Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

That's what they said. She heard the conversation.

Wan Zhutun glanced blamelessly at Mushao, and Mushao was trying to be cynical to him for not giving him face because of the warmth of the season. After being stared at by Wan Zhu, he endured it. Finally, he put a heavy pat on the cup of tea in his hand. "Whatever you want. ”

Married such an incompetent husband, really angry, Wanzhu hurried to hold Ji warm's hand: “Warm, the scenery has become more and more stable lately, we are in the hospital these few days, as long as you can enter the ward, I will let you in first, I know you miss him very much, want to be with him for a while, I know all this, don't be sad, child. ”

After that, Wanzhu dragged Ji warm back to the room and sat beside the bed and held her hand. He said: "Actually, his father didn't have much of an opinion of you, but he loved the scripture too much and could only be classified as preconceived. At the time, the marriage and parenting contract between Shenzhen and the Su family was just an equity plan. Moreover, the scripture was not studying in the United States that year. That's why there was something about Su Zhilan. In other words, the scripture was cultivated in his heart according to the standards of the daughter-in-law and children of the Mo family. His relationship with the Anjia has always been very good. The scripture is also that he watched the birth and grew up. This emotion is not quite the same. ”

“After all, he has his own thoughts. He spends more time in Haicheng. In the years of the United States, he has rarely been close to his family. He has had few dealings with his family, and he has only met with Anshen a few times. ”

“As you know after that, Jing Shen's attitude is also very clear to you, so don't let these stubborn ideas of Jing Shen's father affect your mood. He will not do anything to really force his son to divorce. He is just unwilling and always wants to see if he can get together, but as long as you and Jing Shen continue to get better, he will give up. ”

Seasonal warmth smiled.

Perhaps because she grew up with Ji Hing since she was a child, she never knew what it was like to have a good mother.

But now she understands.

The occasional warm and affectionate side of someone as cold as Mo Jingdeep must have inherited the good temper of Wanzhu.

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However, in order to prevent this from happening again, Seasonal Warm moved back to the hospital.

Ink has been sleepless for a long time, and the season is warm without idleness.

She is trying to avenge herself for her children, for Mo Jing, and for herself.

Haicheng Mulch Studios brings good news every day, with over 200 million in profits in their studios over the past few months, and Season Warm just had a quiet video conference with computers and studios, and stayed in Los Angeles.

Grandpa Mo didn't know about Mo Jing Deep and Seasonal Warm yet, but because they had been missing for a long time, they had not returned to Haicheng, and had not even heard Mo Jing Deep's voice for a long time. After learning that they were in Los Angeles, they had to fly to Los Angeles several times to see them, but they were all persuaded by Seasonal Warm.

Until Ji Hongwen suddenly fell ill and was sent to the hospital overnight, the season warmed his eyes and his heart was cool.

The idea that Seasonal Warm had been so determined to stay in Los Angeles and stay deep in the Ink Landscape finally got a little shaky.

In previous life, she was not able to accompany him in the last hours of Ji Hong Wen. Even now, even though Ji Hong Wen's illness is caused only by excessive fatigue, it is not fatal, but in case of everything, Ji Hong Wen cannot go gambling.

Seasonal dreams are still missing, there is no news, Shen Herew is no longer at Seasonal Home, there is only Seasonal Hiroshi alone in the whole family, if not for the servants found to arrive in the hospital in time, it is not necessarily the result.

It turns out that there are too many unknowns at any stage of a person's life, and many things change at the same time as they pay.

On the phone, Ji's servant said: "Seasonal director is now in the hospital, his life is temporarily not in danger, but he has to observe that he may be hospitalized for a long time. ”

“Are you going back?” Qin Shiting asked her.

Seasonal warmth doesn't know.

After spending so many days in the hospital, she still couldn't find the opportunity to enter the ward, and even waited for the only chance to visit the ward, Banju and Mosho were both there. They were Mo Jingshen's parents, and she didn't rob the spot with them, even though Wanju wanted her to go in to accompany Mo Jingshen, Ji Wen insisted on letting them in.

After that, it will be difficult to wait for this spot.

Sterile wards are rarely open at all, and I'm afraid there won't be two open access opportunities for so long if they weren't for Ink's deeper physique than many others.

Once again, Ji Wen received a call from the Ji family. The maid said that Ji Hingwen had recently lost a lot of weight and had been unable to eat for two days. He could throw up as much as he wanted. Although the doctor said that his life was not in danger, this was not the way to go. They were worried that the Seasonal Board could not hold on.

After nearly two months of deep sleep in Mojing, Seasonal Warm finally nodded, silently packing up and preparing to fly back to Haicheng.

Before she left, she did not text Mo Jing deeply.

The texts she sent in the last few decades do not know when he will be able to see them.

Feng Ling accompanied her to the airport.

In the airport lobby, people came and went, and Ji Wen remembered that he was always anxious when he flew away from Haicheng with Feng Ling to Cambodia.

Now, stand here and fly back to Sea City.

Some of her feelings are no longer alarming.

It's like a floating ping who loses gravity, floats all over the sky, can't find an end point, can't find a place to stay.

At the very least, she knew that Mo Jingshen was in Cambodia and went to Cambodia to look for him, but she did succeed in finding him.

But where is he now?

After having slept so long, whether or not he had her in his dreams, where he had been in his dreams, she didn't know, she couldn't find her.

Feng Ling went to buy her water and Seawarm lined up for her boarding pass. She only took one of the simplest small silver suitcases. She wasn't ready to stay in Haicheng for long. She was going to wait for Seasonal Hiromi's health to get better before flying back to Los Angeles, so she didn't bring much.

As the International Security Zone approached the security check, Feng Ling's phone, rushing back with the mineral water he had just bought, suddenly rang.

After Feng Ling picked up the phone and heard what the other person had said, his eyes changed and he turned to look at the warmth of the season. There was a hidden glow in his eyes.

Season Warm held her boarding pass and passport and looked at her: “What's wrong? ”

“Mr. Moore is awake! ”