The black Rolls-Royce soon arrived at Locke Manor, and when Leng Yan and Mo Han got out of the car, Fei Sixuan was already standing in front of the white private jet waiting.

"It's cold, the plane is already waiting." In Locke Manor, there are two private airports with cold fees, and when Leng Shen was alive, he and Fei Rong were close friends and business partners, and the Fei family was also involved in some things in the secret door.

"Si Xuan, the White Bone Hall is now eyeing the European and American markets, trying to swallow the secret door. I'm afraid it will take me about a week to go this time. During this time, you stared at Bai Ze more. Bai Gutang and Bai Ze must have an inseparable relationship. I want to go over and check what Bai Ze has done in the United States for more than ten years. ”

"Don't worry, I know, S is already waiting for you over there." Fei Sixuan patted him on the shoulder.

"Hmm." Leng Yan turned to Mo Han, his amber eyes were bottomless, "Mo Han, you go back." Look at her. Remember to give her antibiotics. ”

Mo Han naturally knew who he was talking about, "Young Master." I will. ”

The cold plane had already taken off, and Mo Han drove away alone.

Fei Sixuan looked at the plane that was slowly moving away, his eyes narrowed slightly. As Leng Yan's best brother, he didn't know what happened between him and Xia Xingchen back then. But Sisi has always known that Sisi is his own sister because he has liked Leng Yan since he was a child, so he has to let Sisi marry Leng Yan no matter what, even if Leng Yan only has no heart, he has no choice but to be sorry for Leng Yan and Xia Xingchen.

When Mo Han returned home, Wang Ma said that Xia Xingchen had already slept. He walked up to the second floor with an iron plate containing antibiotics and syringes, but Xia Xingchen's room was empty. He closed the door and walked out of the room, making his way to the cold room.

Through the faint light of the wall lamps on the wall, Mo Han could see her clearly. A thin figure curled up on the cold, dark blue bed. He turned on the lamp on the bedside table, slowly picked up the syringe and pulled out the antibiotics in the small glass bottle, and then carefully punched it into the vein on the back of Xia Xingchen's hand.

When she pulled it out, the fleeting pain woke Xia Xingchen up, she watched Mo Han put the syringe back into the iron plate, and she asked, "What about him?" ”

"The young master is gone."

Hearing this answer, she nodded. She opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she never spoke.

"Sleep, I'll be here." Mo Han knew her thoughts, and said this lightly.

"Mo Han." She called his name softly and thought for a long time, "At that time, my brother and Yun Ruoxi were engaged, and when I was in Nantang, you accompanied me like this." ”

"I know you hate the young master, but the young master is not better than you. Yun Ruoxi was Bai Hong's person, and he had to do that at that time. ”

"There's nothing to feel bad about anymore. Between us, from the moment I ran madly from the airport back to Leng's house, all that was left was torture. She spoke as softly as the wind.

"The young master doesn't want to sue you, he didn't know about the master and your father at that time, and the young master only found out after he was with Yun Ruoxi. That's why he treats you like that, and makes you hate him. ”

"Then why are you suing me?"

"Because no matter what, I won't let you do anything to hurt the young master and the Leng family." This is his promise to Leng Shen.

"Mo Han, it's late." She closed her eyes, she had already promised Lip, promised Yuesen, she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly spoke, "If what I like is you, will it be different now." ”

Mo Han didn't think about the meaning of her two words, "Miss, go to sleep." ”

After Xia Xingchen fell asleep, Mo Han turned off the lamp.

In the faint light, he looked at her face. At that time, Leng Yan and Yun Ruoxi were engaged, and after Leng Yan walked off the overpass, she asked him to carry her to Nantang. She was lying on his back, and he carried her on his back step by step on the road, and the taxis that stopped beside him along the way were rejected by him. At that time, he thought about it a lot, so he kept carrying her on his back, and now that he thinks about it, it should be his whole life.

That was the first time he realized that his life has nothing to do with the length of time.