Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

As Mo Shuainan listened, he stared at her squatting on the ground with a smile on her face.

He thought of his parents, his eyes darkened.

"Is it okay?" Xiao Yichu asked.

She didn't hear what he said, she pouted her lips a little unhappily, and said a little disappointedly: "Then will you find many good friends in the future and stop being friends with Xiaoliu?"

"No." Mo Shuainan said.

He has an introverted personality, doesn't talk much, and doesn't like to make friends.

"Then will you marry me? Then we can play together in the future." Xiao Yichu said eagerly.

She had no idea what marriage meant, and thought she could play with him just like now. She was very happy! Like a good friend.

"Yes." Mo Shuainan responded.

Xiao Yichu jumped up with joy and reached out to hug him.

"I knew you were the best." Xiao Yichu said.

At this time, Xiao Yijue's voice sounded. He came over and pulled her over, and said seriously: "He is the best? What about me?"

"How about you too," she said.

Xiao Yijue listened and said, "Which one is better, me or him?"

She shrank her neck and didn't know how to answer. If she couldn't agree, would her brother hit her?

Mo Shuainan stood there, he also wanted to know, but unfortunately he felt uncomfortable in his chest and his mouth was a little sweet. He turned around and stretched out his hand to wipe it, and found that it was red.

"Shuai, where are you going?" Xiao Yichu saw Mo Shuainan leaving.

She tried to chase him, but she kicked something and fell.

Xiao Yijue stepped forward to help her up and saw that her eyes were red and her knees were broken.

"Stupid." Xiao Yijue said reproachfully, but his eyes were filled with distress, and he carried her to find a doctor.

Mo Shuainan walked quickly, returned to the room, closed the door, and ran to the bathroom.

"Pfft." He spat and looked at the bright red blood dripping on the sink. He quickly washed it off. The pain in his chest became more intense and he fell to the ground.

With Gu Chuyan's distressed eyes in his mind, Mo Shuainan got up.

He wanted to find her, but unfortunately he couldn't crawl anymore and fell to the ground. Many pictures flashed before his eyes, including his parents, his sister, and a dog.

"Young Marshal." He vaguely heard the bodyguard calling him, and his grandfather lifting him on his shoulders. He felt like he was going to fly, and the words "Young Marshal" kept ringing in his ears.

Who is the young marshal? He is the young marshal! That was not only his parents' expectations for him, but also the Mo family and many familiar people.

He didn't want to die and wanted to get up, but fell down.

"Mom." Before fainting, he subconsciously called Shen Chengjing's name.

He vaguely saw Shen Chengjing walking towards him, squatting down and picking him up. Mo Shuainan wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be strangled and he couldn't speak.

Gu Chuyan was anxious. Just after she finished her work, she turned around and found that Mo Shuainan was missing.

When I came to find him, I found him fallen to the ground with blood everywhere.

"Ask for water, ask for water." Gu Chuyan was so anxious that her throat became hoarse. She hugged him and walked out quickly, driving to the city.

When he rushed back to the noodle shop, he saw Wenshui holding a disposable cup and squatting on the ground brushing his teeth.

"Sister-in-law... uh." She asked for a drink of water and was about to spit it out.

When he saw her running over with Mo Shuainan in her arms, Wenshui was so shocked that he swallowed the water.

"Look what's wrong with him." Gu Chuyan shouted.

She had never been so panicked before. She was deeply afraid that Mo Shuainan had something wrong with her and would not be able to explain it to Shen Chengjing.

Wen Shui threw away the toothbrush and water glass, reached out to take Mo Shuainan and carried him back to the room. There were several customers eating noodles in the noodle shop, and they were also frightened.