1746: C1746 Freshmen 4

C1746 Freshmen 4

"Why do you suddenly want to go to the sanatorium?"

Mo Ye's expression changed, his tone was very complicated.

"I want to see what exactly Jing Chuan is doing?"

Seeing his expression change, Jing Ze became even more agitated and replied impatiently.

"Do you want to see Jing Chuan or Yun Fan?"

A glimmer flashed across Mo Ye's eyes.

These words were vaguely tasteless.

"What do you mean?"

Jing Ze, who had already taken two steps forward, stopped. His back stiffened slightly as he turned to glance at Mo Ye.

"Arthur, don't misunderstand, I have no other intentions …"

Mo Ye narrowed his eyes and looked slightly relieved.

"Mo Ye, after so many years, I didn't expect you to …"

Jing Se gnashed her teeth in anger as she glared fiercely at him. Then he turned his head and dragged his heavy legs forward.

"Arthur, let's talk, shall we?"

Mo Ye followed him.

"..."

At this moment, Jing Ze was extremely upset. Not only did his expression not ease up, the anger in his eyes only deepened.

"Arthur, what happened to you today?"

Mo Ye asked patiently, lowering his voice.

"Mo Ye, does Jing Chuan know about our matter?"

Jing Ze suddenly stopped his steps. He was so surprised that the butterfly that had stopped in between the flowers flew up into the air.

"Why are you … Did he say anything to you? "

Mo Ye was shocked, a wrinkle appeared at the corner of his eyes.

"Although he didn't say anything, his reaction this time was too huge …"

In the end, she was his own son. The moment Jing Ze saw Qian Jingchuan, he felt that something was wrong.

"Arthur, are you thinking too much?"

Mo Ye pretended to be puzzled, but he knew it better than anyone else. After so many years, he was humble and humble. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a mature and steady elegant gentleman. Actually, he was a cunning old fox, and also a hungry wolf.

"My own son, I don't know yet …"

Jing Ze replied with a more serious tone.

"Arthur, I really doubt it when you put it that way. In all these years, Jing Chuan had never been so concerned about Yun Fan. Not only have you replaced the doctor and the nurse, you have also replaced the servants and the security guards … "

"I already told you not to be soft-hearted, lest you cause trouble during the night. "This is great..."1

Jing Se's eyes were filled with anger as a trace of viciousness appeared in his eyes.

"Arthur, are you blaming me for not killing Yunfan?"

With his hands behind his back, Mo Ye scanned his surroundings out of the corner of his eyes.

There were no servants around.

After so many years, the servants had already formed a tacit understanding with each other. Whenever Jing Se and Mo Ye were together, they would take the initiative to avoid them.

There were some things that he needed to be aware of.

If he knew too much, it would bring about a fatal disaster.

"If he died, wouldn't there be so much trouble?"

Jing Ze's gaze was ice-cold. The moment he opened his mouth, the surrounding air became much colder.

Hearing this, Mo Ye's heart skipped a beat.

The most poisonous thing was the woman's heart.

He was right about Jing Ze.

He suddenly shivered for no reason.

Would she do the same to him one day?

"Arthur, he is Jingchuan's father …"

"He's only a nominal father … "Heh …"

"Arthur, you."

"What is it? Others may not know about this, but even you do? "

Jing Se looked at Mo Ye and laughed coldly.

"Arthur, are you going to tell Jing Chuan his real background?"

Mo Ye tightened his grip on his back. A pair of bottomless black pupils, like a thousand-year old well, glimmered with a faint, cold light.

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