Bend yourself and the great God HE

"It's actually very simple." Qiao Mingsheng continued, "Yesterday I chatted with Mo Ran very speculatively. When we talked about the issue of you going home to live, Mo Ran said he had no objection."

and many more.

Didn't Moran mean to discuss?How come there is no opinion.

Qiao Yun laughed so hard, "Dad, do business tycoons play rascals like you?"

Qiao Mingsheng stared sideways, "What are you talking about, rascal, dad can play rascal?"

Qiao Yun shook his head, clapped his hands between his crotches, and sat down on the sofa next to him.

Someone knows in his heart whether he is playing tricks or not.

Qiao Mingsheng's eyes froze.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Mo Ran." He snorted, his eyes turned to Mo Ran, "Or you can tell him if you have no objection."

Strange smile: ...Huh?

"Master." Qiao Yun raised his chin and interjected, "Don't be threatened by others. What you said yesterday was for discussion or you have no objection."

Mo Ran smiled slightly: ...uh.

He didn't say a few words when he came in, and he was roasted on the fire by the father and son.

"I..." Mo Ran smiled slightly, "This..."

"My god, what did you get on your clothes?"

Wei Wei's smile was interrupted, and Mo Ran immediately shut up.

"Heh." Qiao Mingsheng took it over, "Don't play this game, kid. You were still making mud in the garden at home while Dad was playing. Mo Ran, think carefully before answering, and don't be threatened by this kid."

"..."

Smiling instead of inhaling, Mo Ran thought, the father and son are both threatening the same thing, if he makes a mistake, life will be sad in the future.

In this way, after recovering his breath, Mo Ran smiled again: "It's time for dinner, why don't we talk while eating."

?

Qiao Mingsheng narrowed his eyes.

Qiao Yun snorted.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Qiao Mingsheng was very unhappy, and said in a deep voice, "I won't eat, I'm still busy with a lot of things. That "Drunk Happy" is still under evaluation, Mo Ran, wait After the evaluation, let's talk about signing the contract."

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Coming out of Qiao's, Qiao Yun was thinking, Dad's move was clearly a threat to sign a contract.Whether going home or not is equated with business cooperation, the old fox is really narrow-minded.

"I just don't understand. The company has abandoned me for more than ten years. The company is not important at the moment. They use cooperation to threaten me to move back home and get you. What is he trying to do?" Qiao Yun muttered, the more The more I think about it, the more I can't figure it out.

Mo Ran walked beside him, "It's very simple, because you are very important in your father's heart. He loves you, and he is afraid that I will take you away. In other words, the son is not with his parents, and the separation increases the yearning. You are their only one." Missing, understand, they are your parents."

This explanation—

Qiao Yun stopped, turned his head to look at Mo Ran, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him almost scrutinizingly, "Are you... speaking for your future father-in-law?"

"Uh..." Feeling embarrassed, Mo Ran lowered her jaw.

When he raised his jaw again, he answered Qiao Yun with a smile: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law in the future... can help."

Well, well, the great master said so, then Qiao Yun couldn't justify not going home any longer.

What a precious time for the two of them before going home.

So he took Mo Ran and ordered a couple's set meal in a restaurant, and he actually ordered it as a waiter.

He said: "Master, sweet sweet couple set, I want this." He didn't hide it in front of outsiders at all.

The waiter was stunned for several seconds.

Mo Ran also echoed: "It's not enough, I want this one more, the couple's set of each other, it should be enough for the two of us."

The waiter trembled, "Okay, okay, please wait a moment, both of you."

Show, too showy.

Qiao Yun looked at Mo Ran and laughed madly.

Mo Ran shook his head, "Laugh, I will smile like this every day from now on, what a beautiful day."

"Pfft." Qiao Yun couldn't stop laughing, "It's a good idea. In the future at Qiao's house, you can only smile like you are in Dad's office today, just like this..."

He pursed his lips imitating Mo Ran while talking, "Look at me, smiling slightly, do I look like you, haha——"

Halfway through lunch, Mo Ran answered the phone, and his smile froze.

Then it started to condense.

Feeling bad, Qiao Yun quickly swallowed the orange juice, only to hear Mo Ran say, "I'll be right over."

Then quickly hang up the phone.

"What happened?" Qiao Yun asked.

Mo Ran frowned, paused for a second, and said, "Baby, let me go somewhere, let's talk as we walk."

The place Mo Ran is going to is C Central Hospital, which is near this commercial street, and it takes about 10 minutes to walk there.

In just 10 minutes, Mo Ran told him about an old friend.

It was not long after Mo Ran's parents died, a young woman named Liu Jing'er came to the school, and she offered to support all of Mo Ran's expenses from high school to college.

Mo Ran was grateful from the bottom of her heart, but rejected it verbally.

Strong self-esteem does not allow him to bow his head to life, including being supported by others.

What's more, Liu Jing'er is only a few years older than him.

But in the third year of high school, when he was filling out his volunteer application, the principal told him, Mo Ran, you can take the B Huada University. B Huada University is the expectation of the sponsor, and she hopes you can help her complete it.

At that time, Mo Ran realized that he was not alone in his high school, and Liu Jinger was behind him.

"Why does she have to support you?" Qiao Yun asked.

Mo Ran shook his head: "I don't know."

Ten minutes later, Qiao Yun met Liu Jing'er in the ward with doubts.

As Mo Ran said, she is only a few years older than him.

His weak and thin body was lying on the hospital bed, and there was a scar on his face without a trace of blood, as if he had been cut by a sharp object such as a knife.

Even so, it didn't affect Liu Jing'er's beauty.

The bottom can be said to be very beautiful.

She looked at him and Mo Ran smiling, her pale lips were slightly slit, and she smiled softly.

"Mo Ran, this is Qiao Yun." Liu Jing'er's voice was very thin and weak.

Mo Ran was not as relaxed as usual, she just nodded, frowning and saying nothing.

"Handsome, it matches you well."

Mo Ran still nodded.

Only Qiao Yun wondered in his heart that Liu Jing'er actually knew his name.

"Can we chat?" Liu Jing'er raised her arms and waved to Qiao Yun.

That arm was slender and even looked weak.

"You know me?" Qiao Yun took two steps towards the bed.

"Yeah." Liu Jing'er grinned to the maximum with difficulty, "Mo Ran said that you are his boyfriend, and you are known if you are famous."

Half relieved, Qiao Yun nodded silently, "You...why do you want to support Moran."

This is not the right time to ask a patient such a question, but on the way here, Mo Ran said that the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

If you don't ask now, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in this life.

"Repay the favor." Liu Jing'er replied with certainty.

Six years ago, Liu Jinger, who was four months pregnant, went to her hometown to visit relatives. On the road, she encountered a car accident and the car fell off a cliff.

Feeling that death was approaching, Liu Jing'er tried her best to protect her stomach, and subconsciously asked for help from the uncle in the next seat.

The uncle grabbed him, blocked the car window with his body, and shouted at another woman, "My wife caught me."

But when the car turned over and stopped at an unknown number of degrees, the uncle who grabbed him was crushed by a boulder from the window and lost his life on the spot.

But the wife whom the uncle spoke of was thrown out from another car window, bloody and bloody, and died on the spot.

Only Liu Jinger, who was pregnant, became the only survivor in the whole car.

They are Mo Ran's parents, Liu Jing'er's savior.

So Liu Jing'er was grateful and guilty about funding Mo Ran.

But she never dared to tell Mo Ran that if it wasn't for her, he might still have at least one mother in the world.

"Really, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Mo Ran was already in a trance, and his hanging hands were trembling all the time.

"Mo Ran, are you okay?" Qiao Yun subconsciously hugged Mo Ran's shoulders, he knew better than anyone how much Mo Ran felt the pain of his parents' death in his heart.

Mo Ran nodded slightly, and replied dryly: "I'm fine, let's continue."

Liu Jing'er expected Moran to have such a reaction, which was another reason why she dared not tell Moran the truth for so many years.

It hurts, it really hurts, and it suffocates.

"I'm sorry." Liu Jing'er was still apologizing, "I know I shouldn't ask you to do anything for me at this time, but I really can't help me, except for Mo Ran, no one can help me."

Guilt, helplessness, request and other indescribable mixed feelings were all intertwined on Liu Jinger's face.

Mo Ran seemed to have swallowed a ball of cotton, he couldn't open his mouth.

Qiao Yun noticed it, he put his arms around Mo Ran, and asked Liu Jinger, "What do you want us to do for you?"

Liu Jinger's "I'm sorry" stopped, and a tear fell from her eye socket.

She said, "Help me, help my child."

Qiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you mean?"

I have to say that the combination of Liu Jinger's tears and her symptoms is quite sympathetic.

Pale lips pursed and pursed, Liu Jing'er said with difficulty: "I want to beg you, adopt my child."

"..."

"..."

Qiao Yun and Mo Ran paused at the same time.

At the same time, a child's voice came from outside the ward, calling: "Mom, mom—"

The tearful Liu Jinger hurriedly wiped her tears.

A little girl with a ponytail came running in with a small schoolbag on her back, "Look, Mom."

The little girl put a bouquet of flowers on Liu Jinger's head and grinned at her.

Liu Jinger seemed to have broken her defenses, and hugged the little girl, "Enen, come, mommy."

She kissed her hard, from forehead to cheek, and from cheek to forehead.

Finally, it stopped on the top of her little daughter's hair, and Liu Jinger cried.

Closing his eyes, he tried his best not to cry.

"Sorry, let me ask, her father..." Qiao Yun was moved.

Liu Jinger shook her head, "She didn't." After just saying these three words, Liu Jinger couldn't bear to let go of the child anymore.

In the corridor of the hospital, Qiao Yun asked Mo Ran: "My God, I want to know what you think."

Mo Ran slowly shook his head, "I don't know."

Qiao Yun understood that without Liu Jing'er, it would be impossible for Mo Ran to lose her parents.

He has unspeakable embarrassment for Liu Jinger.

"But about Enen..." Mo Ran leaned against the wall of the aisle, and took a deep breath, "She is a very sensible and well-behaved child, I have known her for five years, she—"

"Okay, I understand." Qiao Yun continued, "Raise her, my god, I want to raise her."