1727: C1727 Passionately a Confrontation of Life and Death 26

C1727 Passionately a Confrontation of Life and Death 26

"Return..."

Qian Yunfan's lips trembled as he answered with difficulty.

"Dad, don't worry."

Qian Jingchuan spoke again, his eyes shining with an incomparably resolute light.

"Go back … "Go …"

No matter what he said, Qian Yunfan would only reply with this word.

Qian Jingchuan pursed his lips, becoming increasingly determined to thoroughly investigate this matter.

The people of the Qian Family would never allow others to bully and humiliate them.

Even his mother was involved.

"Sigh …"

Qian Yunfan saw that no matter how hard he tried to explain, his lips moved and he let out a heavy sigh.

The sound of the ventilator became louder.

Qian Jingchuan shook his cold hand and tucked him in.

Ten minutes later he got up and walked out.

In the lobby of the first floor.

Mo Ye sat on the sofa with a cup of coffee in front of him.

There was no longer any steam in the coffee cup.

Seeing that Qian Jingchuan had gone downstairs, he didn't get up, but instead put down his folded legs.

"Jing Chuan, sit here."

As usual, he patted the sofa beside him, gesturing for Qian Jingchuan to sit down.

Qian Jingchuan's face was silent. He walked towards him, but finally sat down opposite him.

The atmosphere was somewhat delicate.

Mo Ye could also feel the change.

It was obvious that Qian Jingchuan wasn't as friendly and friendly to him as he was before.

He could even feel the faint hostility within the gaze that shot towards him. The tone of his voice had also become much colder.

Mo Ye could faintly guess the reason for the change in Qian Jingchuan.

However, he did not want this to be true.

"Young Master Jing Chuan …."

A servant of the small building then came up and poured a cup of black coffee for Qian Jingchuan.

Qian Jingchuan frowned, a look of disgust passing through his eyes.

"Jing Chuan, did you not sleep last night?"

Mo Ye saw that his eyes were slightly green, and his handsome face had a deep sense of weariness, so he asked with concern.

"Yes."

Qian Jingchuan replied and added.

"The jet lag hasn't been reversed."

"Go back and have a good night's sleep, your mom is waiting for you at home."

Mo Ye said warmly.

Qian Jingchuan frowned and said in disgust.

"It's the same for me."

"This place can't compare to home …"

Mo Ye slowed down his speech and spoke with a heavy tone.

"Didn't my father live here for so many years?"

Qian Jingchuan's lips curved up and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes, with a kind smile on his face.

"It's not the same."

"What's different?"

As the sound of his voice faded, it was as if he realized that the tone of his voice wasn't any good. He withdrew his eyebrows and softly said.

"Uncle Mo, don't mind me." I just want to spend more time with my father. "

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed across Mo Ye's eyes.

"I understand. But Jing Chuan, your mother has worked very hard these past few years. Since you've returned, the first thing you should do is to visit her. "

"Hmm …"

Qian Jingchuan faintly replied.

The smell of the Joyous Union Fragrance floated over. His heart tightened as he tried his best to control his emotions.

"Jing Chuan, last time when I saw you in the Sacred Land, I didn't hear you say that you were preparing to come back." Has something happened? "

Mo Ye looked at him without batting an eyelid, trying to get an answer from the change in his expression.

Qian Jingchuan picked up his coffee cup and took a sip of the black coffee he didn't like.

Bitter and bitter, the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

"Uncle Mo, I was so naive that I wanted to accompany my father …"

Qian Jingchuan lowered his head, feeling a lump in his throat.

"I don't want to wait for the loss before I regret it."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ye frowned slightly.0

A complicated feeling spread from the bottom of his heart …

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