In the cold operating room, Mo Li held Mo Shaohan's gradually cold hands, crying hysterically, heart-wrenchingly...

Bai Qianchi, who was awakened by a nightmare, suddenly sat up, his heart so fast that it seemed to be about to break out.

I raised my hand and touched my face, but I felt tears in my hand.

Bai Qianchi looked at the tears shining with his fingertips and was stunned, as if he had not yet come back to his senses from the nightmare.

And tears kept flowing, as if they had not stopped.

The room was very quiet and cold, so cold that Bai Qianchi hugged himself tightly.

Looking at the dark room, inexplicable sadness and loss came overwhelmingly, and her never-before-seen fear made her cry suddenly.

She didn't even know why she was crying, and she cried so sadly, let alone what she was afraid of.

I just felt that my heart seemed to have a missing mouth at that moment.

But she knew that this was not because she was worried about the Emperor's Young Master in the War...

Bai Qianchi, who had been sitting in bed all night, finally survived until dawn. The first thing she did was to call Mo Li and Mo Shaohan again.

I didn't even think that it's just six in the morning...

Fortunately, this time, Moli's phone was connected.

Bai Qianchi, who was adjusting his mood, didn't say a word for the phone call for half a minute.

And the other side of the phone was always silent.

Because the phone was finally connected, Bai Qianchi was happy and didn't notice this at all.

She just tried hard to adjust her emotions and then spoke. However, no matter how she pretended to be calm, the moment she spoke, her voice was already trembling and not decent. Fortunately, she said the words in full.

"Moli, your father called me yesterday. I didn't receive any questions because I didn't receive them. Later, when I called back, no one answered them. Why did your phone call go straight? Is something wrong?"

“…”

The other side of the phone was very quiet, so quiet that Bai Qianchi thought there was no one next to the phone.

"Mo Li? Are you listening?" Bai Qianchi's hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously, and his heartbeat was also increasing.

“…”

Another silence made Bai Qianchi feel confused in addition to worrying.

"ink……"

Just as Bai Qianchi tried to ask Mo Li on the other side of his phone again, a sound finally came from the phone.

"Are you married on May 20th?"

Bai Qianchi was stunned: "Are you... Mo Li?"

Is this hoarse voice that I can't even hear clearly what I said, really Moli?

Mo Li on the other side of the phone did not answer her question, but just repeated the words just now: "Will you get married on May 20th?"

"……yes."

"..." There was another silence on the other side of the phone.

Bai Qianchi waited for a while, but before Mo Li's reply, so he asked, "Is something wrong?"

His voice was obviously just crying, and he had been crying for a long time.

Is there something wrong with Chairman Mo?

As soon as this speculation appeared, it was immediately dispelled by Bai Qianchi.

Because Liefeng lost an arm, Bai Qianchi can't bear any bad things now.

Mo Li sat on the cold floor, with her back against the wall, holding her cell phone in one hand.

The pair of eyes that were crying red and swollen were staring at the cold body on the operating table.

His desperate eyes were filled with tears, and his pale face was covered with tears.
Chapter completed!