The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

"You leaving now will only make Ye Han suspect that you were the one who did what happened to Xiao Mo!" Ye Lin replied, his eyes seemed to be calm and calm, but at that moment, there seemed to be a sharp flash of light light, and then he asked back, "Are you trying to help him take the blame?"

Xu Xun said again, "Do you also suspect that he did it?"

Ye Lin said, "Ye Han will investigate this matter, and he will know who did it by then."

Xu Xun said, "Your father has always been strict in doing things. Lin Xiaomo is now the princess of country M. If she touches her, he will be an enemy of country M. He shouldn't be so stupid."

Hearing what she said, Ye Lin raised his eyes slightly, and could tell that she was suspicious of others, or that she was suspicious of him!

"Goujitiaoqiang is the way to describe him!" he said.

Xu Xun pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that the son in front of her was a little different, but she couldn't describe that feeling.

"Ye Lin, you..." She really wanted to ask him if he was planning something, if so, she was willing to help him.

"What?" Ye Lin asked, her aura seemed to have changed.

Xu Xun could only shake his head again, but didn't say what he wanted to say.

"If you have nothing else to do, go back first." Ye Lin said, also not wanting her to ask something that shouldn't be asked.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Xu Xun replied, between her husband and her son, she naturally chose her son, so no matter what he was planning, she would support her!

And everything is within Yelin's plan.

Here, when Ye Han came out of the police station, his aura was frozen for thousands of miles, which made everyone dare not approach him easily.

"Your Highness, are you going back to the hospital now?" Mousse accompanied him to the police station, and he also heard the man's transcript just now. If you take this step, you really dig your own grave!

"En." Ye Han replied, his voice was not warm, his cheeks puffed up a bit, and his heart was itching with hatred.

Mousse can understand his feelings. Whenever Lin Xiaomo is injured, the pain that is put on him is calculated by hundreds or thousands of times. It seems that he will not be merciful anymore.

Mousse drove the car over, and Ye Han didn't say a word after getting into the car.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the hospital, and Ye Han went directly to the ward.

"Father, why isn't mom awake?" Ye Jue waited anxiously.

Yehan said, "It may be later, you and I go home first."

Ye Jue frowned and said, "No, I want to stay here with my mother, and I want to wait for her to wake up."

Ye Han said, "My brother is still at home, if you don't go back, he should be worried."

"But mom..." Ye Jue wanted to guard Xia Ying even more, just like she guarded him every step after he had a car accident last time, he thought she would be able to see him when she woke up.

Yehan's face was cold when he came in, and he looked extraordinarily serious, as if he had returned to the past.

"Your aunt should know about this too. Go back and tell her that your mother is fine, so she can rest assured."

Ye Jue pursed his lips. Every time he showed such an expression, he didn't dare to ask for anything.

"Mousse, send him back." Ye Han ordered, looking at Liu Zhi and said, "You go back with them too, help Xiao Mo pack some clean clothes and come back today."

"It's Your Highness." Liu Zhi replied, and noticed that his aura was different from usual, that kind of majesty emanated from his bones, which could easily shock people's hearts.