belated marriage

Chapter 130 Not Hungry
Zheng Chuyue didn't seem to notice Mo Tingyuan's reaction, she smiled and said, "Tingyuan, try it."

Mo Tingyuan didn't move, he glanced at the chicken soup lightly, and said two words in a hoarse voice: "I'm not hungry."

"Tingyuan..." Zheng Chuyue whispered, "Your face was covered with blood when I pulled you out of the car. I was really afraid that something would happen to you...so I cooked some chicken soup to supplement your nutrition."

Zheng Chuyue's voice was choked with sobs, and the appearance of she was about to cry made people feel sympathetic.

But whoever changes someone is afraid that his heart has already begun to be moved.

But Mo Tingyuan's heart was not disturbed at all.

Because he knew what Zheng Chuyue was thinking.

He only cares about one thing now.

That is Lin Chuqi.

"Lin Chuqi, she..." Mo Tingyuan suddenly mentioned the name.

Zheng Chuyue's pupils shrank violently, and she clenched her fingers tightly, trying to maintain her composure, pretending to be casual and asking, "Lin Chuqi? What's wrong with her?"

The man's eyes darkened, even if he asked Zheng Chuyue, she would definitely not be honest.

Maybe they will continue to embarrass Lin Chuqi.

Forget it, let's wait for him to leave the hospital and go find Lin Chuqi in person.

Everything before is vivid.

Lin Chuqi... I can't understand you more and more.

"It's nothing." Mo Tingyuan said, and changed the subject: "Since I'm fine, you can go first, you can go home early and rest."

Zheng Chuyue said with a smile: "It's okay Ting Yuan, I am tired of taking care of you here in my clothes, but I do it voluntarily."

"Thank you Chu Yue, let's go, I want to stay quietly for a while."

Mo Tingyuan didn't expose Zheng Chuyue, because he thought it was meaningless.

Zheng Chuyue's face froze for a moment, she said so, why did Ting Yuan still want to drive her away?

She returned to normal immediately, she smiled and said: "You are all injured, how can I leave you and leave? I'd better stay with you."

Mo Tingyuan frowned and was about to say something when the door of the ward was opened.

It's Mo Rufeng.

Mo Rufeng interrupted what Mo Tingyuan wanted to say.

"Chu Yue, you're tired too, go back and rest first, it's fine if I stay here with Ting Yuan." Mo Rufeng said lightly.

The eyes were speaking to Mo Tingyuan who was on the hospital bed.

Zheng Chuyue lowered her eyes, concealing the jealousy in her eyes, and forced a smile: "Then I'll go back first, uncle, please, I'll come see him tomorrow."

After watching Zheng Chuyue leave, Mo Rufeng turned his head to look at Mo Tingyuan who was on the hospital bed, was silent for a moment, sighed, and said, "You..."

Mo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "What?"

"I know you have thoughts about Lin Chuqi, but I don't want you to be with Lin Chuqi." Mo Rufeng said in a serious voice, obviously irresistible.

Mo Tingyuan was stunned, he raised his eyes to look at Mo Rufeng, and sneered: "Heh!"

"Ting Yuan!" Mo Rufeng frowned.

Mo Tingyuan said lightly: "I see, you go back first."

Mo Rufeng took a deep look at Mo Tingyuan, turned and left. When he reached the door, he paused, turned around and looked at Mo Tingyuan, and said, "Ting Yuan, no matter what your feelings for Lin Chuqi are, I will I hope you don't forget how Yanyan died."

Moting was far from speaking.

After Mo Rufeng left, the ward fell into an eerie silence. Mo Ting leaned far away on the bed, staring at the chandelier above his head in a daze.

Yan Yan?

Mo Tingyuan closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, suppressed the soreness in his eyes, and a pure and energetic face appeared in his mind.

Yan Yan...

his sister...

The scene from a few years ago appeared in Mo Tingyuan's mind.

Yanyan is dead.

A few years ago, Mo Yanyan disappeared and was kidnapped. The Mo family spent a lot of money looking for Mo Yanyan for several days, and finally found the missing Mo Yanyan, but they did not expect that she had been disfigured, her whole body was injured, and she was dying .

When he rushed over, Mo Yanyan was already dying.

Mo Tingyuan hugged Mo Yanyan, he didn't want to believe it was true, he didn't want to believe that his sister died like this, but Mo Yanyan was indeed not breathing.

After Mo Yanyan's death, Mo Tingyuan used the power of the Mo family to investigate for a long time, but he couldn't find the mastermind behind the scenes. The only few clues pointed to Lin Chuqi.

Mo Tingyuan came back to his senses from the memories. He lowered his eyelashes to cover the complicated emotions in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a mocking arc.

The next day.

"Sister, you're awake."

Seeing Lin Chuqi woke up, Song Qianyu hurriedly approached her and asked her about her physical condition with concern.

Lin Chuqi stared at Song Qianyu in a daze for a long while, and then recalled what happened before she fell into a coma. She quickly sat up and said in a hurry, "Where is Mo Tingyuan?"

"He was out of danger last night. He just had an examination this morning, and the doctor said he was fine."

"That's good."

Lin Chuqi breathed a sigh of relief, she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but she grinned suddenly in pain.

"Sister, be careful!" Song Qianyu quickly supported her and asked worriedly.

Lin Chuqi shook her head, she tried to bend down to get out of bed, but almost fell down because of the severe pain from her leg.

"What's wrong with my leg?" She moved her foot tentatively, and it really hurt.

"hiss--"

Lin Chuqi gasped in pain, Song Qianyu looked at her pale face, and asked distressedly: "Sister, do you need a doctor to look at your leg?"

Hearing this, Lin Chuqi pursed her lips and walked outside.

"It's okay, I'll go see Mo Tingyuan."

Song Qianyu frowned. He wanted to stop Lin Chuqi, but in the end he didn't stop him. He knew Lin Chuqi's thoughts on Mo Tingyuan and Lin Chuqi's stubborn temper, so he didn't say much.

Lin Chuqi walked to the door of Mo Tingyuan's ward, stretched out her hand and was about to knock on the door, but she heard a vague conversation coming from inside, and her movements stopped.

"Ting Yuan, do you still like Lin Chuqi?"

Zheng Chuyue's voice reached Lin Chuqi's ears through the half-closed door.

"..."

Zheng Chuyue's voice reached Lin Chuqi's ears through the half-closed door.

"..."

Lin Chuqi clenched her fists and stood outside the door without opening it, her eyes were lonely and desperate. .
Mo Tingyuan's voice was low and calm: "I have no feelings for her for a long time."

Hearing this, Lin Chuqi's back froze and her eyes turned red.

"But she..." Zheng Chuyue hesitated, "She is your ex-wife after all."

Lin Chuqi clenched her lips tightly, her heart felt as if being pricked by a needle, dense pain spread from all limbs and bones all over her body, making her breathless.

"Okay, this matter is over." Mo Tingyuan's voice was a little bit cold.

Zheng Chuyue kept silent, and after a while, Mo Tingyuan said in a hoarse voice: "Chuyue, we are already engaged."

(End of this chapter)