Before Sun Heng could answer, Li Beichen strode into his home with his mother.
Mo Bao appeared at the door of an independent bedroom on the second floor.
Shen Tang stood on the stairs, his eyes widened instantly, "Jiujiu...that's not right!"
She had met Mo Bao and was even kidnapped together with Mo Bao. During the kidnapping, she lost such a smart, warm-hearted grandson!
Shen Tang can't forget Mo Bao's little face, every frown and every move!
"Mo Bao? Beichen, Beichen...is this child Mo Bao?" Shen Tang shed tears fiercely, her eyes turned scarlet, "Mo Bao is back?!"
"Yes, mother." Li Beichen gave Shen Tang a positive answer.
"Mo Bao, you were kidnapped to protect grandma. Are you happy to see grandma?
She underwent a spinal cord transplant and has recovered." Li Beichen's vertical gaze shot towards Mo Bao.
The corners of Mo Bao's eyes were forbearing and red.
Li Beichen, a bitch, is very good at using cruel tricks, so he used his grandma to test him.
He almost lost control of his emotions and wanted to break the gong.
Mo Bao clenched his little hands and looked away from his grandma's face with difficulty. He raised his lips indifferently and said, "Li Beichen, it's you I'm looking for."
The little guy turned around and went back into the room.
Li Beichen comforted his overly excited mother and glanced at Sun Heng, "You help her go downstairs. Mother, I'll ask the driver to take you back first."
"But Beichen, why does Mo Bao live here! Why does he ignore me? He..."
Shen Tang had ten thousand questions and was eager to ask them.
Li Beichen pinched his eyebrows. He planned to bring his mother here today. It was a temporary idea. First, he wanted to use his mother to stimulate Mo Bao's memory.
Secondly, he no longer plans to hide the calligraphy treasure.
Wen Ning, we are getting married today.
There was a coldness in the man's pupils. Before the bloody storm, they were as calm as an ice cellar, stagnant water without any ripples.
Li Beichen pushed open Mo Bao's bedroom door. The room was very clean and tidy. Mo Bao was sitting alone on the chair beside the bed. He sat upright and looked straight at him. His dark eyes looked into his own eyes.
Different from the Mo Bao Li Beichen saw before, his face no longer had a dull, timid look.
But she didn't show any familiarity with him.
"Mo Bao, kid... have you recovered your memory? Do you know that I am your father?" Li Beichen rolled his Adam's apple, his voice trembling slightly.
He walked up to Mo Bao. He was too tall, so he leaned over slightly, trying to see the child's clear eyes.
"I know who you are."
Mo Bao curled his lips coldly, raised his little head, and looked at what he was wearing today.
Daddy Scumbag was wearing a black suit, very formal, which made him look too deep and cold, and his eyebrows were so sinister that it was hard to see clearly the emotions in his eyes.
The trousers are slim-fitting, the suit jacket is narrow, and the hem is strict and has the style of a slight dress.
Around his neck was a Windsor knot.
If you are not attending an important occasion, there is no need to wear such a formal suit.
The dad in front of me looks like a black gentleman, elegant and cold, but also like a demon about to destroy the world.
Mo Bao's guess seemed to be confirmed. He took a breath and got straight to the point, with a sharp tone, "Daddy, are you planning to go to Rongcheng today?
Go ahead.
I hope you go.
I hope you can take mommy back."
Because of Mo Bao's intuition, the matter between Daddy and Mommy is not over yet.
This is related to Xie Zhiyin and the child in her belly.
But Mo Bao hasn't found out what's going on yet, so he can't reveal more. It's already a risk to meet Daddy Zha.
He must continue to stay here.
Li Beichen's eyes hardened, "Daddy, Mommy", he enunciated the words so clearly.
Did Mo Bao really regain his memory?
He squatted down, held his son's thin shoulders with his big hands, and wanted to hug him over, "What did you just say?
Mo Bao, say what you said again!
Daddy wants to hear it!”
But Mo Bao let him hold it tightly, shut up and said nothing. His clear eyes returned to an indifferent look, and he looked at Li Beichen quietly.
He also removed his big hand, turned around, and looked elsewhere.
Mo Bao knew in his heart that no matter whether he asked his father to come over to see him today, his father had already made a decision in his heart.
In his heart, he has never given up on Mommy, and he will definitely go.
Mo Bao felt relieved.
"Mo Bao! Say something... say something to Daddy again."
"I haven't completely changed for the better, Li Beichen, I can't leave here."
Mo Bao looked out the window and said to him, "Seize your time."
His answer, tone, and logic made Li Beichen breathe deeply, and he had the answer in his heart.
Mo Bao had his memory, he was no longer stupid, he started to get better.
That being the case.
He seemed to have a reason to go to Wen Ning.
Even if he didn't originally intend to use any excuse, he would definitely show up at Wen Ning's wedding.
Whether she is alive or dead, a corpse or a wisp of ashes, he will take her away.
For the past half month, he had been living in agony, and working all night long could not give him any breathing space.
His feelings for Wen Ning were more hopeless than he imagined.
His woman, he would rather destroy everyone than let her marry someone else.
This is the determination engraved in his bones. He has carved her into his bones!
Li Beichen lowered his head and looked at his watch, and put his big hand gently on Mo Bao's head. He did not move, his eyes were aligned with his son's, looking at the rising sun outside the window, a smile appeared on his thin lips, "Mo Bao, you are the little boy outside the window.
sun.
This is the first official meeting between Daddy and you.
No matter how much your memory has been restored, your body has not gotten better.
Daddy, thank you for calling me over today.
I'm leaving, I'm going to find her. Take care of yourself."
The warmth of his fingers left Mo Bao's head, and the man's breath retreated.
Mo Bao turned around, looked at his long legs under his black trousers, and stepped out of his small bedroom. His father did not look back.
Mo Bao took a deep breath and his eyes were wet. He didn't understand what his father's last words, 'take care of yourself', meant?
Will it take a long time for him to go to see his mommy?
Mommy will definitely not agree. What kind of quarrels and wars will break out between them and Uncle Li at the wedding?
Mo Bao couldn’t imagine it!
His little hand reached under the pillow, where there was a phone watch, which he had passed on from Sun Heng's daughter.
He memorized the number ninety-nine.
Mo Bao held his breath and decided to contact Jiujiu. He sent Jiujiu a message!
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"Third brother..."
Outside Sun Heng's villa, Huo Ling rushed over.
Li Beichen leaned against the Bentley's body, lowered his head and blew out the smoke. His eyes were cloudy, and the soft morning light could not enter.
"Aling, I want a plane and all your men in Rongcheng."
Huo Ling's temples were tense and he wanted to persuade him, but he didn't dare at all. At this time, the evil and cold aura on the third brother's body had already been released.