What is the height of the cold, standing at the top of the house Lin Mohan looked down at everything in front of him, there was a feeling that the world was under his feet, and that feeling could be described in one word "Cool!" ”

But he is also lonely, the office is transparent with glass and made into a semi-circular ball, the sunlight looks like polarized glasses from different angles, you can see colorful, very good-looking, from the outside you can't see the inside of the situation, and the light shining inside is blocked out a lot, so there is sunlight inside but not the kind of big sun that makes you black, this environment is quite comfortable.

The floor of the office is snow-white, and Lin Mohan's desk is a large black table made of fine wood, with a small sofa next to it, which looks suitable for negotiations, and a small black table as high as the chair.

"Mr. Lin, Miss Mo was rescued by Xiao Yichen, look, this?" Zhang Lei, dressed in a suit, stood behind Lin Mohan and said solemnly.

"Huh?" Lin Mohan is also wearing a professional black suit, he looks particularly manly, he is born with a cold temperament, after hearing this, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said lightly, "Xiao Yichen is back, time flies so fast, I almost forgot that he exists." His tone sighed slightly, and after saying these words, he began to be silent again, his eyes looking out for a moment.

"This, Mr. Lin, do you want to continue to let him hang out for a few years?"

Lin Mohan turned around and looked out the window with indifferent eyes, "No need, he doesn't give up, even if he sends him a few times, it's useless." ”

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean?" Zhang Lei was a little puzzled.

“。 ET" Lin Mo's face was as cold as frost, staring at Zhang Lei's heart a little hairy, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Zhang Lei nodded hurriedly.

Mo Qianxia, Xiao Yichen still dares to come back for you........ Lin Mohan frowned, turned around again, looked at the sky outside, touched the glass with his left hand, and his eyes were confused for a moment, but they were quickly replaced by indifference.

Xiao Yichen, who was in the hospital at this time, had no idea that his whereabouts had been monitored by Lin Mohan.

"Qianxia, you are too thin, you have to eat more meat and less vegetables." Xiao Yichen sat next to Mo Qianxia and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, holding a packed box of lunch in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand, smiling and preparing to feed Mo Qianxia.

"Brother Yichen, what are you?" Mo Qianxia looked at Xiao Yichen a little uncomfortably, he always felt that his current appearance was so strange, it was really unacceptable, he was not like this before, and today he feels extremely weird.

"What? Your brother Yichen feeds you, so you don't want to? Are you still angry with me? I shouldn't have sent your mother to jail? But ah, it's okay to be angry, but only if you have to have the strength to do it, so you eat enough first, and then continue to be angry with me, what do you think? Xiao Yichen scooped up a spoonful of the food in the packing box with a spoon and put it to Mo Qianxia's mouth.

When Mo Qianxia saw the food in his mouth, he was stunned for three seconds, and suddenly opened his mouth to say a word, and Xiao Yichen almost returned to the west angrily, "Brother Yichen, are you out of love, or have you been stimulated by something?" ”

When Xiao Yichen heard this, he felt a gust of cold wind drifting by, his heart was cold, and his smiling face suddenly stiffened, and he slowly withdrew the spoon that was put on Mo Qianxia's mouth, a little dull.

"Asatsu, can't you forgive me?"

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became a little awkward, and a trace of sadness flashed in Mo Qianxia's eyes, "I know that you are for my good, but no matter how much she is excessive, she is still my mother, and I am still related to her by blood, this is a fact that cannot be changed, even if it is ..... She really wanted to kill me, and I wouldn't resist. ”

"Are you crazy, Mo Qianxia, you have a little brain, she is going to kill you, kill you, if I come back a little later, you will be beaten to death by her, you are 21 years old, not young, she is crazy, you are crazy with her!" Xiao Yichen suddenly felt as if he had slipped out of his mouth, and was stunned for a moment.

Mo Qianxia also stared at him tightly for a moment, "Have you seen my mother?" ”

Xiao Yichen shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Okay, I admit that I saw you faint from being beaten by her, stopped her, and called the police to take her away afterwards, it's my fault, it's all because I care too much about you, so I will do this, but I can't understand your statement." ”

"Incomprehensible? It was I who killed my father, and let her kill me, which is also a life, and she is not at fault. Mo Qianxia sighed a little, at the age of 21 years old, but the words revealed a trace of vicissitudes.

When Xiao Yichen heard Mo Qianxia's words, he immediately broke out, and put the packing box on the small table where Mo Qianxia put things, and there was a glass of water on the table, because as soon as he put it down, the water cup vibrated and rolled to the ground.

"Bang!" All of a sudden, it shattered, and the water splashed on Xiao Yichen's shoes, but Xiao Yichen didn't move half a step, just looked at Mo Qianxia who was sitting on the hospital bed with an incomprehensible look.

Silent, silent, Mo Qianxia was silent, her head was slightly lowered, and her slender hair leaned towards the sides of her face because she lowered her head.

"It's too fucking rare to have such a filial child as you these days." Xiao Yichen had a face that wanted to get angry but not angry, nodded twice angrily, and smiled.

"Otherwise, if you want, what's the matter, you don't know what happened back then, let her beat, I have this surplus value, do you want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life, you know, my heart is tormented all the time, she beats me, but I can feel a little less guilty." Mo Qianxia suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Yichen with extremely sad eyes.

"You!" Xiao Yichen looked at Mo Qianxia very distressed, and after saying a word of you, he felt as if his throat was choked by a ghost, and he couldn't say a single one.

Turn around, open the door, and bam! The door was closed, and the person was gone.

"What should I do, what should I do, it's so painful to live, Brother Yichen, why are you coming back, why don't you let her beat me to death, so that I don't have to feel guilty."

Mo Qianxia sat on the hospital bed, her feet bent, her hands folded and her head buried in it, this action seemed to be her favorite action, and she liked to use this position when she was beaten before.

"Damn, why, Lin Mohan, you have harmed Qianxia like this, one day I will take back what you did to Mo Qianxia." The hatred for Lin Mohan in Xiao Yichen's heart had reached its peak, his handsome face was a little distorted at the moment, his left hand was holding his chest, and his breathing became short.

It has always been his point of provoking others and bullying others, but every time he faces Mo Qianxia, it seems that he is easy to become impetuous.

Suddenly.