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

Half a semester passed before I knew it, and it was mid-May in a blink of an eye. Qi Cheng was happily preparing things to bring home for the Dragon Boat Festival next month, but An Nuo became more and more restless.

An Lin said that Mo Shenghuan died on the first day of July in the last life, less than [-] days from now, although seeing that his uncle has been a little busy recently and his body is still in excellent condition, An Nuo is still worried.

Going to the supermarket with Qi Cheng, An Nuo bought two nutritional supplements and was full of worries along the way.

"Nuo, why is there such an expression?" Qi Cheng picked up the things he brought for his family and stared at An Nuo curiously, "Who bullied you?"

"No." An Nuo shook his head, looking at the things in his hand, "My family is getting busier and busier, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on, so I'll take something to see Mr. Mo and see how he's recovering."

"Other people's families are looking forward to their husbands being Jackie Chan, so let him work hard, you are a bit too soft-hearted." Qi Cheng smiled, "If your little fairy boy inherits the Mo family, you will be beautiful."

An Nuo felt a pain in his head, "The scenery is a hammer."

After Mo Chenghuan inherited the Mo family in the previous life, many people congratulated him, and there was a strong sense of yin and yang in their words. The basic summary is: look at your appearance, you have a bad family background, and you have no ability. Being able to be Mo Chenghuan's partner, you are truly a blessing.

Zhang Yun didn't like An Nuo at all, and since then, she has become more and more disliked by An Nuo, and feels that An Nuo is not good enough for her son. When it comes to talking about it, it is because of the face of the two children, otherwise they would have divorced .

When Mo Chenghuan formally inherited the Mo family, there was a family banquet, and An Nuo couldn't go there because he wanted to bring his children. At night, he smelled the smell of wine and perfume all over his body, and his mood became more and more depressed.

An Nuo would rather throw away this blessing.

"It's so strange." Qi Cheng looked at An Nuo with some puzzlement, "You don't want your little fairy boy to become famous?"

"I think so." An Nuo pursed her lips, "But I don't want him to be stained with those mundane tastes, I don't want him to become like other powerful people."

Qi Cheng patted An Nuo on the shoulder comfortingly, "People with strong abilities are usually ambitious, and you can't let him guard you for the rest of your life, right?"

An Nuo breathed out, "In short, for the past two months, I want Mr. Mo to be safe and not to be too tired. If he wants to pursue something in the future, I will learn to let go slowly."

Qi Cheng nodded and gave An Nuo a thumbs up, "Good husband."

That afternoon, An Nuo arrived at the old house with her things. The servant told An Nuo to wait first, saying that Mr. Mo hadn't woken up yet.

An Nuo looked at his watch strangely, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, according to the old man's usual rest time, he should have woken up for his lunch break long ago.

But thinking that Mr. Mo was still ill, maybe he was sleepy after taking the medicine, so it was possible to sleep again.

An Nuo obediently sat in the living room, waiting for Mr. Mo to wake up.

Mr. Mo's bedroom was in chaos at the moment. The servants quickly pushed over the oxygen generator and other equipment. Mr. Mo quickly changed his clothes, lay on the bed, plugged in the oxygen, and still held the phone in his hand.

"I'm sorry, old friend. I'm in a hurry. I can't drink your new tea. Tomorrow, tomorrow."

Talking full of air, it is already recovering from the pain.

"What? Company?" Mr. Mo changed his hand to take the mobile phone, pulled up the quilt, with a smile on his face, "My second son is in charge, and there has been no mistake during this time. The situation is very good. My old man Bones, finally can rest."

"Master, it's done." The servant sprayed some disinfectant in the room.

"Okay old friend, stop talking, see you tomorrow." Mr. Mo turned off his phone, messed up his hair a little, adjusted his expression in front of the mirror, and lay flat on the bed.

"Pull the curtain and ask Xiao An to come in."

An Nuo was led into Mr. Mo's bedroom by a servant. There was a smell of disinfectant in the air. The curtains in the room were closed tightly, and the light was a bit dim.

"Xiao An." Seeing An Nuo visiting with something, Mr. Mo showed a weak smile.

"Dad." An Nuo put down her things and stood beside the bed, seeing that Mr. Mo An was still breathing oxygen.

"Come on, sit down." Mr. Mo pointed to the side of the bed, and asked the servant to help him sit up.

An Nuo quickly helped the servant to support the old man, and put a pillow on the old man's back.

"Xiao An." Mr. Mo sat down firmly, looked at An Nuo kindly, "Come here today, do you have something to do?"

An Nuo looked at the sick old Mr. Mo, and couldn't say anything if he wanted Mo Shenghuan to rest.

"I, I just want to come and see you." An Nuo lowered her eyes, thinking of her uncle's recent busy schedule, she clenched her fists and mustered up her courage.

"And Shenghuan...he's been too busy lately."

"Distressed?" Mr. Mo couldn't help smiling, "Recently, Shenghuan and the others are working on a second land development project. After this busy period, it will be better."

An Nuo hesitated to speak, not knowing what to say to Mr. Mo.

"Xiao An, don't worry." Mr. Mo saw the worry of the young man, "I will talk to Sheng Huan carefully, let him combine work with rest, and don't tire himself out."

Mr. Mo has already said this, An Nuo can only nod.

It is impossible to lift the old man out of the bed and force him to work.

A little bamboo shoots.

"By the way, how are you doing at school recently?" Mr. Mo began to care about An Nuo, "How is the food, can you sleep well?"

"It's all good." An Nuo announced the good news but not the bad news. The season changed recently, the weather was uncertain, and he seemed to catch a little cold. He had gastroenteritis, and he always felt nauseous. Coupled with the spring sleepiness, he couldn't wake up all the time. Getting together less and leaving more, various situations made An Nuo feel a little bad.

"Just tell me if you have any difficulties." Mr. Mo was very concerned, "Sheng Huan is still counting on you."

Speaking of Mo Shenghuan, An Nuo felt a little relieved.

"If you are worried, you can go to the company to see him often." Mr. Mo smiled, "That kid is very serious in his work, and he must do his best in everything. I can rest assured that the company is under his control."

"Master." A servant knocked on the door, "The third lady is here."

When An Nuo heard that Zhang Yun had arrived, An Nuo had a headache, said goodbye to Mr. Mo, and got up to leave.

"It's okay." Mr. Mo pulled An Nuo back, "You just sit here, and I'll see what she says."

An Nuo sat helplessly at his original position, watching Zhang Yun walk into the bedroom with large and small bags in his hands.

"Dad." Once Zhang Yun put down her arrogance, she was a little submissive, "I brought you some things, they are all for your health, it's all good."

An Nuo looked at Zhang Yun curiously, this doesn't look like her style.

"It's right to let it go." Mr. Mo was neither cold nor hot.

"Sister-in-law." Zhang Yun tried her best to smile at An Nuo, the smile was uglier than the crying one.

An Nuo blinked, still a little uncomfortable with Zhang Yun's appearance.

Before, relying on her son as the default heir of the Mo family, she was domineering, vitriolic, and very arrogant, but now that her form changed, she immediately withered like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

She has no confidence anymore, at least she doesn't dare to be a monster in front of Mr. Mo and herself.

Looking at Zhang Yun's appearance, An Nuo felt an indescribable complex feeling in her heart.

Power and money will really change a person, but An Nuo also believes that if their family regains power, Zhang Yun will be more arrogant than before.

An Nuo watched Zhang Yun chat awkwardly with Mr. Mo, and politely offered to leave first. An Nuo had just left the old house when Zhang Yun chased after him.

"An Nuo, wait a minute!"

An Nuo stood in front of the car, raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, don't you call me sister-in-law?"

Zhang Yun's face was about to turn pale, but looking at An Nuo, she couldn't say anything. After holding back for a while, she said, "I, I want to talk to you."

Zhang Yun wants to chat with herself?

An Nuo couldn't help laughing, "What are you talking about with me?"

"As for those things before, you don't remember villains." Zhang Yun held back his mouth, facing a boy who was much younger than himself, it really took a lot of courage to say these words.

"I was stabbed by you, and scolded by you." Zhang Yun touched his shoulder, which still had marks of being stabbed by An Nuo's dining fork.

Who would have thought that the soft-looking young man could strike so fast and so ruthlessly.

"And your mother, my fingers hurt when it's rainy." Zhang Yun raised her hand in grief.

Looking at the trembling fingers in front of him, An Nuo was silent for a moment, "What do you want to say?"

Sitting face to face with Zhang Yun in the coffee shop, An Nuo originally wanted to order coffee, but for some reason, smelling the bitter taste of the coffee in the shop felt a little uncomfortable, so she only ordered milk.

"You may have noticed it too." Zhang Yun's tone was a little cautious, "My son... likes you."

An Nuo sipped milk and smiled, "Don't worry, I don't like him."

"I didn't mean that." Zhang Yun was a little embarrassed. "Recently, he seems to have lost his soul. He was driving two days ago and almost got into a car accident."

"Actually, there is something that I have been hiding in my heart and dare not say it." Zhang Yun looked at An Nuo bitterly, "The meeting between you and Cheng Huan was made by me secretly so that you didn't see it."

An Nuo paused for a moment with the hand holding the milk, that's right, that is to say, the timing of Cheng Cheng's accident, how could it be such a coincidence, just when the two families met.

"Then I have to thank you." An Nuo looked sincerely, "I'll only buy it this time."

Zhang Yun's eyes were full of grievances, "I have suffered from insomnia for a long time, and I have been thinking that if I hadn't made trouble then, you and Cheng Huan might have been together, and everything now would definitely be different."

All kinds of past life flashed through An Nuo's mind, and An Nuo shook his head at Zhang Yun.

"You can imagine the scene after I marry Mo Chenghuan, it's different from what I imagined." An Nuo put down the cup and stared into Zhang Yun's eyes.

"When I was not discovered by the Bai family, you would dislike me everywhere, thinking that I was not worthy of your son, you disliked my cleaning, disliked my cooking, you could find faults in every place, and stood by you In the position of mother-in-law, she scolded me in every possible way."

An Nuo looked seriously, "You will also send a nanny who has been with you for a long time to monitor me instead of you, and everything I do will be reported to you with embellishment.

You will push your son and repeat my faults in his ears. Once I have a child, you will force me to drop out of school and become a house-husband through and through, just like a free nanny in your family. You have to be beaten and scolded. "

Zhang Yun stared blankly at the young man, his eyes a little dazed.

"You like to pinch people's arms and thighs secretly, don't you?" An Nuo took a deep breath and picked up the milk, "With the twisting pinch, you can even slap people."

Zhang Yun shrank her hands subconsciously.

"But you can't slap me, don't worry, your son will always be with you." An Nuo smiled coldly.

"Before the Bai family recognizes me, I may divorce your son, so the ending is still the same, and you don't have to regret making trouble, you are worthy of this situation, and I have to thank you for letting your son stay away from me. "

An Nuo finished drinking the milk in the cup, got up to pay the bill, left Zhang Yun where she was, and strode away from the coffee shop.