My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

An Nuo didn't know why, but remembered the scene when the cub called "Daddy" for the first time. Learning to speak was a gradual process, from babbling to "ba ba ba ba", and then basically articulately calling out dad.

But Mo Shenghuan was different. He was a sudden attack, more like a surprise that had been prepared for a long time and was suddenly in front of him.

An Nuo secretly guessed that maybe his uncle had practiced it several times in private, and only now when he could clearly say "Nuo" did he show it to himself.

An Nuo was so excited that she covered her heart and rolled twice on the bed.

Mo Shenghuan sat where he was, quietly looking at the grinning boy rolling on the bed, like a lively and cute fluffy.

"Fluffy" had a mess of hair on his head, and he poked his head over, his eyes were bright as if they were full of little stars.

"nn?"

Mo Shenghuan raised his eyes, the slender eyelashes at the end of his eyes brushed lightly, and his tone was flat.

"Numinous, glutinous."

"Ah!" An Nuo couldn't help laughing, looking at the man with sparkling eyes.

"Mr. Mo, you are simply a genius!"

Today's teaching was a great success, An Nuo was so excited that he couldn't sleep at night.

Thinking of his uncle's cold jade-like voice, thinking of his perfect lip shape, he just said his name.

This is the first time Mo Shenghuan has spoken in more than ten years, and what he said is Nuo Nuo!

An Nuo grinned uncontrollably, feeling overwhelmed with joy, until Mo Shenghuan tapped the back of his hand with his fingers, and then held it.

Time to sleep.

When having breakfast the next day, An Nuo mysteriously called Aunt Yang and showed her.

Facing the boy's expectant eyes, Mo Shenghuan remained cooperative.

After Aunt Yang heard Mo Shenghuan speak, she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and pinched herself several times, suspecting that she was dreaming.

Master Sheng Huan has spoken!

Although there is only one word, this is the first time that Master Sheng Huan has spoken since his wife passed away!

What does this mean?

Is Master Shenghuan really getting better? !

Because she was too excited, Aunt Yang panted heavily, leaning on the chair and almost passed out.

Ma'am, have you seen it in the spirit of heaven!

An Nuo was smiling at first, but when she saw Aunt Yang's figure crumbling, she suddenly started wiping her tears, which made her startled.

"Master An, I, I'm fine." Aunt Yang stopped the young man who got up and wanted to help her, and wept with joy, "I'm willing to go see my wife right now, too!"

"Aunt Yang, what are you talking about?" An Nuo looked at Mo Shenghuan with a happy face, "Mr. Mo will get better and better!"

Aunt Yang wiped her tears, her eyes were full of joy.

"Let's keep this matter a secret first." An Nuo looked at Aunt Yang, "Before Mr. Mo got a little better, but he was targeted by people with ulterior motives. Now if we let them know that he will speak up, maybe he will do something."

"Master An, I'll listen to you." Aunt Yang nodded vigorously.

An Nuo asked for leave yesterday, and Qi Cheng told An Nuo early in the morning that after the professor got the leave note yesterday, he reiterated the question about asking for leave.

In any case, in his class, if there are more than three absences, the class must be repeated.

An Nuo went out to participate in a social event before, invited a party, invited again yesterday, there is one last chance left.

"No way, the professors basically know you, so I can't help but cover for you." Qi Cheng looked helpless, seeing that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and asked.

"Did something happen to your family yesterday?"

Qi Cheng is very clear that his brother is very serious about his studies, he doesn't fish for fish in class, and he reads books after class, he is definitely not someone who just misses classes casually.

An Nuo pursed her lips and nodded.

No matter what, everything I did yesterday was worth it.

"Ham, I knew it." Qi Cheng patted An Nuo on the back to comfort him, "Just pay attention in the future."

"By the way, the building manager told me yesterday that there was a pretty woman asking about you, but the uncle didn't let her go upstairs. I guess it might be your aunt's fan. You should pay more attention recently." Qi Cheng casually mentioned.

"I still have aunt fans?" An Nuo was flattered, "What can I do."

"Just because you look like my son." Qi Cheng and An Nuo joked, "Son, don't forget to solve dad's lifelong event!"

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In Mo's old house, Mr. Mo was wearing reading glasses, focusing on the company's quarterly plans and indicators in his hand.

As the leading real estate company in Jincheng, Mo's business is constantly expanding to the surrounding provincial capitals, and it is also developing new business formats.

Huaguo is now beginning to support private capital, participate in the city's water and electricity network facilities, and transform them in the direction of intelligence. This is an olive branch for the Mo family, which is originally engaged in the real estate industry.

Mr. Mo looked at a large number of unfamiliar terms in the document, such as "Internet +" and "Using Numbers to Empower Wisdom", and couldn't help taking off his glasses and pinching the space between his eyebrows.

The times are developing too fast, and I really can't keep up.

"My lord, drink some tea." Secretary Li brought tea at just the right temperature.

Mr. Mo put down the documents, leaned back in the chair, drank two sips of tea, and looked at Secretary Li.

"Where's Cheng Huan's child?"

"Master Cheng Huansun..." Secretary Li paused, "I'm recuperating."

"Cultivation?" Mr. Mo frowned, "I'm an old man, and I'm working hard to read the report here. What is his cultivation?"

Secretary Li remained silent.

Mr. Mo sensed something was wrong, "Did something happen to Cheng Huan?"

Secretary Li said helplessly, "Master Cheng Huan Sun, I invited a family doctor yesterday, and I have a record."

"Cheng Huan, is he injured?!" Mr. Mo immediately stood up, his eyes full of worry, "Is the situation serious?"

"According to the family doctor's description, it's not very serious. It's a flesh injury." Secretary Li said, "It's just that I may not be able to go out these days."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner!" Mr. Mo was a little anxious. In the current Mo family, only Mo Chenghuan is considered a relatively qualified successor. If something happened to Mo Chenghuan, after a hundred years, the Mo family might be destroyed. Those hyena-like offshoots are frantically biting clean.

"It's Young Master Cheng Huan who kept the family doctor tight-lipped. I think Young Master Cheng Huan probably doesn't want you to worry, so..."

"This kid!" Elder Mo looked helpless, picked up his crutches, "Hurry up, prepare the car."

Mo Chenghuan lived in his own private villa, more than half an hour's drive away from the old house. Mr. Mo got off the car and went straight to the villa. Mr. Mo's fingerprints were recorded on the fingerprint lock, so the journey was unimpeded.

It seemed that the villa hadn't been cleaned for a while, a few clothes were scattered on the sofa, and there were finished takeaway boxes in the trash can.Mr. Mo frowned, went up to the second floor and opened the bedroom door, only to see the Cheng family's youngest son holding his mobile phone, sitting beside him, watching his mobile phone and eating snacks.

"Mo, Grandpa Mo!" The bedroom door was suddenly opened, Cheng Cheng was startled, and almost threw the phone out.

"Where's Cheng Huan?" Mr. Mo frowned.

"It's right there!" Cheng Cheng stood up straight, pointing to the big bed in the bedroom, "I'm here to take care of Cheng Huan!"

Mr. Mo turned his head, looked at the person on the bed covered with a white towel, and almost couldn't lift it up.

"This is what the doctor ordered, cold compress!" Cheng Cheng quickly stepped forward to uncover the towel, and found that the ice wrapped in the towel had melted prematurely.

There is no way, the game is too fun, and the drama is too fragrant, I forget the time when I watch it.

Looking at the bruised and purple face under the towel, Mr. Mo fell silent.

"Grandpa Mo, if you look carefully, you can still recognize it!" Cheng Cheng tried his best to show, "This is the eyes, this is the nose, and this is the mouth."

"You say it!" Mr. Mo glared at Cheng Cheng. The Cheng family was looking for this troublesome child everywhere, but they didn't expect to find Cheng Huan here.

"How can you be beaten up like this?" Mr. Mo looked at Cheng Cheng with dissatisfaction on his face, "Did you bring trouble?"

"Grandpa Mo, I'm wronged!" Cheng Cheng yelled aggrievedly, "Cheng Huan has been like this since he came back yesterday. I asked him who called him, but he didn't say a word. It's me, and I'll bring him a family doctor."

Mr. Mo frowned, and looked at Mo Chenghuan's hand. There was no scar on the back of his hand, let alone swelling, which meant that he didn't even resist after being beaten like this.

what happened?

"Cheng Huan." Mr. Mo stood by the bed, frowning, "Tell me, who beat you like this!"

There's no reason for that, you dare to beat someone from my Mo family!

Hearing the old man's voice, Mo Chenghuan opened his unswollen eye and shook his head hard.

Seeing his grandson like this, Mr. Mo was distressed, but also a little depressed. His handsome face was beaten like this. There was so much hatred and resentment, but the grandson didn't say who beat him.

Mr. Mo looked at Secretary Li, and his meaning was self-evident.

Secretary Li understood and looked at Cheng Sheng.

"Master Cheng, did you mention anything to you when Master Cheng Huan Sun left yesterday?"

Cheng Cheng blinked, "I really don't know anything."

Mr. Mo snorted and looked over, "Your father has been looking for you these two days, why don't I send you there?"

Cheng Cheng remembered that yesterday, he just gave the bag to his dear mother, and he also promised that he would never cause trouble again. The wind beside his pillow had not had time to blow, if he was taken back by Mr. Mo like this.

I'm afraid... my father will break my leg on the spot.

"That..." Cheng Cheng looked apologetically at Mo Chenghuan who was on the bed.

"Tell me, I promise Cheng Huan won't trouble you."

Sorry bro!

Cheng Cheng immediately took out a box of chocolates from the bedroom refrigerator and handed it to Secretary Li.

"Cheng Huan took this out yesterday, and then brought it back intact. It's not intact, there is a footprint on it!"

"What else?" Mr. Mo took the chocolate from Secretary Li.

Who will Cheng Huan give chocolates to?

"Also, and..." Cheng Cheng suddenly remembered, "Yesterday, before Cheng Huan left, he talked to a girl named Yu Wen. Yu Wen said sorry for making him suspicious, and Cheng Huan made it clear on his own. Clear, but after he sat for a while, he went to buy chocolates!

I asked him what he was going to do, and he said he was meeting someone and needed an explanation. "

Mr. Mo looked at Mo Chenghuan, and he had heard a lot of gossip about the girl from the Yu family, but according to the investigation, Yu Wen and her fake girlfriend had known each other for a long time.

But Mo Chenghuan was taken to Yu's house by himself a few days ago, and met the little girl for the first time.

Mo Chenghuan definitely didn't do it, so who is he going to explain to Chenghuan?

The first thing Mr. Mo thought of was Mo Shenghuan. It was normal for Mo Chenghuan to want to explain to the victim, but his second uncle would definitely not make a move, let alone beat someone like this.

The appearance of a boy slowly emerged in Mr. Mo's mind.

Seeing the wound on Mo Chenghuan's face, Mr. Mo probed, "You went to see your second uncle, and was beaten by your uncle?"

"No, it's not." Mo Chenghuan's face was swollen, and it was a bit difficult to speak, but he quickly rejected it.

Mr. Mo stared at Mo Chenghuan for a moment, and Mo Chenghuan met Mr. Mo's eyes very firmly.

"A liar will often look firmly in the eyes of the other person, because you are judging whether I believe it or not." Mr. Mo said quietly, "It was really beaten by your uncle." "

Mo Chenghuan's eyes moved.

"No way, you were beaten like this by An Nuo?" Cheng Cheng had an incredulous expression on his face, "He is so much shorter than you, did he jump up and hit you, or did you get up to him?"

"Let's go to Shenghuan's." Mr. Mo turned around with a serious face, "I'd like to ask you, uncle, why you beat someone!"