It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Wiping away the tears on his face indiscriminately, Lin Yang turned around and was about to leave.

But a hand grabbed his arm, "Don't go."

Mo Ningxuan's voice sounded a little weak, quite different from usual.

Being pulled like this, Lin Yang stopped immediately, turned to look at Mo Ningxuan, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Mo Ningtian, who had been neglected since Mo Ningxuan opened his eyes, frowned, a little confused.

Mo Ningxuan really woke up...

Mo Ningtian only felt that Mo Ningxuan was really damn hard-nosed, and seeing that the two of them completely ignored the group of people here, he felt a sense of presence.

"Cough, Ning Xuan, are you awake?" Mo Ningtian slowed down his voice, with a kind expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ningxuan looked over upon hearing the sound and raised his eyebrows, as if he had just discovered that Mo Ningtian was also there.

The expression suddenly seemed to eat a fly, frowning, "Why are you here?"

This facial expression is obviously worth pondering, and the relationship between Mo Ningtian's uncle and nephew is obviously not as harmonious as Mo Ningtian said.

It can even be said to be a bit tense.

The reporters on one side all have a keen sense of news, and they all understood what was going on when they saw this situation.

It's not just those dramas in the rich and powerful families who compete for status and property.

But in the end, because of Mo Ningtian's affection, he didn't shoot anything.

Mo Ningxuan saw that Mo Ningtian was frozen in place, didn't respond, and was a little dissatisfied, "If you have nothing to do, I invite you out. Even if there is something to do, it's best to get out before I get angry."

It was obvious that Mo Ningxuan's voice sounded a little weak, but his appearance was not angry and majestic.

His stern facial features made him look extraordinarily unkind, and the cold light from the starry eyes under the two sword-shaped eyebrows made people feel awe involuntarily.

Mo Ningtian's face froze, but he managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Ning Xuan, look at what you said—"

But before he finished speaking, Mo Ningxuan interrupted, "Don't call me that, it's disgusting."

This time it was embarrassing, he only spoke half of what he had said, and was left to hang out without embarrassment.

After Mo Ningxuan said this, he ignored Mo Ningtian and the others, so Mo Ningtian had no choice but to leave in desperation.

But before he left, he still didn't forget to say, "Then I'll come and see you next time."

The thickness of this cheek is the best in the world, even Lin Yang was amazed, but Mo Ningxuan coldly glanced at the direction of the door, then looked away, without speaking, just staring at Lin Yang.

Mo Ningxuan's pupils were deep black, like a bottomless pool of water.

Lin Yang stammered after showing it to him, "By the way, what did you want to tell me just now?"

For some reason, Lin Yang felt that Mo Ningxuan looked different now than before. She always felt that the man looked so cold, like a snow mountain that would not melt for a thousand years.

Obviously he hasn't shown such feelings to himself for a long time.

Before he could think about it, Mo Ningxuan's joy of waking up washed away all the slightest strangeness, and Lin Yang only felt happy.

"What do you mean?" Mo Ningxuan asked coldly.

"what?"

Lin Yang was startled, Mo Ningxuan's words were endless, she really didn't know what Mo Ningxuan was referring to.

Seeing Lin Yang's wide-eyed and innocent expression, Mo Ningxuan suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightened his grip on Lin Yang's wrist.

"Why do you speak for me? I'm dead, or if Mo Ningtian succeeds, you should be very proud, right?" Mo Ningxuan frowned slightly, looking at Lin Yang with no warmth in his eyes.

Hearing these words, Lin Yang's mind buzzed, and he suddenly remembered what the doctor said before the operation.

"Patients may experience memory impairment, and partial memory loss."

Lin Yang still remembered asking the doctor if his memory would recover.

The doctor shook his head, indicating that it would depend on the situation.

Now Mo Ningxuan's reaction seemed to be exactly the same as what the doctor said, Lin Yang took a deep breath.

Only then did he squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Stop joking with me—"

Lin Yang was a little scared, she had a little bit of luck, she hoped that this was a joke made by Mo Ningxuan and herself.

But the reality quickly dealt her a heavy blow, and the man snorted coldly.

"Just kidding, do you think I look like a joke?"

"It's not like—" Lin Yang spit out these two words with some pain, Mo Ningxuan almost mercilessly squeezed her wrist, the wrist bone felt as painful as being crushed.

Even so, Mo Ningxuan still presses on step by step, not letting Lin Yang go at all.

Hearing such an answer, a mocking smile appeared on Mo Ningxuan's lips, "Then why don't you tell the truth?"

Tell the truth?
Lin Yang smiled bitterly, how could he tell the truth?

Not to mention whether he would believe this question if he told Mo Ningxuan, even if he wanted to say it, Lin Yang didn't know where to start and what to say.

So Lin Yang didn't speak, and she was silent for a moment.

Mo Ningxuan took this as a sign of Lin Yang's guilty conscience, "Oh, it seems that you are hiding many things from me."

"..."

How many things have been forgotten, Lin Yang only feels a headache.

For a while, I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The happy thing is that the doctor said that once Mo Ningxuan wakes up, his life will be safe. The sad thing is that Mo Ningxuan seems to have forgotten everything.

It's like a stand-alone game. After finally passing five levels and killing six generals, it is almost the end, and the result suddenly tells you that all the save files are gone, and you have to start all over again.

Lin Yang felt his eyes go dark, seeing the ferocious expression on Mo Ningxuan's handsome face, he pressed the calling bell beside the bed.

In the end, Mo Ningxuan finally let go of Lin Yang's hand after being given a sedative by the rushed doctor, and calmed down obediently.

Just before he fell asleep he kept yelling, "What are you going to do to me?"

Looking at Mo Ningxuan who was sleeping soundly, his face was still a little pale, he was obviously sick and weak, and he didn't know where he grabbed himself so hard just now.

With a sound, he put the stethoscope back into his pocket, and led Lin Yang out.

"The good news is that the patient's recovery is very good, and there is almost nothing abnormal. The bad news is that it just happened." The doctor spread his hands.

Lin Yang was a little embarrassed, "Doctor, what can he do in such a situation?"

"You try to talk to him about the previous things, maybe he will recover faster."

This "maybe" made Lin Yang's heart tremble.

She thought about Mo Ningxuan's expression before he fell asleep, and guessed that if he waited for Mo Ningxuan to recover, she would have to be strangled to death by him.

After seeing off the doctor, Lin Yang became completely melancholy.

She didn't go into the ward again, just stood outside.

In fact, she did not want to see Mo Ningxuan because of her own reasons.

The current memory of Mo Ningxuan seems to have stayed at the time when the relationship between the two of them was at its worst, and this was also the time when Lin Yang was most afraid of Mo Ningxuan.

Thinking of the man's cold eyes, which seemed to have quenched the cold light, Lin Yang couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

Mo Ningxuan, what exactly do you want from me?