And in the ward.

Mo Xiaobao was still holding the phone in his hand, holding it high so that Mo Junzhe wouldn't touch it.

"Give me the phone."

"No." The little guy sternly refused.

Mo Junzhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at him coldly, "I'll say it again, give me the phone."

"I won't give it!"

The father and son were tit for tat.

And Mo Xiaobao is not willing to be obedient at all, in his heart, his father is now a big liar.

He raised his face and looked at him directly, his cheeks were bulging, and he complained loudly.

"You lied again."

Mo Junzhe's face darkened, and he wanted to reach out to grab the phone.

But at this time Xiaobao had already jumped far away, relying on the fact that the man couldn't get out of the bed, he pretended to be far away and had to press Bai Xiran's phone number again.

The man's face suddenly became gloomy again.

"Mo Xiaobao, you don't listen to me now?"

Xu is a sense of majesty developed over the years.

When it comes to Mo Junzhe, whenever he loses his temper, the little guy will always feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

He looked directly from the side, and simply hid behind Mo Weitian.

Xiaofentuanzi was sitting on Mo Junzhe's hospital bed, babbling and playing with toys.

He still couldn't sit still, so he just lay down next to Mo Junzhe's legs, watching the father and son quarrel.

He also thought that the two were joking, so he laughed happily.

With this life-saving talisman, Mo Xiaobao finally became more courageous.

"Father, you are going too far! Let Uncle Xiong Dong trick us to come here before, but now you lie to Ranran. She will definitely be angry if you do this."

"As long as you don't tell me, how will she know that I'm lying?" Mo Junzhe was confident, and naturally he couldn't admit his guilt in front of the child.

He glanced coldly outside the ward, and sure enough, he found Xiong Dong shivering and daring to speak.

"If you tell a lie, you have to fill it up with countless lies! It's the same for adults and children."

There was some coldness in Mo Junzhe's eyes, and he tried his best to suppress the boredom in his heart.

Seeing that the little guy didn't intend to call to complain anymore, he looked at him quietly.

"You know your mother is angry with me." The man was calm and his voice was gentle, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

There was a very faint smile on his lips, looking at Mo Xiaobao, his expression eased a lot, only his brows were still slightly frowning, "She doesn't want to see me now, what should I do?"

The little guy lifted his lips and was speechless for a while.

He actually knew that Ranran had quarreled with his father.

"When I went back that day, Ranran's face was not good-looking, and I knew she was unhappy at a glance. But even so, Dad, you can't lie...Ranran usually doesn't like others to lie to her." After all, the little guy still hopes The two reconciled.

After thinking for a long time, he lay on the railing of the hospital bed and racked his brains to help him find a way, "But Ranran will arrive soon, if you are found to be lying, it will definitely be a bigger problem."

"She will definitely go back immediately, and she will take her sister and Xiaobao back together." Although the little guy was analyzing, Mo Junzhe actually knew better than him that this would happen with a 100% probability.

For a moment the air was silent.

The father and son looked at each other, and they could see the melancholy in each other's eyes.

After a long stalemate, it was Mo Junzhe who took the initiative to speak, staring at the little bun's face, coughed lightly, and finally relented.

"You think of a way."

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