It was almost noon, Mo Xiuchen went to pick up Wen Ran, and Bai Xiaoxiao's father was also at home, so he insisted that they stay there for lunch.

In the afternoon, Mo Xiuchen accompanied Wen Ran to the cemetery to see her parents and his mother.

Although several months have passed, Wen Ran could not control his tears falling when standing in front of the tombstone. Mo Xiuchen stood tall next to her, looking at her sadness, and his heart tightened.

"Ranran, wipe your tears. When you cry, your father and mother should feel distressed. They definitely want to see your smile, not your tears."

He took out a tissue, gently wiped her tears, and explained softly: "The police have found clues in that car accident and are collecting evidence. I believe that there will be results after the New Year. When the murderer who killed her parents is caught, we will tell them."

"Zhou Mingfu is dead, and Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi are left, but I don't know where they are now."

How could Wen Ran not be sad? That night, my brother told her that the latest progress of the case was basically known that Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi were the masterminds.

As for whether there are people behind them, it is still a matter of knowledge.

"The police will find them, don't worry."

Mo Xiuchen raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair in her ears behind her ears, and her eyes were deep and firm. In the morning, he was sure that Mo Zixuan and Xiao Wenqing had a connection.

However, Mo Zixuan may not know where Xiao Wenqing is hiding.

If he could figure it out, he might not be used by Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi again, it depends on how deep his inner demon is.

After Wen Ran saw her parents, Mo Xiuchen took Wen Ran to see his mother. He was sad and sad. He was much calmer. His mother passed away for many years. Over the years, he had experienced several life and deaths. No matter how great the sadness was, it was wiped out little by little in the torrent of time.

"Mom, this is Ranran. My favorite woman. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today. If you can hear me, you must bless her and be safe and healthy."

As soon as Mo Xiuchen said, it blew away the wind.

Wen Ran raised his little face slightly and looked at his handsome eyebrows. The delicate and perfect facial features were filled with a layer of brilliance. She suddenly felt suffocated, as if she could see his heart through his expression.

The calmer and colder he was, the more proved that he had experienced too much that he would not care about his mother's departure.

And she, no matter when, could not control the distress and pity she had experienced, as long as she remembered what he had experienced, she pursed her lips and grabbed his generous and warm big hand.

Mo Xiuchen lowered his eyes and looked at her. When he met her gentle and pityful eyes, he felt warm in his heart and his lips curled slightly: "Ranran, before meeting you, I was used to the days without my mother, just like now, I was used to having you by my side, but at that time, my heart was as calm as water, and now, as warm as spring."

Wen Ran's nose was a little sour. As he watched him retreat from the coldness and a hint of warm eyebrows appeared, she grabbed him tightly, looked at the woman on the tombstone and said softly: "Mom, in the future, I will take good care of Xiu Chen for you and will not let him be alone again. What he said just now doesn't count. You are his mother and should bless him."

"Ranran!"

A trace of emotion flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and his voice was slightly unstable.

Wen Ran smiled brightly at him: "I was right, mom should bless you. You are her only son. She must also hope you are happy, just as you told me."

Mo Xiuchen suddenly didn't know what to say, but just pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Wen Ran's heart trembled, and his body snuggled softly in his arms, not moving.

After a while, Mo Xiuchen's voice sounded dumbly above her head: "Ranran, have I ever told you that meeting you is the luckiest and happiest thing in my life."

Wen Ran didn't say anything, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, holding his hand, tightening it slightly.

I replied silently in my heart: I met you, the happiest thing in my life.

**

On the side of the road, Qingyang and Qingfeng were in front of the car. Looking at Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran hugging each other from a distance, Qingfeng said with emotion and envy: "Mr. Mo and Miss Wen are so happy. In this era when true love is getting weaker and weaker, they are really enviable."

Qingyang took a sip of cigarette and looked at Qingfeng with envious expressions: "If you are envious, I will call home in a while and ask my mother to find one for you and get married as soon as possible."

"Do you think you can just marry someone like Mr. Mo and Miss Wen? It's so naive. Mr. Mo and Miss Wen have known each other for many years. As early as more than ten years ago, Mr. Mo thought about her. I thought that if I couldn't find someone who was in love with each other, I would rather be alone for the rest of my life."

"If you don't try, how can you know that when they got married, Miss Wen didn't fall in love with Mr. Mo."

Qingyang retorted with a smile.

His words were met with Qingfeng's contemptuous eyes: "Then try it. I know what you have. If you want to fool me into getting married, you don't have to be urged by your parents to go on a blind date, right?"

"When it comes to blind dates, hasn't Mr. Qin gone back to blind dates? I don't know if his blind date will be successful."

Qingyang threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stepped hard again.

Qingfeng looked into the distance, Wen Ran had retreated from Mo Xiuchen's arms. The two of them looked at each other and could feel the deep love between them. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Qin will not have any result in a blind date, he is just to deceive himself."

"What's the meaning?"

Qing Yang frowned in confusion.

Qing Feng glanced at him: "I tell you this kind of profound question, you don't understand it either. Mr. Mo and Miss Wen have come down and are ready to go home."

During those days, although Qin Mu picked up Wen Ran, Qingfeng and Qingyang were always following him. Qingfeng, a kid, observed it carefully. Although Qin Mu's feelings for Wen Ran were always concealed, he could not hide his golden eyes.

From the look when Qin Mu looked at Wen Ran, he knew that he fell in love with her.

Especially on the construction site, he was attacked and injured, but he was unwilling to leave because of Wen Ran's arrival. He asked him to stop the bleeding first, but he refused. At that time, Qin Mu's eyes did not leave Wen Ran for a second.

Qingfeng later thought that at that time, if the family members were doing what they did to Miss Wen, Mr. Qin would have protected her faster than him and Qing Yang.

He didn't care about himself at all. In his eyes and heart, all of them were just Miss Wen's safety, and these were actually irrelevant to Mr. Mo's explanation.
Chapter completed!