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"Mingsheng!"

Suddenly, a trembling light call came from downstairs.

Mo Ruqing had planned to get up and go upstairs. She was directing the servant to put away the tea set. However, Mu Mingsheng was walking to the room of Lanxi. Her face turned white and she blurted out his name!

Upstairs, Mu Mingsheng's figure with his hands on his back, frowns tightly and stops.

Mo Ruqing is short of breath, instantly droops the eye to go upstairs, some nervousness asks a way: "what is the matter with you, go to Lan Xi room to do?"

Mu Mingsheng frowns more tightly. Just as he wants to say something, he hears a sound coming from the Lan River room in front of him. The half open door is slowly opened, and mu Yanchen's extraordinary figure appears at the door.

All of a sudden, Mo Ruqing's heart raised to the throat! His pale face was staring at his son!

"Yanchen, I just told you," Mu Mingsheng was worried, "you just come back and have a good rest. Don't worry about the Lanxi girl! Your mother contacted her with such a good school, and her clothing, food and accommodation were all ready. Let her go to the past and dare to make such a fuss. Let her stay alone and reflect on herself! So do you. Even if you are a sister, don't spoil her too much. She's in lawlessness now. Can't she say something? The whole family should go around her? "

He clearly knew that his daughter was behind that door, and that was what he wanted to tell her.

Silent for a moment, mu Yanchen raised his eyes, glanced at Mu Mingsheng with a faint glance, and said, "I didn't want the whole family to go around her I'll just follow

After hearing this, Mo Qing's heart was as simple as his heart!

Her face pale, she pulled Mu Mingsheng's clothes: "OK, Mingsheng, just come back, don't lecture people, let Yan Chen have a rest first..."

"Dad," he called, with a quiet light on his handsome face, "are you free?"

Mu Mingsheng was stunned. His head was dizzy with the sound of "Dad". His anger dissipated in a moment. His old face was full of faint joy and said, "I I'm free... "

"Master, madam!" Mrs. Zhang called softly from below, smiling at the harmonious family, "lunch is ready, put it in the restaurant, it's not easy for people to come all today, come down together!"

This abrupt one, interrupted Mu Yan Chen to say next words.

Mu Mingsheng Wannian's expressionless face showed a trace of softness, full of expectation and love, looking at mu Yanchen in a slow voice: "so, what can we say on the table, call on Lan Xi, come down to eat!"

The heart has been hard to grasp, until Mu Mingsheng goes down, he is still holding on. Mo Ruqing looks in a trance, raises his eyes, and looks at mu Yanchen with sharp eyes, which brings up an ugly smile.

"There are still a few days before the end of the new year, after which is Lan Xi's birthday. There are many happy events in this period of time. Yan Chen, at this time of year, every family is full of excitement and joy. If you want to quarrel with me, you can wait for these days to pass, otherwise everyone will have a bad year, don't you think?"

This is the first thing Mo Ruqing said to him after returning from Los Angeles.

The smile on the corner of the mouth is still on the hook. It has some compromise meaning. If she is smart, how can she not know what her son wants to do? She knew that she could not force him, and that would be the end of her life, which she had expected for a long time!

It's just that if the weather changes, it depends on the time.

So compromise or weakness, she did not believe, she this mother initiative bow to him, this is not enough!

On the quiet corridor, mu Yanchen looks at her quietly, her eyes are deep and cold.

"After the Lan Qing knew," she came out of the gate of the Lan River, she said in a deeper voice

***

"on the first day of junior high school, grandfather Lanxi has been practicing in the countryside for many years. It is also a rule to go back to see him every year. Yan Chen, on the second day of junior high school, you should go back with me to see your grandfather. They said that they would come here. We will spend the rest of our time here. You can arrange it by yourself, Mingsheng, don't you Mo Ruqing asked for his advice.

Mu Mingsheng Mou color light, nodded: "well, it is also done every year."

When Su ran Yue was still in the house of admiration, she had always been in charge of these things, and he could not afford to worry about them.

Lanxi sat beside her and made no noise. This was the first spring festival she spent here after her mother died. She didn't know what to say. Listening to Mo Ruqing's meaning, she didn't mean to ask the whole family to visit her mother's tomb.

Mu Mingsheng swept away the shadow of Su ranyue in his mind. He raised his eyes with a kind smile and looked at mu Yanchen: "Yan Chen, you just seem to have something to say to me. What is it?"

Just upstairs, he clearly had to ask the exit, but suddenly was interrupted.

The paper towel wiped her long finger, and mu Yanchen's thin lips pressed tightly gave out a trace of coldness, and did not speak. Mo Ruqing was sitting on pins and needles beside her for fear that he would not even give her the face of a mother. Listening to his silence, she was relieved.

"Get me a spoon." Mu Yan Chen looks at the soup in the bowl on the table, pinches the hand of Lan Xi and says.Lan Xi also immersed in the memory of his mother, did not notice his tone to open her meaning, cleverly "um" to the kitchen to help him get a spoon.

But Mo Ruqing's tone was too early.

"Maybe I should ask in private, but now that I have reached this stage, I think it's better for me to ask..." He said in a slow voice, his voice was low and elegant. He was as quiet as water, "Dad, is Lanxi your daughter?"

"Crash!" When Mrs. Zhang got up to help Mo Ruqing add soup, her hands shook violently, and the bowl fell to the ground!

But even if there was no sound, the problem was like a torpedo, which exploded in the air above the restaurant.

Mu Mingsheng's face suddenly changed!

"Yan Chen, what are you asking?" After a long time, Mo Ruqing also looked at him strangely and glared at him, "how can you ask such a wicked thing?"

Breathing a little shortness of breath, his face was livid. Mu Mingsheng seemed to have never thought that he would ask such a question. His old hand trembled and his eyes burst into sharp light.

"Mingsheng Mingsheng Seeing her husband's face trembling and unable to speak, Mo Ruqing quickly got up and helped him along with his anger. "Sister Zhang, you should go upstairs and bring him some medicine. He has a bad heart. Hurry up!"

Zhang's sister-in-law was shocked and ran upstairs.

Mu Yanchen quietly looking at all this chaos, pale face, a trace of cold pain diffuse in the clear eyes.

Mrs. Zhang cried out in a hurry

"Coming, coming..." Mrs. Zhang came back with her medicine box in her hand.

The medicine and water were all brought, but mu Mingsheng's Qi had already passed. He just looked a little frightening. He raised his hand and waved it, looking like he was extremely tired. He looked up at mu Yanchen and said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Chen I know you have no reason to ask this question. What do you want to know

"Enough!" Mo Ruqing interrupts their conversation, tears in his eyes, stares at mu Yanchen and says, "what can he want to know? Is Lanxi the daughter of you and Su ranyue doing what to him?! Mingsheng, are you still suffering from being put in your heart? If you feel uncomfortable, take medicine first to calm down... "

With a bitter smile, Mu Mingsheng continued: "do you think Lanxi is not my own child?"

The atmosphere, tense to the extreme.

Mo Ruqing bit his lips and looked at his son, biting tightly. His eyes were scarlet. He was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say!

Bitter laughter overflowed the corner of his lips. He took up the water cup prepared by Mo Ruqing and took a sip of water, but he did not reach out to get the medicine: "this girl is as young as her mother. She is so young that people want to protect her It's just that you think I'm not loyal, or is Lanxi's mother unfaithful to me, eh? "

Mu Yanchen droops his eyes, long finger rubs the eyebrow heart, in the eye son is a cold.

The man opposite is his biological father. Even if he is sorry for him again, how can he force him into such a situation?

Chest pain, he said: "I don't mean that."

Mu Mingsheng refused to let him go. He raised his eyebrows and said with a pale smile: "Oh? Then tell me what it means... "

"He doesn't mean much!" Mo Ruqing bit his teeth and almost cut his teeth again.

I can't eat this meal.

"All right, Mrs. Zhang, help the master up now, and all the food will be served. If you want to continue to use it later, I will ask you to bring it up again!" Mo Ruqing bowed his head and helped him, and his tone was almost pleading, "Mingsheng, would you like to go back to your room and have a rest first? Yan Chen is really nothing. He went back to Los Angeles and was struck by the scenery. He also blamed me for leaving him there for more than ten years. It's my fault to ignore him! He is too strict with himself! Don't mind... "

Mu Mingsheng's face is still blue and tense, trying to ease his mood. After all, he could listen to Mo Ruqing's words. He thought it was the same. He didn't want to see him again at the moment. He calmed down and let her help him up the stairs.

Long finger cold down, muyanchen eyes light a sweep, saw the Lan River standing in the kitchen door.

She looked stunned and didn't know what had happened. She just watched Mu Mingsheng walk out with her arms. She felt a pain and asked, "what's wrong with my father?"

(PS: Mumu's home network has expired. If you change to telecom, you can't connect to the Internet for a few days. You can only update your mobile phone, and the message will reply more slowly. I hope you can forgive me!)