Everything seems to have settled like this.

However, Mo Shiwei smiled coldly in his heart, Zhao Qingnuan, it's not over yet. Just kicking you out of the Mo family, how can this be enough?

There was silence in the living room, Mo Cangyun felt that he should also leave, now that the matter has come to an end, it is not appropriate for him to continue to stay in this situation.

"Weiwei, does your neck still hurt?"

Mo Cangyun asked at Mo Shiwei.

"It doesn't hurt, brother, don't worry. Mo Shi smiled and shook his head in reply.

"That's good, brother still has some things, so I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow. Mo Cangyun nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Cangyun is leaving?" asked Mo Jian.

"Yes, third uncle, I still have some things to deal with. Mo Cangyun was also a little reluctant to Mo Jian in his heart, after all, as a junior, what he did just now was really inappropriate, but when he thought of Weiwei, he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

No matter what, if the third uncle complains about himself, let him be. Weiwei is her sister, how can she watch her being bullied by outsiders and be indifferent?

I'm such a sister, shouldn't I take good care of it?

"Okay, you go and get busy with you. Mo Jian waved his hand weakly.

"Yes," Mo Cangyun stood up and said goodbye to Fu Rong, "Third aunt, then I'll go." ”

"Well, be careful on the road. Fu Rongqiang smiled and nodded.

After Mo Cangyun left, there were only three people left in the living room, Mo Jian Furong and Mo Shiwei, and Aunt Wang and the others had already avoided it.

But they should have heard everything they should have heard.

"Micro. I'll take a look at your wounds. Suddenly, Fu Rong spoke.

Mo Shiwei was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

After carefully disassembling the gauze. Fu Rong's pupils shrank suddenly, and her fingers trembled a few times.

It may be because of the medicine, or it may be that after a long time, the bruises on Mo Shiwei's neck have become more serious, and the bruises are purple.

"Why is it so serious!" Fu Rong exclaimed.

Mo Shiwei knew his physique, so he had been prepared for a long time, so he was not surprised by Fu Rong's reaction. It's Mo Jane. Hearing Fu Rong's exclamation, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly came over to take a look.

"Let me see. ”

Fu Rong looked at the scar on Mo Shiwei's neck. My eyes were red again, my brows were tightly wrinkled, and I stretched out my hand to touch but didn't dare to touch it.

Mo Jian was also shocked when he saw it, he didn't expect it to be so serious. When I heard about it before. I just thought it was a simple pinch, or Xiao Nuan missed, and it wasn't serious.

But...... Where could this scar be missed? Obviously, this is deliberate, and it is a dead effort.

"Is this, Xiao Nuan?" Mo Jian said stunned.

"Hmm. Mo Shiwei nodded and replied.

Mo Jian's heart trembled, it was so serious...... How can that kid do it!

"This ......" Fu Rong couldn't speak anymore as soon as she spoke, her chest rising and falling violently. Even my breath tasted sour, and my eyes hurt.

Zhao Qingnuan, she actually dared to ...... Slightly grow so big. I was never willing to move a finger of her, she dared to hurt her slightly!

Fu Rong only felt that the scar on Mo Shiwei's neck was like a knife, which poked into her eyes at once, and in her heart, it hurt her uncontrollably.

"Zhao Qingnuan!" Fu Rong said fiercely, her face also with a fierceness.

Mo Shiwei's heart skipped a beat, he had never seen Fu Rong like this, it seemed that he really angered his mother this time.

Mo Shiwei didn't feel very comfortable in his heart, it was also his fault to make his mother so uncomfortable, wait, wait until Zhao Qingnuan is completely solved, Mom, I won't make you sad anymore.

"Xiao Nuan, where is she now!"

Mo Jian was also trembling with anger at this time, he actually made such a cruel hand to his sister, which was too unusual!

What about her conscience! Doesn't she have a little conscience? Is this an attempt to strangle a little bit!

At this time, Mo Jian felt a little pity for Zhao Qingnuan just now, and his anger filled his heart, bastard!

He has raised for so many years, taught for so many years, and hurt for so many years, and he has cultivated such a ...... Such a wolf-hearted daughter!

Mo Jian was so angry that he couldn't even breathe, and his hands only slapped on the table. If Zhao Qingnuan was here at this moment, there was no doubt that his slap would definitely fall on her.

"Mo Jian, you have raised a good daughter!"

Fu Rong gritted her teeth and said, the anger in her eyes burned?

"Evil, evil!" Mo Jian's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, dry and hoarse.

"Heh, Mo Jian, your baby daughter is really good, today you pinched Weiwei's neck like this, tomorrow you have to poke Weiwei with a knife!"

Fu Rong was stimulated by Mo Shiwei's scars, and shouted uncontrollably, "It's all you! You only have that thing in your eyes, what is Weiwei? Weiwei is not your daughter anymore, is it? Now you are happy?"

Fu Rong couldn't care about her cultivation and temperament anymore at this time, and looked at Mo Jian shouting angrily, tears falling drop by drop.

"Mom......" Mo Shiwei held Fu Rong's hand, trying to soothe her overly intense emotions.

"It's my fault...... Mo Jian was bitter, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained, whispering.

But he just couldn't figure out what went wrong and why Xiao Nuan became the way she is.

Fu Rong ignored him anymore, turned her head to look at Mo Shiwei, and said distressedly: "Does it hurt?

"Mom, I'm not in pain," Mo Shiwei shook his head, "The doctor said that it's basically fine, just rest for a few more days." ”

Mo Shiwei shook his head and chuckled, his words were ambiguous, and Mo Jian Furong frowned when he heard it, looking worried.

"I'm fine, really, I'll just rest for a few days. Mo Shiwei comforted the two.

"Xiao Nuan, where is she now!"

Seeing that Mo Shiwei was really not a big deal except for being weaker, he was also a little relieved, and immediately asked about Zhao Qingnuan.

Hearing Zhao Qingnuan's name, Fu Rong gritted her teeth, but didn't say anything, just carefully took out the external medicine from the bag that Mo Shiwei took back, and gently applied it.

"I don't know, she ran away, I don't know where she went. ”

Mo Shiwei shook his head, then reached out and pushed away Fu Rong's hand that was about to wrap gauze for herself, "Mom, don't wrap it, just apply the medicine." ”

Fu Rong was pushed away, hesitated, and glanced at Mo Shiwei's bruised neck, which looked serious, but it really didn't need to be bandaged, so she put down her hand.

Mo Shi moved his neck slightly, a little faintly painful, but it was not unbearable. It's all because of He Jingyi, it's just a simple pinch, and she has to wrap it, and the doctor's eyes at that time, she was so ashamed that she couldn't raise her head.

(Thank you 0901221555, the meeting of the starry sky with the monthly pass of the two pros, thank you Mo Da ~ dear, welcome to smash the monthly pass, the more the merrier if you come~) (To be continued......)