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"How could I say that...... you" Yan Hao looked at Ling Mo innocently, even if she thought so in her heart, she didn't have the courage to say anything to him......

"You told Sang Yuwan before. Ling Mo said solemnly.

"Huh?" she did say this to Xiaowan, but it was also a few years ago, "You eavesdropped on us?"

"Hmm. Ling Mo didn't feel a trace of shame.

"...... "Do you want to admit it so reasonably, it was obviously Ling Mo 'eavesdropping', but now he feels that he was caught, "How long ago was it, do you remember it ......so clearly?"

"I have a very good memory. ”

"Actually...... There's no need to be so good...... "This is something to be proud of?" It seems like it is...... But it's definitely not a good thing for her, because she couldn't accept him as a person before, so she wouldn't consider saying anything that would hurt him.

"It's better to say something nice, maybe you can cover the previous 'data'. Ling Mo kindly proposed.

"Is it really possible?" Yan Zhen looked at the sky speechlessly, "You're not a computer ......"

"If you don't try it, how do you know if it's useful?" Ling Mo saw that Yan Zhen was no longer entangled in 'will her mother dislike her', and she didn't tease her anymore.

The next day, as soon as Yan Zhen opened her eyes, she saw a solid chest. I didn't sleep well the day before because I was worried about Ling Mo's safety, so I woke up a little late today. The sunlight shone through the bed curtain, and it was already a little dazzling. Yan Zhen took away Ling Mo's hand on her waist, and before she could climb out of the quilt, her waist tightened, and she was dragged back again. Ling Mo looked like a big cat that had gotten catnip, scooped Yan Zhen into his arms, and rubbed his face.

"......," Yan Zhen moved her bound arm, "It's time to get up...... You're not going to pick up your mom back?"

"Hmm. Ling Mo responded, but his eyes were still closed, looking like he was going to continue to lie in bed.

"Did you stay up late the night before yesterday?" Yan Zhen was used to getting up early, but usually Ling Mo got up earlier than her, and went to morning exercise every day.

"Hmmm......"

"Then you can sleep a little longer, and I'll go down first to see how the room is tidyed up. "She didn't hear any noise last night.

"Let's go. Ling Mo slowly opened his eyes, sat up a little reluctantly, picked up his phone and glanced at it, "It's so late......"

After Ling Mo finished washing, he began to change out of the clothes, and after the shirt was put on, he threw the tie hanging on the hanger to Yan Zhen, and then leaned over slightly, waiting for Yan Zhen to tie it for him. Previously, because of his arm injury, Yan Zhen helped him every time. Later, although his hand was better, Ling Mo fell in love with this interaction. As long as Yan Zhen is in the room when he changes clothes, he wants Yan Zhen to help him.

"Alright. Yan Zhen straightened her tie and stroked her shirt with a slight unevenness.

"Thank you. Ling Mo kissed Yan Zhen lightly on the forehead, pinned a silver gun to his waist, and then put on a blazer, his movements were very handsome.

Yan Hao held Ling Mo's hand, and her fingers tightened unconsciously—in the past, Ling Mo almost never left his gun, sleeping under the pillow, but now he doesn't do it anymore.

"Don't be nervous, just in case...... Ling Mo patted Yan Zhen's back to comfort her, "Let's go down and have breakfast." ”

"Oh. ”

The two men went down to the second floor and just saw the butler coming out of the room with a few maids.

Leon gestured to the maids and told them to go down: "The room has been arranged, and the doctor's and nurse's rooms are arranged on both sides. ”

Ling Mo led Yan Zhen into the room, and the originally large space was divided into a coat room with glass. The exterior room is furnished like a small reception room, and is equipped with a refrigerated medicine cabinet and a dispensing table. The inner room is the bedroom, which is like a hospital room, and is equipped with an infusion pole, ECG monitoring equipment, and oxygen inhalers.

The room was cleaned and tidy a little deserted: "Shouldn't we put some greenery?"

"Good. Ling Mo nodded, "You can watch it." ”

After breakfast, Ling Mo set off. Yan Zhen was afraid that pollen would cause allergies, so she deliberately chose some green leafy plants to put in the room. Since Ling Mo went out with a gun, as time went on, Yan Zhen gradually became a little restless, but fortunately, Ling Mo's mother was soon picked up.

Seeing Ling Mo get out of the car, Yan Zhen immediately greeted him: "Is it going well?"

"Hmm. Ling Mo rubbed Yan Zhen's hair, "Didn't you say it all, don't you worry?"

"Oh. "Is it manageable to worry about this kind of thing?

Ling Mo's mother was sent back to the room, and the doctor did some more tests to make sure that everything was okay, leaving a nurse to accompany her in the room. The woman lying on the bed was sickly pale, and the beauty of the mixed race made her look like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

She ...... Why are you still sleeping?" Yan Zhen's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid that the noise would alarm the silence of the room.

"As your condition continues to improve, the amount of time you spend awake will gradually increase, and sleep can help brain tissue repair. Ling Mo circled Yan Zhen's shoulders, "The doctor said that talking to her often would also help. You'll talk to your mom when you have time, huh?"

"She doesn't know me...... I don't know what to tell her. Yan Zhen muttered quietly.

"Wouldn't you get to know each other after chatting more?" Ling Mo smiled lightly, "I think the Book of Songs you read to me before is quite good." ”

"Mom likes ancient poems?" Yan Zhen was a little surprised.

"Of course. When I was a child, he would personally teach us to write calligraphy and Chinese culture. Ling Mo put on a tsundere face.

No wonder Ling Mo grew up in France, but he speaks Chinese so well and knows traditional culture. Yan Zhen nodded: "I will often come to accompany my mother." ”

"Good. Ling Mo hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction.

Ling Mo was extremely cautious about his mother's safety, except for the doctors and nurses, only Yan Hao could approach Ling Zijin. After a period of recuperation, Ling Zijin's condition has also improved greatly, and he can already go to the terrace in a wheelchair to bask in the sun, but his thinking sometimes has some confusion.

One day, Xiaowan sent a video of babies playing on trampolines in an amusement park. Ling Zijin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to the flat plate and muttered, "Ink ...... Momo ......"

Yan Zhen looked at Ling Zijin with some surprise: "Mom, what do you want to say?"

"Momo ......" A gentle smile bloomed on Ling Zijin's pale face, "My Momo ......" Seeing that Yan Zhen didn't seem to understand, he pointed to the door in a hurry, "Go to the fourth floor...... 4th Floor ......"

"Okay, let's go to the fourth floor. Yan Zhen pushed Ling Zijin to the elevator, holding the tablet in her hand and smiling happily.

Ling Mo came back from outside, just came up to take a look, and took the wheelchair from Yan Zhen's hand: "Where are you going?"

"Mom said she was going to the fourth floor. Yan Zhen pressed the elevator up, and Ling Mo pushed the wheelchair in.

Under Ling Zijin's command, they came to the living room on the fourth floor.

Ling Zijin pointed to the closet: "That...... Open it. ”

Yan Zhen opened the cabinet door, and there were many thick albums stacked inside. Ling Zijin raised his head and looked at it for a while, pointing to a book: "That, the blue ......"

Yan Zhen took down the album as she said and put it on Ling Zijin's knee. Ling Zijin flipped through the album, pointed to the photo and said with a smile: "My ink ......"

Yan Zhen carefully flipped through the album, which was full of photos of Ling Mo when he was a child, and the age of the photo was about the same age as Xiao Yu now, and the two of them were really very, very similar. In particular, there is a photo of the little Ling Mo wearing a white tennis uniform and holding a children's tennis racket in his hand. Xiao Yu happened to be wearing a white sweatshirt when he played on the trampoline, but it was exactly the same.

"How did you think of coming to see this?" Ling Mo was a little puzzled.

"Mom just saw the video of Xiao Yu playing on the trampoline...... Yan Zhen flipped through the photo album casually, "You were quite cute when you were a child...... This little curly hair...... It's so cute, hahaha......"

"Momo...... It's cute......" Ling Zijin gently stroked a photo in the album, in which Ling Mo was pushing a stroller, and in the stroller sat a little baby with blue eyes, "Little inkstone, naughty." ”

Yan Zhen guessed that the little baby should be Ling Mo's younger brother.

"Sebastian was like a little angel as a child, and the older he gets, the more he looks like a demon. Although Ling Mo's tone was light, it was not difficult to hear the doting in it.

Yan Zhen was a little puzzled, if it was really like Leon said, Sebastian planned an ambush against his parents, Ling Mo would definitely not have this attitude.

Ling Zijin pressed the bright tablet, looked at the video and looked at Ling Mo, and seemed a little confused: "Ink?"

"He is my son, your grandson. Ling Mo held his mother's hand and said softly, "Bring him back to see you after a while." ”

"Little baby...... Ling Zijin suddenly smiled happily, "Okay." ”

Probably because of knowing Xiao Yu's existence, Ling Zijin was in a particularly good mood, and his recovery speed was much faster. Towards the end of the summer, except for the fact that mobility is still limited, everything else has returned to normal. Ling Mo prepares to hold a grand dinner in the castle to celebrate his mother's recovery.

Yan Zhen walked all the way from the garden to the dining room, inspecting the servants' work. In the past few months, with Ling Zijin teaching from the side, Yan Zhen has gradually taken over the affairs of the manor. The servants of the castle and even the stewards of the various parts of the manor were in awe of the hostess from the East, who always wore cheongsam.

"Madam, this is the menu for the dinner, please take a look. Leon handed a beautifully crafted menu to Vera.

Yan Zhen took the menu and looked at it, and gave it back to Leon: "Just prepare according to this, and also, remove the champagne tower over there." ”

The champagne tower is nothing for ordinary people, but the wheelchair that Ling Mo's mother will use, in case of any accident, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Yes, ma'am. Leon took the order.

"Mr. Leon, Master Olledo has sent some phalaenopsis orchids, saying that they are for the old lady. The servant came in and reported.

Yan Zhen frowned slightly, Ling Zijin really liked Phalaenopsis very much. But before the dinner began, the gifts were delivered in advance? It seems strange......