"Mom, I bought you some food. These are some foods you liked before. After a while, I will find a way..."

In the prison room, Mo Zixuan looked at Xiao Wenqing, who was more than ten years older than his actual age, and felt a little sad.

Although this woman did many wrong things in her life and tried to plot against a man and use him as a tool for her, she was still his biological mother. The good things she had treated him in the past could not be completely erased because of her mistakes.

Xiao Wenqing looked at Mo Zixuan with a muddy look. Since Wu Tianyi died inexplicably and was sentenced to death, she no longer had hope and made plans to die here.

"Zixuan, it's rare that you still remember me."

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, not knowing whether to mock herself or Mo Zixuan.

Mo Zixuan's face changed slightly, and he shouted sadly: "Mom, I am your son, how can I not remember you?"

"Tell me, what's the reason for you to come to see me this time? Wu Tianyi is dead. What else do you need to know from me?"

Xiao Wenqing didn't seem to believe her son. Last time, he went to see her every day just to let her tell her whereabouts. Later, Wu Tianyi was arrested and he did not come again.

Now it appears here again!

She sneered in her heart, he was fine, how could he come to see her? He even bought so many things.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mo Zixuan's face, but it soon disappeared again. He pursed his lips and said softly: "Mom, whether you believe it or not, I really care about you. I know, you blame me for not convinced Mo Xiuchen, which will cause you to be sentenced to lifeless..."

"Don't mention Mo Xiuchen to me. The thing I regret the most in my life is that I will end up like this without getting rid of him before he was full of wings."

Xiao Wenqing gritted her teeth, but she did not have the same ruthlessness as before. These days, her viciousness, resentment and other emotions have been almost wiped out.

A dark light flashed in Mo Zixuan's eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "Mom, I hate Mo Xiuchen too. Although he resigned from the position of president, he took everyone away. The company now has various problems... The most hateful thing is that Mo Xiuchen also has another company. During this period, his company has various customers with us and various despicable means to compete with us..."

"Why are you talking to me about this?"

The turbid air in Xiao Wenqing's eyes dissipated a little, and his eyes were a little sarcastic.

"Mom, besides telling you, who else can I tell you? My dad has always been partial to Mo Xiuchen. You know. He is still thinking about letting Mo Xiuchen return to the company."

At the end, Mo Zixuan lowered his eyes slightly, and a faint sadness appeared on his handsome face. Although Xiao Wenqing knew that Mo Zixuan didn't really care about her, as a mother, she still had that natural maternal love for her son and couldn't stand her son like this.

A hint of hesitation in her eyes, and she was silent and silent.

After about a minute, the prison guard who was guarding outside shouted, reminding Mo Zixuan that time was coming soon.

He looked at Xiao Wenqing with reluctance and said calmly: "Mom, I will come to see you next time. You must take good care of yourself. No matter what, you are my mother."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Xiao Wenqing looked at Mo Zixuan walking towards the door, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes. He opened his mouth and said nothing after all.

**

When Wen Ran was sleeping, Mo Xiuchen kept guarding in front of the bed.

Since I learned last night that she had remembered the past, Mo Xiuchen has become more and more caring about her.

It seemed that every minute and every second, he couldn't bear to leave her. He sat in front of the bed, holding her little hand. I don't know if it was the warmth in his palm that was conveyed to her, or the temperature in her palm softened his heart.

He looked at her quietly, and felt extremely satisfied and at ease.

If not...

Thinking of this, a crack broke out in his eyes, filled with tenderness and affection. A slight pain suddenly spread from his heart bit by bit. Gradually, the pain became clear and sharp.

In the quiet room, a rapid cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Mo Xiuchen was stunned and turned his eyes to look at the cell phone on the head of the bed. He immediately picked it up and turned the sound down immediately to prevent the noise from waking Wen Ran who was asleep.

The call is a string of strange numbers.

Mo Xiuchen stared at the strange numbers for a moment, pressed the answer button with his long finger, and spoke calmly: "Hey!"

"Hello……"

"good!"

Mo Xiuchen spit out a word lightly and hung up the phone. After thinking about it, he mute her ringtone.

In less than two minutes, Wen Ran's cell phone vibrated again. Mo Xiuchen frowned and picked up the cell phone again. This time, it was Bai Xiaoxiao called.

"Xiaoxiao, Ranran is sleeping. Is there anything you have to do?"

Mo Xiuchen answered the phone with a gentle tone.

With his always indifferent to the opposite sex, his gentleness towards Bai Xiaoxiao is considered an exception. Of course, all this is just because she is Wen Ran’s friend.

"Ah, Ranran fell asleep."

Bai Xiaoxiao was a little surprised and a little disappointed. Obviously, she hoped to say something to Wen Ran.

"What's up?"

Mo Xiuchen pondered for a moment and asked again.

"It's nothing. When Ranran wakes up, let her call me back." Bai Xiaoxiao hung up the phone without telling Mo Xiuchen what was going on.

Mo Xiuchen didn't care, put his phone back on the table, and stared at Wen Ran's sleeping face intently. Before he knew it, his thoughts drifted away.

This morning, Gu Kai and Wen Jin went to the airport an hour in advance, not because he deliberately messed with them. Last night, he remembered the time of the call wrong.

At first, he wanted to book that flight, but later he was afraid that Ranran would get up too early and not be able to sleep well, so he changed the flight one hour later.

However, how could he make such a low-level mistake, who has always had a good memory?

His handsome eyebrows were lightly condensed, a darkness appeared in his deep eyes, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. He covered Wen Ran's hand under the quilt, got up, and went to the study.

As soon as I entered the study, Gu Yan called him on a long-distance international trip.

Mo Xiuchen sat in the chair behind the desk, letting his body sank into it lazily. There was also a little lazy between his eyebrows, and his voice was deep: "Dad!"

"Xiuchen, have you and Ranran returned to City G?"

Through the Pacific Ocean, Gu Yan's voice came through the radio waves, with a slight distortion.

Mo Xiuchen pursed his lips and replied calmly: "Dad, Ranran and I have been playing in City A for a few days, and we came back to City G this morning."

"Oh, then, aren't you around now?"
Chapter completed!