My iceberg smiled

Chapter 909 I Brought Uncle Han
Han Qianxiao felt that it was difficult to explain the lint all over the floor.

She was just about to say that she didn't tear it open on purpose, when Fang Ci came.

Han Mochen who heard the doorbell rang said: "Xiaoxiao, I'll get you a pillow later, I'll go and open the door first."

Han Qianxiao: "..." She really doesn't need a pillow.

Outside.

The two muttered quietly.

"Xiaoci, this is not good..." Han Ruojiang who was forced to sit in a wheelchair raised his head and said.

"The truth has come to light, Uncle Han, I also told you what happened just now. It was all done by that disgusting cousin of yours. What else is there to pretend about? You are right, you can be justified in the face of Mo Chen .” Fang Ci persuaded.

"I'm afraid that Chen'er will have a grudge in his heart, and he won't be able to accept it for a while. What if he knows the truth and still refuses to recognize me as a father? Why should I come here to make fun of myself and ruin his mood? It's not appropriate." Han Ruojiang said in embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter, Uncle Han, what am I doing all this for? Isn't it just for today's moment? If you still shrink back at this stall, all my painstaking efforts will be in vain."

Fang Ci is right, he has worked so hard to collect information and evidence back then, just to overturn the case, to let his brother know that his father did not commit the serious crime back then, and to let the other party know that his mother was not guilty of the crime. Father died.

He has worked hard for so long, and his greatest wish is to hope that the father and son can resolve the misunderstanding and restore the relationship.

But Fang Ci said so, but he was still a little uncertain.

Because he couldn't figure out Han Mochen's temperament, he didn't know if bringing Uncle Han here this time would touch Han Mochen's minefield.

So he also prepared a hand.The bitter trick continued.

He prepared a wheelchair for Han Ruojiang, who was already in good health, and put on a hat and a mask for him, making him look miserable.

Han Mochen's heart is actually soft-hearted, and Fang Ci will see if he can play around with the atmosphere later.

The door is opened.

Fang Ci immediately began to manage his own expressions.

Suddenly, he yelled seriously: "Mo Chen, I brought Uncle Han here."

Han Mo Chen's brows were furrowed almost indistinctly, his eyes first glanced at the wheelchair, and then returned to Fang Ci's face.

"That's why you agreed to come over so readily?"

Fang Ci explained: "It's not exactly... Mo Chen, the events of the year have been found out, and the evidence is conclusive. Are you... willing to listen to me?"

This day has finally come.

Han Mochen tried his best to escape, but he couldn't escape.

He felt that what he heard next might make it even more difficult for him to face Han Ruojiang in the future.

They were all investigating the case back then, in fact...including himself.

The closer he was to the truth, the more he dared not touch it.

He already realized that he might be wrong and misunderstood the other party, but he just couldn't speak.

Seeing the middle-aged man who was too old by now appearing in front of him in a wheelchair, he didn't know what kind of emotion he should be feeling.

sad?Distressed?hate him?Still hate yourself?

It seems to be gone, and it seems to have a little bit.

Not sure what the reason was, Han Mochen actually didn't care about this matter at all.

"Mo Chen, can I bring Uncle Han in? He's not in good health, so..."

"Come in." In the end, Han Mochen let go.

After speaking, he turned around, but the aura on his body became even more indifferent.

(End of this chapter)