European-style spiral staircase, Ning Xiaomeng still remembers the scene of the first time she came here, fighting with the bodyguards on the second floor, then being kicked out, and then breaking in to save him, and then he broke up with her.

"Young Master, are you back?" A middle-aged man came down the stairs and said excitedly, this middle-aged man was none other than the housekeeper of MOSI Manor.

I didn't expect that after so many years, he is still doing his best here, and it seems that not only has nothing changed in this manor, but even the people have not changed.

"Where is my dad now?" Mo Xinchen ignored his greeting and asked lightly about the purpose of this trip.

"The lord is now doing chemotherapy in the hospital, alas~" He sighed because he felt sorry for the lord, how could a good person get liver cancer?

"In which hospital? What floor is it? Mo Xinchen still continued to ask lightly, and there was no emotion in his tone.

"Ward No. 483 on the fourth floor of the Municipal Hospital." The housekeeper replied truthfully, he was just a little puzzled why the young master didn't react when he heard that the old man was hospitalized, could it be that he knew it a long time ago? Where has the young master gone all these years? What did you go through?

After Mo Xinchen found out, he took her hand and walked out of the hall, as if he had only come to complete the task this time, and there was no trace of old feelings.

Ning Xiaomeng also dragged Xiao Chen's hand and let Mo Xinchen pull out, and after walking out of the hall, they went to the garage, and then picked up a Rolls-Royce inside, and went to the city hospital without stopping for a while.

On the way, Mo Xinchen didn't say a word, his expression was serious and indifferent, a feeling that no one was close, I don't know if it was because he wanted to see his father or didn't want to come.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" She asked, frowning. Ever since he arrived at the MOSI estate, he has been wearing a poker face and tense, not talking much, and not smiling.

Hearing this, he stiffly pulled out a smile, "I'm fine." ”

Everyone can see that something is wrong with him!

"It's okay, don't be like this, be happy, you see how happy Xiaochen is." As she spoke, she glanced at Xiao Chen, who was having a good time playing alone in the back seat, and he didn't stop when he heard that he was going to see his grandfather this afternoon.

"I'm sorry I'm used to it, I really can't laugh at him." This is not only a shadow of his childhood, but also because of some irrational practices.

Got used to it...... Mo Xinchen should be very lacking in fatherly love, right? Otherwise, how could he be so indifferent to his father.

After driving on the road for more than an hour, they rushed from the suburbs to the city hospital, got out of the car together and entered the hospital, and after consulting in front of the information desk, they took the elevator to the chemotherapy department on the fourth floor.

Along the way, according to the housekeeper's information, they found ward 483, and when she was about to open the door to enter, Mo Xinchen held her hand and hesitated.

Xiao Chen looked at Mo Xinchen, then at her, a little strange why he didn't open the door.

"What's wrong?" She smiled bitterly, understanding that he didn't want to face his father, she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, I'm not nervous, I still remember how much my dad hates me." "Speaking of which, she should be the most nervous.

Mo Xinchen scratched his head in annoyance, and in order to relieve the pressure, he suddenly looked into her eyes, and then leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Depend on...... What kind of way is this?

After a lip-and-tongue relationship, Ning Xiaomeng was already out of breath, and her lips were swollen as if she had eaten chili peppers, but she had wronged herself and made him, he seemed to have changed his mood and opened the door of the ward directly.

They walked in together, and the moment they saw him, she almost didn't know him, is this still the suave man he was back then? The whole person looks like he is twenty years older, that ...... Are he sure it's Mo Xinchen's father?

Seeing that Mo Xinchen didn't say whether it was right or wrong, she thought it should be him, and she put the gift she was carrying on the bedside table next to him.

"Dad, this is a little bit of heart that Xin Chen and I gave you, please accept it."

He ignored her, and had been staring at Mo Xinchen since they came in, and Mo Xinchen was also staring at him, and the two seemed to be making eye contact.

Suddenly, he shifted his gaze and saw Xiao Chen beside Mo Xinchen, Xiao Chen retreated behind his father with some fear, just because his eyes were too terrible.

"Whose child is this?" His voice was hoarse, and a little weakness could be heard from it.

"Now that Xiaomeng and I have been married for four years, whether you accept it or not, the facts are already in front of you. Son, called grandpa. Mo Xinchen bent down and put his big hand on Xiao Chen's back and pushed him forward.

"Grandpa, grandpa, my name is Mo Xichen, I am three years old this year, I heard that grandpa is sick, so my dad and I came to see you more than Mommy." Xiao Chen's voice trembled, and he was a little scared.

Mo Xinchen's father has achieved the effect of not being angry and self-authoritative at any time, and he makes people feel serious if he doesn't laugh.

Mo Yanqing didn't speak for a long time, seeing his inexplicable extra grandson, he didn't know whether he should be happy or angry, in the end, Mo Xinchen still didn't develop according to the script he wrote, but after learning that the Situ family had framed him, he changed his mind.