"Zheng'er, you are the same child, you don't agree to the marriage with the Gu family, you tell your parents? It's been so long to run away from home! ”

"Do you know what your mother and I are anxious about? Your mother cried every night, and now she ......."

Thinking that his wife was so thin that she was hospitalized because of her daughter's incident, Mr. Mo's heart kept aching.

"Quick, hurry up and call your mom and tell her you're back." As a father, Mo Lan hurriedly urged Mo to say nothing.

"I lost my phone." Mo Bufu shrugged, who knows where her phone is?

Besides, a cat with a mobile phone?

It's simply not too appealing.

"Hey, Yue'er, my daughter is back." Turning her head silently, her old father had already dialed the phone and said softly to the people over there.

Silent: "......" speed, should it be so fast?

"Zheng'er, quickly talk to your mother and tell her that we will go to the hospital to see her in a while." Mr. Mo handed the phone to Mo Buzheng, and his eyes urged her to hurry up.

"Hey, Mom......" silently listened to the woman over there, crying and laughing, and her tone was very gentle.

"Okay, we'll go in a moment." Hanging up the phone, she returned the phone to Mo Lan.

"What did your mother say?" Mr. Mo took the phone and asked.

"Mom said to let you cook some red bean porridge, she wants to drink it."

As soon as Mr. Mo heard this, he said yes again and again, and his brows, which had been frowning lightly for a long time, stretched out, and finally had a smile on his face again.

"I'll go and prepare, you sit and wait for a while." After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he turned around and went into the kitchen.

The living room was suddenly left with only Mo Buzheng and Mo Ningyuan, Mo Ningyuan raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Buzheng standing next to him, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The movements were extremely slow, as if he had been pressed the slow release button, and every movement was gentle, including the coldness in his eyes that flashed when he looked at her.

With hatred and ugliness.

"Mo Ningyuan, what do you say if your parents know and you want to kill me?"

Mo Ningyuan, who had just stood up straight, heard Mo Buzhen's flat words, his heart shrank fiercely, and there was a kind of fear in his heart.

"If you want to say it, just say it." After a moment of silence, Murningyuan stepped away and walked to the couch and sat down.

"I don't really want to say it?" Mo Bu pouted, and looked at the shock that flashed on Mo Ningyuan's face, and smiled playfully.

"After all, you're that weak." The girl's arrogant appearance is full of confidence.

Murning looked at Mo Bu from afar, looking carefully, as if he had known her on the first day.

"Then we'll see." Mourning said dryly, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking?

"I'll go to the hospital in a while, do you want to have a blood test and do a DNA test?"

"What?"

There was a shocked expression on Mo Ningyuan's face, more terrified than Mo Bu saying 'he was going to kill her'.

"How do you know?!" Mo Ningyuan rushed up from the sofa, reaching out to grab Mo Bufu's arm.

The expression on his face suddenly darkened, and his dark eyes were full of indifference and murderous intent.

Mo Buzheng was about to grab her arm, and after a sharp step, he staggered Mo Ningyuan's hand. Because of inertia, Mo Ningyuan threw himself directly onto the sofa behind Mo Buzheng.

"I said, you're no match for me."

If you don't eat the old man's words, you will suffer in front of you.

Mo Buzheng looked at Mo Ningyuan quite innocently, with his hands in his pockets, his expression was as light as before.

As if Mu Ningyuan had murderous intent towards her, she didn't feel it at all.

"Silence, how do you know?!" Murningyuan roared angrily, completely forgetting to control his voice because of his anger.

"What's wrong?" Mo Lan, who heard the movement in the kitchen, ran out of the kitchen, looked at a pair of children in the living room, and wondered if they were making trouble again?

Although the quarrel between the brother and sister is rare, it is not impossible.

"Mo Ningyuan, you are an older brother, can't you let a little sister?" Old ideas are deeply ingrained, and Molan is no exception.

As soon as the two children quarreled, as a father, he subconsciously educated Mo Ningyuan, who was his elder brother.

Mo Ningyuan listened to his father's words, clenched his fists tightly, always like this, always like this, they always fought towards silence, and there was no him in their hearts at all!

Isn't this family, if it weren't for him, it would be better?!

Mo Ningyuan thought darkly in his heart, and the anger in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

"Dad, he said he wanted to do DNA."

"Huh?" Mo Lan looked confused, not understanding why his son suddenly wanted to do DNA? Is it a suspicion that he is not their own?

"Ning Yuan, do you really think so?" Mo Lan looked at Mo Ningyuan, the father and son glanced at each other, and Mo Ningyuan looked away.

Perhaps, this is an opportunity, Mo Ningyuan's silence made Mo Lan, as a father, frown lightly.

"Since you have any suspicions, go to the hospital in a moment, just do it."

Mo Lan turned around and went back to the kitchen, seemingly without any emotion, but in fact his heart was not calm at all.

"Now, you're satisfied!" Mo Ning raised his eyes sharply and glared angrily at Mo Bu.

"Obviously, you got your wish."

"When the results come out, remember not to be too grateful to me."

……

In Mingcheng Hospital, Mo Bu carried red bean porridge into Ms. Lin's ward, and Mo Lan and Mo Ning went to do DNA.

The DNA results will be available in the afternoon.

"Father, don't you have anything to say to me?" Mo Ning followed behind Mo Lan step by step, silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ning Yuan, you...... How could there be such an idea? Mo Lan learned that his son wanted to do DNA, and he had a deep reflection.

But after thinking about it, I still can't think of it, why does Mu Ningyuan think like that?

"Isn't it normal for me to think so?" Mo Ningyuan sneered, and between father and son, there was silence again.

"Click-" The door to the ward was pushed open from the outside, and the father and son walked in silently.

"Ning Yuan, even if your sister is messing around, why are you messing around?" As soon as she entered the ward, Ms. Lin scolded Mo Ningyuan.

Mur Ningyuan: "......"

Tut-tut, don't you really blame Mo Ningyuan for thinking so?

If I put it on her, I'm afraid she would think the same way.

Mo Ningyuan raised his eyes, with a bitter expression on his face, and did not answer Ms. Lin's words.

"Ning Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yue looked at her son's expression and the wound on his forehead, and suddenly met Mr. Mo's gaze on the side, "Old Mo, how can you beat your son?" ”

When my son was young, I didn't forget to beat him, but this son was so old, and he still beat his son?

Still so heavy? Ms. Lin immediately didn't want to be Mr. Mo.

Her son is also a piece of meat that fell from her body, and of course she is distressed. clause