, his arm muscles jumped, and the smell of blood rushed straight into his throat. The man pressed his pain down and felt uncomfortable. He hugged her with his arms tightly and walked towards the apartment.

As soon as I reached the stairs, the password door was suddenly pushed open.

Luo Xiao walked out in his shirt, his eyes swept over Mo Nanjue's face, and then fell on Tong Ran in his arms, "You are here so fast."

Mo Nanjue walked up to him and sneered when he heard this, "You will pass by here faster."

Luo Xiao didn't answer the conversation, Xiao Ran wanted to find him, why did he go to their home?

It must have been Mo Nanjue who sent it to him personally.

Tong Ran curled up hard, and heard the sound and had no strength to raise his sight. Luo Xiao took a few steps closer and reached out his hands at him, "Give it to me."

Mo Nanjue raised his eyelids lightly, and his eyes were filled with a deep and deep pain. He did not hesitate and entangle when she was in pain, so he reached out and handed Tong Ran to him.

Luo Xiao took his arm steadily, he looked down at the woman in his arms, Tong Ran's slightly opened eyes met his gaze, Luo Xiao spoke softly, "Xiao Ran, it's me."

Tong Ran's tense nerves were relaxed, and she had no strength to speak, and her head was tilted in front of his chest.

Mo Nanjue stood by without saying a word. He lowered his head slightly and clenched his hands into fists.

Luo Xiao hugged her and turned around and walked into the password door. His arm was suddenly pulled. Mo Nanjue raised his head, his black eyes fell on his face, his voice was a little blown away by the wind, and he was hoarse, "She feels very uncomfortable, don't hurt her at this time."
Chapter completed!