Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

In the ward, when he heard the movement at the door, Qiu Bo came out.

When he saw the person standing at the door, a surprised smile appeared on his face.

"uncle!"

Great, the uncle is back, he will be very happy.

Seeing Qiu Bo, the coldness on Mo Xiao's face faded slightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a slight arc.

"Uncle Qiu."

Qiu Bo walked over quickly, "No need to stop me, this is An Zhe, the uncle of the An family."

Hearing this, the two bodyguards at the door quickly stepped aside.

Qiu Bo turned to look at Mo Xiao and said in an excited voice, "Master is inside. I will be very happy to see you back."

"Aqiu, who is here?"

Inside, Mrs. An's voice came.

Mo Xiao stepped in and walked in. Ning Feng and Xing Sen followed him and chatted with Qiu Bo for a few words.

On the hospital bed, he heard footsteps coming, and Mrs. An looked up.

When he saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment.

Then, the wrinkled old face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum smile, "Why are you back, you brat? Didn't you say it would be a few more days?"

The hoarse voice contained joy and a bit of resentment.

Mo Xiao walked over, sat down on the chair in front of the hospital bed, and said in a calm voice, "I came back early because I had nothing to do overseas."

Mr. An's eyes flashed with a kind smile, and he said harshly, "You brat, you didn't even say hello when you came back."

"Why are you in the hospital?" Mo Xiao crossed his legs, and his cold eyes became a little warmer.

"It's an old problem, it's nothing serious." Mr. An waved his hand and said.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, his heart tightened.

"By the way, did you meet anyone when you just came in?"

When he said this, Qiu Bo suddenly remembered that Jian Qing had just left, so he must have bumped into her.

Mo Xiao looked at him with searching eyes and said, "Who are you talking about?"

"Just, just..." Mrs. An hesitated, feeling a little guilty.

"Stop asking, just tell me if you met anyone in the corridor when you just came here."

Ning Feng's eyes flashed and he said first, "Old Master, do you mean a very beautiful little girl?"

"Have you met?" Mrs. An looked at him carelessly, but secretly observed Mo Xiao's expression from the corner of his eye.

Catching the nervousness in Mrs. An's eyes, Ning Feng became more and more sure of his guess.

"Grandpa, why are you so nervous?" Mo Xiao asked quietly.

Mr. An also realized his gaffe and forcibly regained his composure. "I'm not nervous. You're wrong."

"Grandpa, who is that girl?" Mo Xiao asked knowingly.

Mr. An glanced at Ning Feng and Ning Feng, who spoke understandingly.

"Lord, let's go out first."

Mo Xiao lowered his chin, and Ning Feng and Qiu Bo walked out together.

The door was closed, and for a moment, only Mrs. An and Mo Xiao were left in the ward.

"Tell me, what are you hiding from me?" Mo Xiao asked straight to the point.

As early as on the phone, he could tell that his grandfather always had something to say, and he had a hunch that his grandfather must be hiding something from him.

Old Mrs. An was so angry that his beard curled up, and he glared at him, "What kind of attitude do you have, you bastard? You have been abroad for so many years, and you have to ask me, an old man, to beg you when you come back for so long. You are really heartless."

Mo Xiao was already used to this kind of scene, so he remained silent and listened to the old man's admonishment.

Mr. An became angrier as he spoke, and his face became more rosy, "I went abroad and didn't even give up the surname given to me by my family. I only come back once a year, and you never even called me to greet me. It's all in vain that I'm so partial." is you."

Calling Mo Xiao is really unpleasant.

That's right, when Anzhe left everything and ran abroad, he named himself Mo Xiao. Therefore, Anzhe is Mo Xiao and Mo Xiao is Anzhe.

"Grandpa, your topic-changing skills need to be improved," Mo Xiao said.

Being pierced, Mrs. An's eyes flashed slightly, and there was a hint of unnaturalness in his eyes.

He asked tentatively, "You just met Qing Yatou, what do you think of her?"

Mo Xiao glanced at him suspiciously and replied calmly, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Answer my question first." He said angrily.

Mo Xiao said, "Not bad."

"What's not bad? Girl Qing is obviously very good, and she is countless times smarter than you." Mr. An was dissatisfied with his perfunctory answer and snorted coldly.

It was rare for someone to receive such praise from his old man. A flash of surprise flashed across Mo Xiao's cold eyes.

"In that case, why are you asking me?"

Old Mrs. An choked and glared at him dissatisfied.

I don’t know how to respect the elderly at all, bad review.

He looked at Mo Xiao and his heart moved, "You little bastard, I want to ask you something."

"Um?"

"I have no problem with you staying unmarried for the rest of your life, but have you ever thought about children?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiao's eyes were dark and unclear, and he said, "Grandpa, what do you mean by this? Could it be that my mother said something in front of you again?"

Mo Xiao returned to the capital before the Chinese New Year last year. Zhou Qin mentioned to him about finding a woman to be a surrogate mother to have a child. Mo Xiao was so angry that he took a plane back to Country M that night. During the New Year, the An family did not see him. .

Now that Mr. An mentioned the child again, Mo Xiao inevitably remembered what Zhou Qin said to him last year.

Seeing his cold face, Mrs. An knew that he had gone astray.

"No, your mother didn't mention anything to me, I just wanted to ask you suddenly."

Mo Xiaobing's eyes darkened, and his tone was unequivocal, "My child can only be born to the woman I like, and others are absolutely impossible."

Touching the determination in his eyes, Mr. An felt troubled in his heart.

This brat has always had a bad temper. How should he explain to him what happened to Jian Qing's sister and brother?

He was cruel and asked in a deep voice, "What if you never find that woman in your life?"

He didn't want to poke his sore spots, but some things were already doomed, and it wasn't any of their turn to change them.

Mo Xiao clenched his hands tightly, then released them, and his eyes met Old Mrs. An's eyes calmly.

"Then I will look for it for the rest of my life until I die."

He spoke slowly and slowly, with a firm color shining in his eyes.

After searching for more than 20 years, he didn't care about looking for another 20 years.

As long as he lives one day, he will not give up.

Old Mrs. An felt suffocated, looked at him with wide eyes, and then snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Where do you plan to stay when you come back?"

Mo Xiao's expression softened a little, "Old Mansion."

This answer finally satisfied Mr. An.