Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Yichu had never been so embarrassed as now.

"Sorry." Mo Shuannan said in a deep voice.

He walked forward and rescued her from the bed. The two looked at each other, and the air suddenly became quiet. Xiao Yichu put his hands behind his back and pretended to admire his bedroom.

"I will teach it a lesson later." Mo Shuannan said.

Xiao Yichu waved his hand, walked to the window, and looked down at the potted plants.

He lowered his head and sniffed, smelling the scent of the plants, which penetrated into his body, making him feel relaxed and happy.

"Young Marshal, Young Marshal." Mo Leng woke up from drunkenness, received the message, and walked quickly into the bedroom.

He rushed in and wanted to speak, but when he saw Xiao Yichu, he was stunned, subconsciously shut up, scratched his head and asked embarrassedly; "Miss Xiao, why are you here too?"

"I just came in to see you, you guys go ahead, then I'll leave." Xiao Yichu said.

If she knew there was a problem with the elevator, she would never come up.

The situation with Mo Shuannan was somewhat ambiguous, and Xiao Yichu also wanted to stay away, but the more he wanted to stay away, the closer he would get without realizing it.

"I'll take you there." Mo Shuannan said.

Xiao Yichu waved his hand and said to him, "No need, I can go by myself."

She left quickly, and when she walked out of the door, she found that an earring was missing. She touched the earring and turned back. When she reached out to push the door, she heard Mo Leng's voice.

"Young Marshal, the most influential but low-key family in S City is the Xiao family, and the surname Xiao is very rare. Do you think the Xiao family is the one we are looking for?"

Mo Leng looked puzzled. After searching for a long time, there was no clue about the so-called royal family.

Ordinary families would never have the ability to hide their whereabouts or even erase everything.

But this Xiao family was influential and low-key.

"The so-called royal family must be supported by several large families. Go and check who the Xiao family's family friends are." Mo Shuannan said in a deep voice.

He was a little impatient, in order to survive, for her.

"Young Marshal, don't worry. I will find the imperial physician as soon as possible." Mo Leng said.

Others may not know, but he follows Mo Shuannan around and knows his physical condition well. If he delays any longer, Mo Shuannan will not be able to hold on for long.

The sequelae of the operation more than ten years ago are becoming more and more obvious.

Most people cannot endure such pain, but Mo Shuannan endures it and never shows any clues in front of the Mo family. This endurance is something he has never seen before.

"Yeah." Mo Shuannan responded.

After many years, things have changed.

I don't know if the doctor who operated on him is still alive, or if he is no longer in S City, or even...

Mo Shuannan's heart is hanging in the air. He reaches out to take out a cigarette and lights it. He holds it between his fingers but does not smoke it, letting the cigarette butt burn. When he realizes it, his fingertips tremble and the cigarette butt falls to the ground.

A strong smell of burning comes to his nose, and a small hole is burned in the carpet.

"Young Marshal." Seeing this, Mo Leng stepped forward to see if he was burned, but Mo Shuannan pulled his hand back.

He drew aside the curtains and opened the window, letting the breeze blow away Xiao Yichu's scent, but her scent lingered on his nose for a long time.

"Young Marshal, Miss Xiao has been living downstairs since you checked into the hotel. Today, the elevator suddenly broke down, and she came up directly. Do you think she is monitoring you?" Mo Leng was startled and asked speculatively.

Although Mo Shuannan told him not to doubt Xiao Yichu, Mo Leng couldn't just sit back and watch.

"She won't," Mo Shuannan said with certainty.