Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1130 Young Mistress Mo
The doctor paused.

This sigh made Yan Xinxin feel dazed and backed away weakly.

"Xi, brother Xi..."

"Heart!"

"Little wish!"

Lin Yuanai and Ning Zitong rushed to Yan Xinxin's side to support her.

Seeing this, the doctor sweated even more, and spoke immediately.

"Young Madam Mo, don't worry. I just want to say that Master Mo is really tenacious. After several rounds of rescue, his life is no longer in danger!"

"what?"

Yan Xinxin seemed to have found her own heartbeat.

"Are you serious? Really! Chu Xi is really fine!"

"Yes! What I said is true!"

The doctor said for sure.

"I was relieved just now. After all, it was Young Master Mo. To be honest, I was really stressed when I did it, but luckily, Young Master Mo made it through!"

Hearing the doctor's words, everyone was completely relieved.

Yan Xinxin hugged Xiaochun tightly, her eyes clouded with tears.

"Xiaochun, Xiaochun, did you hear that? Papa is fine, papa will be able to play with you soon! It's okay..."

she muttered to herself.

never mind.

It's really all right.

The sunshine of early May scattered in through the window like a dream.

Yan Xinxin took a fork and delivered a sliced ​​apple to someone's mouth.

"what……"

she motioned.

The man looked at her, then opened his thin lips.

"what……"

Seeing his obedient appearance, Yan Xin couldn't help but smile.

"Mo Chuxi, you are so stupid."

"As long as my wife says it, I'm willing to do anything."

He opened his thin lips lightly, with a frivolous tone, a low magnetic voice, and looked at her obsessively with those deep and charming electric eyes.

"If you really listened to me like that, you wouldn't have said anything about asking me to remarry..."

"Mu Qian, I hope you can hear me clearly. I never said that I want you to remarry. If you dare to remarry, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost..."

"Don't say leave me in the future, I can't live without you in this life."

"Okay, let's not talk, huh?"

He coaxed in a low voice.

"You, Mu Qian, wish that you will only belong to me, Mo Chuxi, in this life, huh?"

"Ok!"

"..."

Yan Xinxin quickly raised her eyes, and her beautiful eyes gave him a light glance.

"Young Master Mo, you've been in the hospital for almost two weeks. The doctor said you've been fine for a long time, so you're still pretending! Get up quickly! You're out of the hospital!"

"Good good..."

Mo Chuxi repeatedly agreed helplessly.

"It's rare to let me take a vacation and insist on exposing me."

"You're on vacation, but you know what people outside say, that my young mistress Mo is now a widow!"

"..."

Mo Chuxi was speechless for a moment, but frowned.

After tidying up for a while, Mo Chuxi finally changed into a white shirt, black trousers, with a handsome and tall posture, and he was still a noble young man.

During the time when Mo Chuxi was convalescing in the independent ward, the outside world didn't know it at all, and the Internet was full of news about his "death" of Mo Chuxi.

But now Yan Xinxin held Mo Chuxi's hand, leaned her head on his arm, and went home sweetly...

It's just that the two of them were stepping into the gate of the Mohist manor, when they heard someone's pungent voice.

"Half a month has passed, and Chu Xi's death can no longer be concealed! There is no way to delay it like this. Parents, the Dijue Group cannot be left alone for a day!"

"That's right! Yongshu is right. Dijue is a huge multinational chaebol, how can there be no one who makes decisions? Since Chu Xi is dead, you should face the reality!"

"Who told you that Chu Xi is dead!"

(End of this chapter)