She was a little wronged by the fierceness, and her arm was touched by a man again, her face turned pale, "Hiss...it hurts!"

"Just know it hurts! Don't have a long memory!"

Mo Junzhe's face was icy cold, and he directly helped him up, his cold eyes glanced at the people around him, and his thin lips parted slightly, "I don't need to teach you how to deal with it?"

"Those who do it will be dismissed immediately, and will never be hired." Lin Fenghe smiled warmly, as if he was saying something that couldn't be easier, "I will naturally be responsible for the medical expenses...Of course Xiran is a family, so I should be responsible."

He paused, then smiled and said, "Is this enough?"

Mo Junzhe didn't speak immediately, but pursed his thin lips tightly, as if his anger was uncontrollable. He looked at Fengyuan and Mrs. Lin, but said nothing.

Fengyuan was stiff all over!

Mrs. Lin was also on the sidelines, not daring to breathe.

And Lin Feng and his smile finally couldn't hold back, "If you have to pursue it, I'm afraid I have to explain something for Xi Ran..."

what?
Bai Xiran frowned, not daring to move because of the pain in his wrist.

Lin Feng and his eyes were burning, staring at Mo Junzhe all the time, and it took him a while to say a few words with a smile.

"Testimonial."

As soon as these words came out, everyone else looked puzzled, but Dudu Mo Junzhe's expression suddenly changed.

Bai Xiran was startled, and murmured, "What testimonial?"

She was a little confused.

Could it be that Lin Fengyu still has something to do with Uncle Mo?
But the next moment, the porch door was pushed open, and Ah Yin rushed in.

"Little Master!"

He saw Mo Xiaobao next to him at a glance, and ran over excitedly and anxiously, "Oh little ancestor, are you okay, why are you running around, you're going to kill me..."

It was only halfway through that I realized that the atmosphere didn't seem right.

And my young master... has kept his head down, looking a little depressed.

"Xiaobao is fine, Ranran is injured." The little guy whispered.

Ah Yin was startled.

When was the young master so considerate?Speak so softly?

Transsexual?

"Send Madam and Xiaobao to the hospital." Mo Junzhe glanced at him with gloomy and cold eyes.

"Yes!" He wisely didn't ask, but called someone in, and carefully helped Bai Xiran into the car.

Bai Xiran's wrist hurt badly when he moved a little bit. At this time, his face was pale and cold sweat broke out, so he bit his lips and looked at Mo Junzhe, with a bit of grievance in his voice, "I'll go with Xiaobao first, come quickly."

"Got it." The man was obviously satisfied with her attitude at this time.

The seemingly non-existent complaints and dependence made his face more gentle.

Mo Junzhe patted Xiaobao on the head, "Take care of mom."

Mo Xiaobao stood there in a daze, and did not respond for a while.

The man's eyes shone slightly.

As usual... In such a situation, Xiaobao will definitely promise loudly.

Bai Xiran naturally noticed that the little guy was in a bad mood today.

After getting in the car, the little guy was sitting next to Bai Xiran, with tears in his big black and white eyes, and his little hands were tightly clutching the corner of her clothes, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Bai Xiran quickly comforted her, "What's the matter?"

"You are hurt……"

Xiaobao seemed to have held back for a long time before finally choking out these words. Bai Xiran stroked his head, and burst into tears with a "wow", "Does it hurt, does it hurt?"

"No pain……"

"Ranran lied! Xiaobao knows it hurts, Xiaobao knows it."

He was sobbing, tears streaming down his face.

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