My Previous Fraternal Twins

"Mom, are you home? What did dad say?"

"Nothing's wrong. He's just angry with me. He can't get divorced. Your father is a little angry because of the counter recently. You can rest assured to stay there."

"Mom, I've convinced Mrs. Mo to go back to mainland Z. at that time, we will live in the Mohist manor. The counters removed by Shi Chen will also be on the shelves again. Mom, wait, I'll be back soon." Tang Wanrou on the phone said with confidence.

When Dong yaai heard her daughter's words, her tears couldn't help falling down. She covered her mouth hard and tried not to let her cry come out of her mouth.

After a while, a woman's voice came from Tang Wanrou: "go in and watch him."

"OK." after Tang Wanrou said a word to the people over there, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

At this time, housekeeper Fang also came in from the outside and said, "madam, I've called an ambulance."

Dong yaai's head tilted and fainted directly.

At dawn the next day, Mo Shichen was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone on the head cabinet.

He quickly reached out and picked up the mobile phone. When he saw the name that popped out of the mobile phone screen, Mo Shichen's eyes suddenly cooled down.

Without hesitation, he hung up his cell phone and looked down at the woman in his arms. The cold feeling in his black eyes gradually softened.

She scolded him like an angry cat, and now he is sleeping like a kitten.

She is his cat. She can't escape his palm all her life.

The phone rings again.

Mo Shichen frowned unhappily.

It's just after seven o'clock. For Mo Shichen, it's good to have a complete sleep and wake up at seven o'clock, but today he especially doesn't want anyone to disturb him and Tang Wanxin.

He looked at his cell phone again. This time, it was not the man who called, but Xu Cong who called him.

It seems that there is something wrong with the company. Otherwise, Xu Cong won't call him at this point.

He slowly got out of bed, pushed open the French window, went to the balcony and picked up Xu Cong's phone.

"Say!"

"Mr. Mo, madam just called."

Mo Shichen's eyes sank and his fingers clenched slightly.

Xu Cong also said, "he wants us to put all the counters of the Tang family back on the shelves within one day, and transfer the Mo's Jiangnan auction house to Miss Tang."

When he heard the news, the Qi of Mo Shichen suddenly soared.

Now whoever mentions Tang Wan in front of him, he can strangle anyone, not to mention that he does things against him, even if the other party is the master mother of Mohism!

"I see," he said coldly.

Xu Cong asked puzzled, "what should I do?"

"If Tang Guoxing dares to ask for it, he will give it."

"What about the Jiangnan auction house? As far as I know, this auction house is the venue for CO to prepare for the perfume auction." if you turn to Tang's late name, the venue will be useless.

"Tang Wanrou!" he spit out these three words word by word: "where is she now?"

The master mother of the Mohist school is always aloof and arrogant. She regards herself as the queen mother. How can she know a young lady like Tang Wanrou.

It seems that Tang Wanrou has made other moves in the past few days when he is busy getting Tang Wanxin around.

"Miss Tang has been recuperating in a continent."

"In which hospital did she recover?"

"Count Ren!" at this time, Xu Cong suddenly thought of something, with a bit of surprise in his tone: "that seems to be count Ren, too."

"Staring at that woman and his son these days."

With that, Mo Shichen hung up the phone and turned back to the bedroom. The woman on the bed lay half on her side, her left hand pressed under her chest and slept deeply.

And Mo Shichen's eyes immediately fell on her left hand.

He tightened his eyebrows again, strode towards Tang Wanxin, reached out and grabbed her arm and turned her over.

The back of her hand was red, and several large and small blisters grew on it. Among them, several blisters were crushed when she turned over just now, and there was a pool of liquid flowing on the back of her hand.

He helplessly and painfully grabbed her left hand and shook her twice: "Tang Qin, wake up."

If this hand is not handled properly, it will be useless.

Tang Wanxin felt someone calling her. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Shichen squatting in front of her.

And her left hand was tightly held by the man.

The man looked at her sleepy face and softened his tone: "get up quickly. After breakfast, I'll take you to the hospital. There are blisters on your hands."

On hearing this, Tang Wanxin woke up for a few minutes. She quickly sat up and looked down at the back of her hand.

The white hand can now be described as beyond recognition. The scalded part is red and swollen, and some blisters have been broken.

She sighed and frowned, "how could it be so serious."

"I should have sent you to the hospital last night. I can't let you be wayward anymore. Get up quickly." Mo Shichen stared at her and cherished her more when he saw her distressed look.

Tang Wanxin didn't refuse this time, so he quickly got up and washed.

Try not to take things with your left hand to avoid breaking other blisters.

After washing her face, Tang Wanxin pushed away her bedroom and went to the hall on the first floor. Suddenly, the old lady's low curse came from the living room. She turned her head and looked inside. She just saw the old lady throwing the microphone.

Aunt an stood beside her and stroked old lady Mo's back to comfort her.

When Tang saw this, he took out a bottle of perfume from his bag and walked into the living room.

"Grandma!" Tang Wanxin whispered.

Mrs. Mo and aunt an turned to look at her at the same time. Neither of them had time to take it back, because the phone call brought them unhappiness.

Aunt Ann looked down unnaturally when she saw her coming.

Tang Wanxin noticed something wrong, frowned slightly and said, "grandma, you don't look very well."

Mrs. Mo raised her hand and waved, "it's a group of unfilial children. They're angry. It's no big deal. I'd like to open it later. Come and sit here with grandma."

Mrs. Mo put away her unhappiness and raised her hand to pat the empty seat next to her.

Tang went home and put the perfume from his bag in front of Mrs. mo. He said, "this is the perfume you used before."

She sprayed three times in her palm and put it in front of Mrs. Mo's nose.

Mrs. Mo bowed her head and smelled. There was no strong aroma like that in the market. It was very light. You need your heart to capture the aroma.

After smelling it several times, Mrs. Mo felt much better and her mood was cheerful.

At this time, she looked down at her hand and said, "Shi Chen said your hand was injured. He is waiting for you in the dining room. Go to dinner and ask him to take you to the hospital later."