Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Zheng Yanran glanced at Mo Siting's uniform, "Have you not gone back yet?"

Mo Siting hummed lightly.

Zheng Yanran felt that Mo Siting looked different when he came back this time.

For example, when Lin Qiao was mentioned, his eyes did not change as before, and his emotions appeared more restrained and not exposed.

"Go see the doctor first." Mo Siting interrupted Zheng Yanran's questioning and said directly.

After Mo Siting took out the doctor's medical records and took pictures, he sent all these things to his friends who were far away abroad.

There was a call within minutes.

"The brain experts here have read the information, but they still need further clinical treatment. There are the most advanced equipment here, so they can recover conditionally."

When Zheng Yanran heard this, her whole body jumped up, "Is it true?"

"Yes."

She supported her chest. In the past month, in the ward, facing the silent man lying on the hospital bed, she has fallen into a low pressure, continuing her life with only one breath.

Both doctors and nurses said that it would be a miracle if the vegetative person could wake up.

Miracle.

Since childhood, Zheng Yanran has always been very lucky.

And in this matter, it seems that such luck has disappeared.

She was praying that she would rather transfer all her luck to Song Feng, to Song Feng's body, just so that he could wake up.

"Then let's go in the next few days. You go back and pack up first. I'll make a reservation for the flight over there."

"it is good."

Zheng Yanran hurriedly turned around and went out, just took two steps, stopped again, and turned back.

"Si Ting, you should go back and look for Lin Qiao. Lin Qiao must be very happy to see you coming back. She was already prepared to fly over to find you during the National Day holiday. Now that you're back alright."

Mo Siting said: "I came back to see Song Feng, and when I send you off by plane, I'm leaving too."

Zheng Yanran was a little taken aback, "You...don't you want to see Lin Qiao?"

"Don't go."

"What happened?" Zheng Yanran realized the seriousness of the matter, "Some time ago, she was kidnapped, and you didn't show up at such a critical moment. Where did you go?"

Mo Siting walked to the window and looked out the window, "Song Feng told me before that this was a relationship destined to end without a problem. I didn't listen to it at the time, but now I have made a decision."

Zheng Yanran knew that Song Feng was not optimistic about the matter between Mo Siting and Lin Qiao at the beginning. Although he did not deny that Lin Qiao was a good girl, but being a good girl did not mean that she was suitable for Mo Siting. big rich.

"I know this, but..." She was a little confused, "But you are already together, if you say you are not together now, then it is..."

"Yan Ran, this is my own private matter, I have my own plans."

Mo Siting's words completely broke Zheng Yanran's words in his stomach.

Zheng Yanran said: "If you...have something to say, just say it, don't...don't hurt that girl."

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Lin Qiao is still in school these two days.

She goes to school every day and studies with great interest. On Saturdays and Sundays, she goes to Professor Song's house to study art.

This winter, the art test will be held first, and now is the critical period.

She feels that she is fulfilled and has a purpose.

It's just that the holiday is coming soon, and I can go to the army to meet Mo Siting.

She came to school in the afternoon, and at the school gate, she happened to meet Zhu Ting who was running over from the other side.

Zhu Ting grabbed Lin Qiao's arm, narrowed her eyes, and said with a smile: "I said, why are you always blushing these two days? It turns out that Mo Siting is back. I haven't heard you mention it."

Lin Qiao froze for a moment, her eyes lost focus for a moment, "Who, who are you talking about?"

"Mo Siting!" Zhu Ting said, "My dad took me to the restaurant for dinner at noon today, and saw a figure coming out of the box, it was Mo Siting, what a coincidence."

Lin Qiao turned around and ran out of the school gate.

Zhu Ting called out from behind Lin Qiao: "Lin Qiaoqiao, class is about to start! Where are you going now?!"

Lin Qiao rushed out of the school gate as if she didn't hear it.

Standing on the busy road, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Now, where is she going?
Mo Siting came back, but he didn't contact her, nor did he go back to the apartment where the two of them lived together.

She has absolutely no idea.

Lin Qiao took out her mobile phone, and she immediately called Mo Siting.

This time the phone was different from usual, and after a few rings, it was finally connected.

When a very familiar voice came from the other end of the receiver, Lin Qiao could not help but tremble.

For the first time, Lin Qiao felt that it turns out that missing can reach such a point.

All the words are pale and powerless, only the sound of breathing at both ends of the earpiece, even if you don't speak, can be felt intimately.

"Mo Siting, are you back?"

Mo Siting's voice, just like the first one, was very cold and calm, as if he was stating a fact.

"Well, I came back two days ago to see Song Feng."

Two days ago?
It turned out that he came back two days ago, but Lin Qiao didn't see him.

"Are you... busy these two days?"

"Not busy either."

"Then...why don't you go home?"

The girl's voice was a little timid, even covered by the sound of the engine and the horn of the car in the busy traffic, and she asked cautiously.

Lin Qiao was even making excuses for him in his own heart.

He just came back now, so he must be very busy, so busy that he has no time to come back to see her, it must be like this.

Mo Siting said: "I'll give you that house. I'll get a real estate transfer certificate later, and I'll move out all my things. I won't go back to Los Angeles in the future."

Lin Qiao's pupils suddenly dilated.

It was as if there was a hand clamping her throat, pressing it desperately, making it impossible for her to breathe out.

"What do you mean?"

"I will still be in the army at this stage. I should be discharged in the next year or two and return to Ancheng. Originally, there was a good friend Song Feng in Luocheng. Song Feng will go abroad for treatment in two days. Probably won't come back."

Mo Siting seemed to be very patient, and told everyone, but only...

forget about her.

Lin Qiao's throat was unbearably stagnant, as if he had blocked his breath, unable to go up or down, just blocked in mid-air.

She asked in a hoarse voice, "Then... what about me?"