"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 154 Mobile Blood Bank and the Sick Young Master

After finishing the last monthly exam, Yunchu ushered in a short winter vacation.

The Chinese New Year will be in half a month. Mo Zhai, who has not contacted them since they moved to Xiangshan, began to call frequently. The meaning behind the words is to let the two go back, and the Chinese New Year will be over. It should be round and round.

Yunchu has been in a low mood recently, and Mo Chi certainly knows why.Seeing the boy's appetite less than a little while eating, he wondered in his heart how likely it was that he wouldn't go back.

It's just that they couldn't refuse this matter. One week before New Year's Eve, the car that Mr. Mo sent to pick them up stopped outside the villa.

Mo Chi watched the butler get out of the car, pack the luggage for the two of them with the bodyguards behind him, and sit on the sofa in the living room with a blank expression on his face.

The housekeeper stood in front of him, asking about his recent health condition with concern.

Yun Chu lowered his head at the side, buttoning the expensive sofa cushion with his fingers, listening to the butler's words full of concern as before, somehow, he suddenly felt that the other party was a little fake.

If he really cared about Mochi, he wouldn't let someone live here alone for nearly a year and ignore him.Thinking of this, Yun Chu's heart was filled with depression, some were not worth doing for Mo Chi, and most of all, he felt sorry for him.

"Yunchu?"

Hearing someone calling him, Yun Chu raised his head from his thoughts, and saw Mo Chi in an alpaca-colored coat and an off-white scarf standing not far from him, looking at him not far away, his dark eyes glowed with starlight, and his gaze was gentle , he said: "Let's go."

"Oh." Yun Chu responded, hurriedly got up and stepped forward, followed behind Mo Chi, and the two went out the door one after the other.

The housekeeper stood behind them, watching the backs of the two leaving, a ray of unknown emotion slipped through those clear eyes without any cloudiness.

I haven't seen him for nearly a year. The boy has grown a lot taller and changed a lot. His face is still the same, but the butler feels that something has changed.

When I went back, it happened to be the peak season, and it was already dark when I arrived at Mozhai.

Returning to the place where he lived for four years, Yunchu felt that he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe. The butler behind him came forward with the luggage of the two of them: "Young master, let's go in, master." Still waiting for you to dine together."

Mo Chi nodded.

In the Mo mansion, in the spacious and bright dining room, the long marble dining table is covered with plates of delicious dishes, the old man Mo in a black Tang suit is sitting at the head seat, playing with the beads in the faucet above the walking stick , eyes slightly closed.

The footsteps came from far to near, but he didn't move, but the butler's voice sounded softly not far away: "Master, the young master is back."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, Old Man Mo opened his piercing eyes as if he heard the sound.

Mo Chi followed the butler and walked in, followed by Yun Chu.

Mr. Mo's eyes fell on this grandson whom he hadn't seen for nearly a year. Those sharp eyes seemed to see through him. Mo Chi listened to his gaze and looked at him calmly. The atmosphere changed subtly, and the two seemed to be competing in secret, neither of them wanted to be the first to lose.

In the end, the maid who came in with the soup broke the deadlock. Old Man Mo gave Mo Chi a cold look, and then looked at Yun Chu behind him.

The old man's gaze was as sharp and ruthless as ever, Yun Chu subconsciously shook his body, but in the next second, as if thinking of something, he mustered up the courage to look up at him.

Not seeing the familiar fear on the young man's face, Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mo Chi moved aside, blocking his gaze.

"Let's have dinner."

The old man sneered inexplicably before addressing the housekeeper.

From the beginning of the meal to the end of the meal, the whole restaurant was eerily quiet, only occasionally the chopsticks would make a slight sound when they hit the dishes.

After finishing the meal, Old Man Mo put down the bowl in his hand, looked at the man at the other end of the table, and said in a deep voice, "The Yang family has a banquet the night after tomorrow, you go for me."

Mo Chi didn't speak, and after picking up Yunchu's chopsticks for the other party's favorite dish, he raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him: "I'm not feeling well."

"Uncomfortable, I think you've been very comfortable recently!" Thinking of the way the other party treated the young man with incomparable tenderness just now, Mr. Mo's heart was ringing with alarm, and he was so angry that he didn't show any expression on his face: "You are already 23, No matter how willful you are, I can ignore you, but don't forget your identity."

Mo Chi listened to his words, and the temperature in his eyes dropped little by little. He looked at Mr. Mo and lowered his voice slightly: "What is my identity?"

Old Man Mo didn't speak, but just took a deep look at Yun Chu beside him: "Mo Chi, have I taught you not to expose your weakness to anyone when you are not strong?"

After saying this, Mr. Mo turned around and left, leaving Mo Chi in the restaurant tightly clenched with the chopsticks in his hand, with an expressionless expression on his face.

Perhaps the expression on his face was a bit frightening, so Yun Chu called him worriedly.

The man came back to his senses and smiled at him comfortingly, without saying a word.

When they arrived at Mo's house, there were too many people talking, the two of them couldn't be as comfortable as they were at Xiangshan.After sleeping separately, neither Mo Chi nor Yun Chu slept well.

The room is too small and the bed is too big.

Early the next morning, Mo Chi and Yun Chu met at the stairs. They looked at each other's dark eyes and didn't know what to say for a while.

Mo Chi looked at Yun Chu smiling softly at him, his pretty brows furrowed imperceptibly, and distress flashed in his eyes.

"Achi, wouldn't it be nice for me to go with you?"

In the black jeep, Yun Chu, who was wearing a black suit and bow tie, pulled the tie on his shirt collar uneasily, turned his head to look at Mo Chi beside him with his eyes closed, and spoke hesitantly.

Tonight was a banquet held by the Yang family, so Mo Chi still came, but he ignored Mr. Mo's gloomy face that was about to drip, and brought Yun Chu with him.

Yun Chu had never attended any banquet before, and the clothes on his body made him feel uncomfortable, as if he was restrained, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Mo Chi opened his eyes, saw the helplessness and uneasiness in his eyes, and his expression softened. He stretched out his hand and took the boy's nervous and sweaty hand into his palm, and said in a deep voice: " Going to a banquet alone is boring, and I want you to accompany me."

The black bracelet seemed to be tainted by the cool temperature of the man's wrist, and it was icy and cold on the back of Yunchu's hand, which made his whole heart soften. Dutifully sent the two to their destination.