Loli fierce and cute: BOSS, stand against the wall!

Chapter 810 My Parents Wouldn't Let Me Date A Disabled Person

In the afternoon of the next day, Mo Zhiqian went to see the old friend. He said that the old friend and the two had only been friends for more than ten years. They met when Mo Zhiqian accompanied his wife to hold an art exhibition abroad.

At that time, this friend's wife took a fancy to a beautiful oil painting by Zeng Li, so she found Zeng Li through her relationship, and Hua Gaojin asked her to draw a beautiful portrait for herself, and Zeng Li painted for this friend's wife Portraits are not paid for...

At that time, Zeng Li already had three children. The wife had a daughter who was four years younger than Zeng Li's son, Mo Yiru.

At that time, Mo Zhiqian didn't care too much. In this developed era, baby kissing was just a verbal agreement between two women. Until this year's Chinese New Year, that friend called him and said that his daughter was over [-] and could consider it. It's about the engagement...

In business, the most important thing is honesty, that's why Mo Zhiqian kept urging his son, Mo Yiru, to meet his friend's daughter, but Mo Yiru kept refusing it, so Mo Zhiqian had no choice but to come forward in person, intending to explain to that friend.

Mo Yiru didn't want to recognize this marriage, and Uncle Xia Zhong's daughter also had the same attitude. She grew up in the United States and was educated in the West. She didn't approve of baby kissing, but Uncle Xia Zhong seemed to like Mo Yi very much. Ru, made an agreement with Mo Zhiqian that he will arrange for his daughter to meet Mo Yiru once, and if the two of them have no feelings for each other, then the marriage will be dissolved.

That night, Mo Yinuan went back to City T with his father, and as soon as he got off the plane, his phone started to ding-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-t-d-a

Nuan, are you home yet? Why didn't you reply to my message?

Nuan, are you still angry? I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well.

……

Nuan, you are flustered if you don't reply to my message, is it because uncle objects to you being with me again?

Nuan, please reply, please, my heart is empty when you are not around.

……

After reading all the messages from Du Yuhang, Mo Yinuan put away his phone. His father was right, so don't forgive him easily. Although his mother was responsible for the hospitalization this time, he couldn't get away with it.

If he hadn't changed women frequently before, his mother wouldn't have regarded herself as those messy women outside.

After all, it was all his fault.

When he walked into the house with his father, his mother, Zeng Li, was already waiting in the hall. Seeing the father and daughter entering the hall, Zeng Li hurriedly got up and walked over, holding the woman's hands, looked up and down, and then cared. Ask, "Yi Nuan, why are you so careless? Do you know how worried your father was when your mother was admitted to the hospital!"

"Mom, I'm sorry to make you worry." Mo Yinuan apologized obediently to his mother, "I'm fine, but I accidentally fell and suffered a slight concussion. I blame Yuhang for sending me to the hospital. Dad is worried."

"It's fine..." Zeng Li murmured, stroking his daughter's long hair, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

"Well, Mom, you and Dad also go to bed earlier."

After taking a shower, Mo Yinuan leaned on the bed with his mobile phone, read the message sent by Du Yuhang again, and finally couldn't hold back, and edited a message.

My dad said he wouldn't hand me over to a man who couldn't protect me,
After carefully reading the edited message, Mo Yinuan pressed send, and while waiting for Du Yuhang to reply to the message, he thought about it and edited another one:
I'm also rethinking our relationship.

Looking at the dozen or so words he had edited, Mo Yinuan could even imagine Du Yuhang's expression and mood when he saw this message, the reserved girl thought of a prank for the first time, smiled and pressed the send button .

After sending the message, Mo Yinuan put down his phone and lay on the bed. It was almost early morning, and Du Yuhang had already rested by this time.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to turn off the sleep light, the mobile phone on the bedside table ding-dong immediately.

Mo Yinuan turned his head and took a look, then picked up the phone again.

It was Du Yuhang who sent a WeChat message, and it was the voice:

Nuan, why should we reconsider our relationship? Is it something I did wrong? You point it out and I will change it.

Du Yuhang's tone was urgent, a reaction of panic.

The prank succeeded, the corners of Mo Yinuan's lips twitched slightly, and he also sent back a voice message:
It's getting late, I'm going to rest, dizzy.

Mo Yinuan just sent this voice, and Du Yuhang replied in seconds:

Still dizzy, have you taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor on time?Let's go to the hospital for an examination again, or I will be hospitalized, and I will take care of you after the plaster cast on my leg is removed.

In the past, Mo Yinuan didn't want people around her to worry about her, but now, for some reason, listening to Du Yuhang's worried words actually gave her a very satisfying feeling.

Holding the phone in his hand, he tapped the screen a few times with two thumbs, and returned a message:
Take care of yourself first, if you become disabled, my parents will never let me associate with a disabled person.

A simple girl who thinks that her snarky messages are very powerful, but she doesn't know it at all. After receiving this message, Du Yuhang's heart immediately became at ease, and she was no longer so eager to reply to the message at such a slow speed. Leaning on the hospital bed, she replied with a text:
Don't worry baby, your man will never become disabled.

Looking at the message that jumped in, Mo Yinuan mumbled shyly, "Who is your baby, shameless!"

Putting down the phone and lying on the bed, Mo Yinuan's ears were still hot, and those three words kept appearing in his mind: Your man...

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"Sister, tell me quickly, how did you do it, rushing to the capital to take care of that scumbag, and being brought home by dad with a bruised nose and a swollen face?"

In the morning, while waiting for breakfast, Mo Yirou sat down beside Mo Yinuan, and put his arm around her shoulder to sarcastically.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why did you go home with a bruised nose and a swollen face?" Mo Yinuan was a little embarrassed, after all, it was Du Yuhang's mother who caused him to be hospitalized.

"Humph," Mo Yirou sneered, "It's okay to lie to your mother with your bad excuses, but I'm an old Jianghu, you say you are a lively person, unless you can't think about hitting the wall, or you say you hit the wall yourself. Only a concussion ghost would believe it."

Mo is also warm...

"Yirou, where's Jingchen? Why didn't he come down?"

"Don't change the subject for me. Jingchen is on a business trip. Tell me honestly, did that scumbag Du Yuhang's family rape you!" Mo Yirou turned her sister Mo Yinuan's face back and asked her to look at him.

Mo Yirou kept calling Du Yuhang scum, Mo Yinuan became unhappy, and frowned, "Yirou, don't call Du Yuhang scum anymore, it sounds awful."

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(End of this chapter)