I'm an attack in a wealthy dog-blood novel

The doctor checked Xiang Qian's body, while Mo Ziyao watched nervously.

"Are you going home for dinner tomorrow?" Xiang Qian asked.

"Yeah." His aunt organized this gathering. My aunt is my grandfather's younger sister. She is 85 years old, but she is still in good health. She organizes one or two gatherings every year, and everyone will go there.

"Do you want to go back with me?" Xiang Qian would go there occasionally. They had known each other since childhood, and the two families were considered family friends. He basically knew everyone in his family.

Xiang Qian hesitated, "I'm afraid of causing you trouble."

"No, they all know you. You have been there so many times before, how can you cause trouble? You don't know those people in my family. They want you to go there."

"Okay then, I'll go back with you."

Mo Ziyao shook Xiang Qian's cold hand, his hand was never overheated, it was always cold, as if there was no temperature.

Mo Ziyao accompanied Xiang Qian to finish the examination and went home with him.

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On a rainy day, it was already dark, and it was still foggy after six o'clock in the evening. The road was full of rain, and the rain slapped the ground making a lot of noise. There was a lot of traffic, and the yellow street lamps reflected weak colorful lights in the ground.

Huaicheng has entered winter, and the temperature has dropped to ten degrees.

Mo Ziyao went back to the Mo family mansion with Xiang Qian, and it was still raining outside. After they parked the car, the security staff at home held umbrellas for them and protected them to go in.

Mo Ziyao was afraid that Xiang Qian would trip up, so he kept paying attention to his side and asked him to walk slowly.

"Ziyao, I'm not that squeamish, I don't seem to be able to walk as you said." Xiang Qian said helplessly.

It's a pity that he spoke too softly and the rain was too loud, Mo Ziyao only saw him talking, but couldn't hear what he said clearly.

After entering, he came over to see if Xiang Qian's clothes were wet. In such a cold day, if they were wet, he would catch a cold and cause a series of bad reactions.

"Ziyao, I'm fine, I'm not wet anywhere, don't be nervous, you didn't come in in the rain, it's just a few steps away."

"I'm not nervous, you go sit down first, don't stand up, are you cold, should I bring you an extra dress?"

Xiang Qian hurriedly said no, he was already dressed like a bear, and he was not cold at all, so let him go and talk to his aunt, as long as he was alone.

They arrived neither early nor late, and there were still people who hadn't arrived, and the aunts at home were busy preparing dishes.

Xiang Qian quickly sat on the sofa in the living room. There were all kinds of snacks on the low table. He glanced first, but he didn't see Xing Xiangbei. It took ten minutes before he saw Xing Xiangbei wearing a black He really hasn't seen him for a long time, he still has a handsome and fierce face, and he has been avoiding him, rarely appearing in Huai City, hiding far away, this man's heart is cruel , If you don’t contact him, you won’t contact him. All contact methods have blocked him. He looked at Xing Xiangbei almost greedily. of.

"Brother Xiang Qian..."

One of Mo Ziyao's cousins, Mo Rushu, came over to greet him, looked away from Xiang Qiancai, and said with a smile, "Shushu, long time no see, when was the last time I saw you?"

"During the Spring Festival last year, you came here with Brother Ziyao. Brother Xiang Qian, why are you still so pale and healthy?"

"No, it's always been like this."

Chatting with Mo Rushu distracted him from paying attention to Xing Xiangbei.

Mo Ziyao on the other side went to say hello to his aunt first, but was stopped by his aunt to speak, telling him not to be too busy with work and take care of his health, he also listened respectfully.

My aunt is a generous and kind person who treats everyone very well and takes care of everyone. She is more respected than her late grandfather. Everyone loves my aunt from the bottom of their hearts, so as long as she speaks, no matter how busy everyone is, they will find time come over.

When his aunt was talking to him, his father Mo Liqun also came over and stood behind him. He didn't bring his Yingying Yanyan over, and came alone. Although his mother was also invited, she just didn't want to come .

While talking to him, his aunt also talked to his father. After chatting for a while, other people also came over, including his cousins, cousins, and his aunts. From a human point of view, they are still a family.

But Mo Ziyao knew that he was not familiar with most of them, after all, they didn't grow up together, and they didn't have the affection to grow up together.

"How about Qianqian, did you bring him here? I want to talk to him too."

"He came over. I was afraid that he would not feel well, so I asked him to sit down."

The aunt sighed, "Brother Xiang is a poor child, you have to treat Brother Xiang better, and stop associating with those men outside, break it if you can, don't let Brother Xiang down."

Brother Xiang is Xiang Qian's nickname.

Mo Liqun added at the back: "Auntie, you have to take care of him. There are too many messy news about him. If you know that he hangs out with men, he is a psychopath. He has not married and had children at such an age. The ancestors are unfilial."

Mo Ziyao couldn't help but look back at his father with a gloomy expression.

"Okay, it's not wrong to like men. I haven't said you yet. You are a psychopath when you are with those young girls. You are not allowed to say that about Ziyao. What's the matter with you as a father? Forget it. I don't want to quarrel with you, stay away from me, I don't want to see you, why hasn't Xiangbei arrived yet, Ziyao, push me over to the living room."

Mo Ziyao pushed his aunt to the living room, and when she saw Xiang Qian, she pulled Xiang Qian to talk again, and after speaking almost, she said that she wanted to find his second uncle and asked if he had arrived, so she quickly called him to come over.

His second uncle's mother died young, and his aunt took care of him for a few years. In addition, his second uncle was not in Huaicheng for a few years, so he couldn't see him, so his aunt missed his second uncle even more.

"I just saw that he has arrived. I don't know where he is now, maybe on the second floor." Xiang Qian said.

"I guess I'm going back to my room. This kid is really, he won't say anything when he arrives." The aunt muttered.

His second uncle has his own room here, because he has lived here, and other people basically only come here during the holidays. They don't have their own room, and they don't live here anyway.

Just as he was talking, his second uncle came down from upstairs and walked over here.

"Second uncle..."

Xiang Qian also followed Mo Ziyao to call his second uncle. He noticed that Xing Xiangbei had taken off his big windbreaker and was wearing a dark green turtleneck sweater. The house is warm and he doesn't need to wear so many clothes.

Xing Xiangbei glanced at Xiang Qian, and after a "hmm", he squatted down to talk to his aunt.

Before eating, Xiang Qian took some pills.

The author says:

Thank you little angel Zhiwei, I am no longer a human being, and the landmines thrown by the hot pot bar.

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