Exes want to get back with me every day

Chapter 15

"Hiss..." The people in the room couldn't help but gasped. Could it be that the third master's line is about to be cut off like this?
While everyone was in amazement, the mentality of the old lady and the old man of the Mo family was about to collapse.

Mo Yanbai is an old man, and the old lady Mo was born with a thick skin and huge risks.

Because Mo hated being white since he was a child, his body was not good, so he pampered him even more, holding his hands and raising him.

The expectations for this youngest son are also quite high, but they never thought that this vein would be cut off like this?

"No matter what, hang Abai's life for me. The descendants of my Mo family only die on the battlefield. How could they die on a hospital bed?"

"The wedding is postponed first, and we will no longer force you to pass on the heir, Abai, your mother and I can rest assured that you can live in peace and stability."

Mo Shaoyan frowned, comforted Ye Lan, and said worriedly.

"Ahem...all out...all around me like this...are you here to attend the funeral?"

The man on the bed slowly lifted the thick quilt, frowning slightly.

A pair of long and narrow eyes were full of impatience. Third Master Mo was in poor health and even worse in temper.

Seeing him getting angry at this moment, the young and old of the Mo family couldn't help but feel a little worried, they didn't want to be a thorn in his side at this moment.

"Abai, what are you talking about? With your mother here, you will surely live a long life. I will cure you even if I lose everything."

Ye Lan is the eldest daughter of the aristocratic family in the early years.

He has always been vigorous and resolute in his work, and has an amazing mother's family.

In the Mohist family, she is also the head wife, plus her husband dotes on her.

No one dared to lose her face, and her temper was notoriously difficult to mess with, but she seemed to have exhausted all her life's tenderness towards this son.

"Go out...don't disturb Ah Bai's peace."

Although the old lady is old, she has a dignified manner and a generous manner.

The voice is gentle but slightly majestic, and she is indeed a lady with everyone's charm.

"Yes."

The Mohist family has a big business, and there are many sidelines of the main house, and this wedding is held on a big scale.

There were also many people who came, Mo Yanbai was finally found, but the room was filled with spectators.

Now that he was driven away, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he left obediently.

What a joke.

Bai Ningxin also left. She came to the Mo family for three months, but she didn't have much contact with her nominal fiancé.

Even though his appearance can be called national beauty, she was slightly moved.

Piansheng Mo hated Baibai, was indifferent and sullen, which made her unable to get close.

In order to have someone to rely on in the Mo family, she put it on Mo Sijue, who is now in good condition in the Mo family.

The eldest son of the eldest son, with outstanding abilities...

Compared with this sick child who is about to die at any time, only by clinging to this "nephew" can her road be considered smooth.

"Ahem...ahem...you guys go out too...I'm tired..."

The man on the bed was very sick, his lips were pale, and his complexion was even more snow white without the slightest trace of blood.

With two dimples of worry and a delicate disease all over her body, she was the male version of Lin Daiyu in ancient times.

Even though she was ill, she was still stunningly beautiful and moved the capital.

"Well, Xiyan will stay and take care of Abai, and call us anytime if you need anything."

Knowing that Mo hated Bai Xijing, it was inconvenient for the old man and old lady of the Mo family to stay longer, so they ordered Wan Rong Xiyan to leave with the help of a cane.

"Yes, sir and madam."

Rong Xiyan nodded, watched the two leave, and then closed and locked the door of the ward.

Doubt flashed across his eyes, and he walked back to the bed with his long legs.

Looking at the man curled up on the snow-white hospital bed, he sat up again.

"She's too dirty..."

The man spoke slowly, his voice indifferent.

Compared with the woman I met by chance last night, the man's eyes were slightly moved, and the fundus of his eyes was deep black, slowly setting off deep waves.

　The lover's heart is hidden in the Xun, and the lover's skin flower drum rings.

　　The lover's face covers the cheek, and the lover's head is buried under the flower.

　　The body of a lover is an alchemy pill, and the bones of a lover are like arrows.

　　The meat of the lover is food when cooked, and the hair of the lover is like a reed.

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