187: C187 Cheating

C187 Cheating

3"Liming, last time Yuv Family sent some cosmetology supplements, give your family a call and have them deliver it to the General Academy." Ren Xinru immediately made the decision to ask her family members to send those who went to get scars over.

"Alright, I'll go next door to see that kid." Mo Liming agreed straightforwardly. As a man, it was hard for him to talk to Mu Qingqing. It was Ren Xinru who talked to her more.

"Auntie, no, thank you." Mu Qingqing thanked her sincerely. It was all because of Mo Xiaohe that Ren Xinru treated her so well.

"Why are you using honorifics? You, just treat me as your friend. If there's anything that you're unhappy about, just tell me." Ren Xinru sat beside Mu Qingqing. She had a pretty temperament and was wearing a light French perfume. It was not strong at all. She felt sorry for the pain Mu Qingqing had suffered, and she felt even more sorry for her young age, for being so sensible, and not having the arrogance a little girl should have.

"My family's Xiaohe had a fall when he was young. He was almost a knife-scarred face. At that time, Liming was still happily laughing at his ugly son." Ren Xinru moved the topic to Mo Xiaohe enthusiastically. " "You see, he hasn't got a scar on his face. On the contrary, Liming has a dark expression on his face every day. He fears that his son will be even more handsome than he is.

Mu Qingqing's expression changed. Ren Xinru's concern for her was real. In any case, he hoped that she wouldn't be unhappy because of the wound on her face.

"Qingqing, I've brought you the durian Soup. I wonder if you like it." With that, she started to open the bag on the bedside table.

"Zhaoxi City can buy this?" Mu Qingqing's gaze was slightly surprised. This fruit was not found in every city.

"I brought it with me when I was out playing. Have you eaten this before?" What Ren Xinru wanted to express was that this fruit, durian, wasn't something that everyone could accept. Even though she liked to eat it, it didn't mean that Mu Qingqing also liked to eat it. The moment the words left his mouth, the taste of his words changed. It was as if he was talking about how he had never tasted Mu Qingqing's identity. "No, I mean durian tastes strange. Are you used to it?"

Mu Qingqing knew what she was thinking, "Yes, I like eating this."

The taste of the durian was very sweet. Those who could accept its taste didn't feel that it was smelly, only that the smell it emitted was quite strong. Mu Qingqing likes to eat durian, also likes to eat durian cake.

"I'll feed you." When Ren Xinru heard this, she finally found someone who was on the same side as her! The Mo family's father and son hid far away just by smelling this smell. Ren Xinru couldn't find anyone who loved to eat durian like her. This time, Mu Qingqing also liked to eat, so she happily fed her a piece.

"Both Xiaohe and Liming don't like to eat this. Every time I eat this, they hide far away, afraid of being smeared by this taste." After Ren Xinru fed Mu Qingqing, she picked up a piece and ate it herself.

The sweet taste melted on the tip of her tongue and the durian cake melted in her mouth. Mu Qingqing thought it was good after a bite.

In the next room, Mo Liming was standing beside Mo Xiaohe's bed with a serious expression. The boy was lying on the bed, and his dying look made him suspicious.

"Dad, drink some water." Mo Xiaohe was lying on the bed, using his eyes to point at Mo Liming. There was mineral water on the bedside table, so it was inconvenient for him to get up.

"No need." Mo Liming said with a darkened face, "You, Second Uncle, said that you can withdraw next year. From the looks of it, you should leave as soon as possible."

Mo Xiaohe did not utter a word, silence did not mean tacit approval. Mo Liming knew his little trick.

"We have no choice but to retreat!" "Of the 360 lines, you have to choose the one that has no future!" Mo Liming was going to die from anger because of this brat. If he was told to do business, he must join the army. They had to call for reinforcements!

Mo Xiaohe pursed his lips and didn't say anything. Xiao Jiu Jiu felt that with father and son inside, it wasn't good for him to rush in, so he could only stand at the door and watch.

"That Brilliant Army sign at the entrance of your house, when will you be back?" Mo Liming felt that the golden and red brand blinked. Every time he saw it, he would think of this brat teaming up with his brothers to do this.

"Did you hear that?" Finally, Mo Liming specifically asked him.

"Yes." Mo Xiaohe feigned weakness as he replied.

"Don't go back on your word. I've already told him about Second Uncle's situation. If you don't retreat next year, he won't have a good life ahead of him." Mo Liming seemed to have seen through his son's trick and didn't leave him with a way out.

Mo Xiaohe blinked and sighed helplessly in his heart. Why did his dad keep staring at his green clothes and want to strip him of his title?

"Dad, calm down." Seeing Mo Liming's gloomy expression, Mo Xiaohe tried to comfort him.

"You never made your mom stop worrying!" Mo Liming hated the fact that he failed. He didn't want Mo Xiaohe's injuries to be known to Ren Xinru at the very least. She would definitely die from the pain in her heart.

"Your son knows his wrongs." This was the common point of Mo Xiaohe and Mo Liming. They did not want Ren Xinru to be unhappy.

Mo Liming's expression relaxed slightly. He knew that his son was filial.

"It's getting late, take mom back to rest." Mo Xiaohe also did not want to see Ren Xinru. The wound on his chest would not allow him to lie to others. If Ren Xinru saw that he had suffered such heavy injuries, she would not be on the same side as him in the future.

Mo Liming's gaze darkened as a trace of craftiness flashed across his eyes.

After his father left the ward, Mo Xiaohe got up and instructed Little Jiu Jiu about something. Little Jiu Jiu looked at him in surprise. Brother Mo, is, is this okay? "

"Speed!" Mo Xiaohe was getting anxious.

The footsteps grew louder and louder. Mo Liming stood beside Ren Xinru, indicating that she should push open the door and take a look.

"If you dare lie to me, the next time I buy a whole box of durian shells I'll kneel to you." Ren Xinru stared at him, her slender hand already resting on the handle of the VIP ward door.

"Then we'll agree that if this is true, you'll have to stand on the same side as me in the future." Mo Liming said seriously.

Ren Xinru pushed open the door of the ward. There was indeed a person lying on the bed, his back facing the door.

Her heart suddenly tightened. What Mo Liming said was true. Mo Xiaohe was really shot!

"Wife, don't worry too much, you've almost recovered." Seeing Ren Xinru's sad expression, Mo Liming suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of guilt. He had succeeded in his plot, but his lord wife was in a bad mood. He couldn't bear to see her sad for the person he doted on.

"Xiaohe …" Ren Xinru's footsteps were heavy as if filled with lead. What she had always been afraid of had really happened. This VIP ward was not a good place. She would never want the people she cared about to lie down in such a luxurious place.

"Mom, why are you here as well?" Mo Xiaohe opened the bathroom door. He was tall and was wearing a camouflage training uniform with a military cap on his head. He looked like a handsome young man.

Ren Xinru tilted her head. "Weren't you injured?"

She looked at the person on the sickbed again. Feeling anxious, she turned around to look at the person lying on the sickbed. It was a young face, and it weakly rested with its eyes closed.

"It's good that it's not you, it's good that it's not you." Ren Xinru's heart was finally relieved.

"What's me?" Mo Xiaohe strode towards her and bared his eight teeth at Mo Liming.

Good kid, you don't get tired of deceit. You actually dare to lie to them like this!

"Your dad said... "Pfft, you don't have to talk about this. You just need to be good." Ren Xinru wanted to say that Mo Liming was injured, but seeing that Mo Xiaohe was standing there, she felt that if she said that, it would be a gamble, so she decided not to say it anymore.

"Why are you in this ward?" Although Mo Liming lied to her that Mo Xiaohe's injury was fake, but his son was standing in the ward, so there was still a fifth of truth in his words.

"I'm accompanying him. My comrade suffered some injuries, so I have to take care of him." Mo Xiaohe grinned.

Ren Xinru glared at Mo Liming snappily, "Just you wait, I'll go back and buy the durian now!"

Mo Liming's gaze was sharp like a torch as he carefully examined Mo Xiaohe's body from head to toe. His son was already capable of playing dirty with him at such a young age.

"Cough, mom, you guys can go back. My comrade still needs to rest, I can't disturb his rest." Mo Xiaohe ordered the guests to leave, but Mo Liming stared at him with fear in his heart.

"Take care of your health." Ren Xinru looked at him worriedly.

While she was talking, Mo Xiaohe had already pushed both of them out of the door.

There were not many people outside the ward. If Mo Xiaohe did not go out to meet them, Mo Liming would not be able to do anything about it.

Luckily, Ren Xinru's IQ was low, or else she would be exposed!

Xiao Jiu Jiu secretly opened one eye and whispered to Mo Xiaohe, "Brother Mo, is it okay?"

"Don't move. My dad will probably kill you in a while. You can continue acting for a while." Mo Xiaohe sat on the sofa and started peeling apples.

"How do you know?" Little Jiu Jiu was a bit annoyed, this Mo Xiaohe seemed to be calculating something.

"Don't be like a son who knows his father." Mo Xiaohe twitched his lips and waited for Mo Liming to come back to settle the score with him.

Sure enough, another person's footsteps came from the corridor. Mo Liming didn't look too good, and when he pushed open the door, it was a bit rough.1

"Dad." Mo Xiaohe smiled and handed him an apple.

Mo Liming looked inside. Little Jiu Jiu was still lying on the bed and Mo Xiaohe was sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

"Stop acting, were you targeting me just now?" It was a cruel trick. Ren Xinru told him to go home and kneel down to Durian, saying that he cursed his son.

It was hard for him to tell if this was real or fake.

"Dad, I'm not going to talk to you tonight, I can't drink." Mo Xiaohe raised his eyebrows. It was all because of Mo Liming.

"So you lied to me that you were hurt?" Mo Liming really wanted to beat him up.

"You want Mom to see that I'm injured? That's even more sinister." Mo Xiaohe said, unconvinced.

"Good boy!" Mo Liming gritted his teeth. This son of his had grown up. He looked more and more like him.

"You can't blame me, I had to do it." Mo Xiaohe divided the peeled apple into four pieces and handed it to Mo Liming.

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