Double treasures are coming: the group-loving mommy has lost her vest again

"Can such rubbish enter the market? It will be immediately invalidated!"

Mo Ling's eyes flashed, his eyes deep and sharp.

"Yes, yes, I will follow Mr. Mo's instructions. I will have someone deal with it right away."

"Mommy, uncle lost a lot of blood."

Qin An frowned, and Liang Liang's voice was unusually clear.

"Mr. Mo, let me take you to the infirmary to bandage it."

The manager looked at the fist-sized wound on Mo Ling's arm with worry on his face.

Mo Ling didn't care at all, but looked at Qin Li thoughtfully.

"Mr. Mo, since there is someone to lead the way, let's..."

Anyway, Mo Ling was taken care of by someone, and they wouldn't be able to help him if they stayed.

"Mom, Mommy, let's go with uncle... okay?"

Qin Ping finally stopped crying. His eyes were swollen and his mouth was flat in grievance. He pulled the corner of Qin Li's clothes and stammered to beg her.

"Ok."

For the sake of saving Ping Ping, it doesn't hurt to go there.

This saves the little girl from worrying about his injury and not being able to enjoy playing games...

"Uncle, if you feel pain, you can cry. Ping Ping won't laugh at you."

Qin Ping covered his eyes with both hands, occasionally exposing the gaps between his fingertips, and peeked at the doctor wiping Mo Ling's wound with alcohol cotton.

However, Mo Ling's expression remained unchanged and he didn't even frown.

"Mommy, it must be very painful for uncle. I'll give him a blow and it won't hurt anymore."

After saying that, Qin Ping let go of Qin Li's hand and ran to Mo Ling in small steps.

Blow on his wound twice.

Mo Ling looked at her, feeling warm in his heart.

He had lost count of how many injuries he had suffered, and the scars on his body were too numerous to count.

Every time before, it was much more serious than this time, but no time was as hurt as today... worth it.

"After you go back, eat a lighter diet and stay away from water. Just change the medicine in a few days and it will be fine." The doctor warned.

Mo Yi took the medicine prescribed by the doctor and "helped" Mo Ling up.

In fact, Mo Ling's injury was not serious at all.

But for some reason, Mo Ling wanted to show weakness in front of the mother and son...

"Since Mr. Mo is fine, let's leave first."

Qin Li took Qin Ping and Qin An's hand again and planned to take them away.

Mo Ling's cold and deep voice came from behind -

"Is this how Miss Qin treats your daughter's savior?"

Qin Li stood still and took out his mobile phone.

"Ding--"

Mo Ling's cell phone rang.

He lit up the screen, which was the transfer information——

【Transfer Yuan】

"This is the compensation for Mr. Mo's medical expenses, mental loss and lost work time. If Mr. Mo feels it is not enough or is not satisfied, you can still..."

"I saved Pingping with just a little effort. But Miss Qin thinks that Pingping's life is only worth ten thousand?" A sneer appeared on Mo Ling's lips, "If I were not here today, do you think Pingping can still stand safe and sound now?" here?"

The words were full of accusations.

A trace of self-blame flashed in Qin Li's eyes, but it was quickly hidden behind his eyes.

It was her failure to take good care of Pingping, but as an outsider, why should he interfere in her family affairs?

What right did he have to accuse her?

"I will not make the same mistake today again, and I would like to thank Mr. Mo for his 'little effort'."

When it comes to arguing her case, she won't put herself at a disadvantage.

"I hope Miss Qin will keep her promise and be a competent mother."

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Mo." Qin Li retracted his gaze and whispered, "Be safe, let's go."

"I hope Miss Qin will not forget to promise me."

Promise him?

Qin Li suddenly remembered the conditions under which Mo Ling agreed to take her to the Qilin Art Exhibition——

Let him be alone with Ping Anan for a day!

Since we met today and he mentioned it again, it might as well...

Qin Li's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

She knelt down and asked them to stand in front of her: "Ping An, we will play games later, okay?"

"Okay, okay~" Qin Ping was the first to applaud and cheer.

She has always liked handsome people, no, Uncle Mo!

It's just that his mother doesn't seem to like him.

Qin An shrugged and said he had no objection.

Qin Li turned around and looked at Mo Ling with a half-smile: "In that case, it's better to choose a day than to hit it! I wonder if you are free today, Mr. Mo? Of course, if your inspection work has not been completed, then..."

"available."

Mo Ling raised an eyebrow and gave Mo Yi a look.

Mo Yi turned around and left very wisely, taking away another "light bulb" at the same time.

"Mr. Mo, your injury..."

"It's ok."

Mo Ling said three words lightly.

Mo Ling arranged the rest of the time in an orderly manner.

A sumptuous children's lunch completely won over Qin Ping's stomach.

"Mommy, ho, ho ho eat, ho ho ho eat this too..."

Qin Ping's mouth was full, with a happy expression on his face.

"Ping Ping, don't talk when you eat or sleep." Qin Li educated her seriously.

Mo Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with the way Qin Ping was eating.

As a child, happiness and contentment are the most important thing.

On the contrary, he thought Qin Ping's look of gobbling up food was cute.

At least he is more like a child than the silent Qin An.

Mo Ling's eyes fell on Qin An.

Qin An didn't eat much.

After eating, he was alone and quietly took out a machine lock from his backpack.

Frowning, he focused on tapping on it.

"Can you let me try?"

Mo Ling took the initiative to invite him, his eyes fixed on Qin An for a moment.

Qin An hesitated for a while and uttered four words: "This is difficult."

Mo Ling said softly: "I want to try it."

Qin An thought again and handed the machine lock to Mo Ling's hand.

Mo Ling was not in a hurry to dismantle it, but looked at the mechanism lock from top to bottom, 360 degrees without blind spots.

Then, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, found one of the directions, and started fiddling with it quickly.

In less than ten minutes, the machine lock clicked and suddenly split into several pieces of wood.

Qin An's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the long and short wooden blocks scattered on the table in disbelief.

He actually, really succeeded?

Qin An wanted to ask Mo Ling how he cracked the mechanism lock, but he swallowed the words as he spoke.

Mommy doesn't seem to like this Uncle Mo.

Qin An peeked at Qin Li and happened to meet her eyes.

"what's wrong?"

"It's okay, Mommy."

Qin An withdrew his gaze, his eyes constantly wandering between the piles of wooden strips on the table.

"Handsome uncle, did you break An An's baby?"

Unknowingly, Qin Ping burped, glanced at the dismantled wooden bars, and asked curiously.

Qin An raised his eyebrows and answered smoothly: "Uncle, this is a gift from Uncle Ji. Please restore it."

Uncle Ji?

Is it Ji Chen?

Hearing this name, Mo Ling felt a sense of sourness in his heart for no reason.

But he suppressed the sour smell and reset the machine lock in a matter of minutes.

During the process of his reset, Qin An stared at his technique intently.

However, Mo Ling's movements were too fast.

Although Qin An's little mind was flexible, he still had no time to write down the whole process.

How to do?

He hasn't learned yet...