"Didi, Didi..." the message sounded for several times. While driving the car, Mo Shichen lightly scanned the information on the mobile phone.

"President, as the old lady said -- if he wants to die outside, he will continue to live a happy life. My old bone can't toss for a few years. Anyway, no one will collect his body when I die."

"The so doctor lives in Jinzhuang."

Mo Shichen stepped on the accelerator to the end and turned quickly.

The mountain road is winding and towering, with few vehicles.

Mo Shichen didn't know how long he had been driving. As soon as the work stopped, he would have a lingering nightmare in his mind.

Racing can make him focus and empty his mind, but in a racing car six years ago, he suffered a terrible car accident, and Mrs. Mo ordered him not to go to the underground racing track again.

It happened that Tang Wanrou appeared that year.

There was always a smell on her, which awakened the scene of his first meeting with her.

"She" can reassure him.

However, Mo Shichen hated Tang Wanrou's approach.

Today, at the meeting, he couldn't work normally because of the woman named so.

He felt that long lost relaxation in her

Just then, a beam of high beam came in front of him. He suddenly recovered and turned the steering wheel. However, the truck rushed across

……

After dinner, Tang Wanxin sat in the studio on the second floor, holding a psychology book about insomnia, but he was attracted by the voices of the two little guys outside the window.

She got up, went to the window and gently lifted the curtain.

Two little guys are playing football on the lawn.

Tang Ruizuo was dressed in a black ball suit and skilfully played football. The night wind brushed his hair and stirred his curly short hair. His handsome little face showed a rare smile.

Tang Ruizuo always likes to keep a straight face. Outsiders always exude an atmosphere of "strangers don't get close". Children in the kindergarten don't like dancing with him. She thinks it's her reason. She has done a lot of psychological tests for Tang Ruizuo and found that he not only has no psychological defects, but his IQ is higher than that of children of the same age.

Until today, when she met Mo Shichen again, she really realized that heredity is really terrible.

Tang Ruizuo is a reduced version of Mo Shichen, and even his temperament has been copied. If Mo Shichen finds this child, I'm afraid

"How do you play football?" then Tang Qimeng's voice sounded.

Tang Wanxin regained his mind and saw two little guys chasing the ball one after the other. After a while, they disappeared into the green terrace and turned to another place.

Just then, Meng Yang came in from the outside, holding a stack of books in his hand and said, "sister Tang, this is the book you want, as well as the medical record information of Mo Da Shao."

"Put it on my desk." Tang Wanxin turned and returned to the workbench.

Meng Yang put the book in the vacant place.

Tang Wanxin smiled and said, "assistant Meng, it's hard for you today."

"No hard work, no hard work. Mengmeng and Zuo are very cute."

"In short, thank you very much. Go back to your room early today and have a rest. I'll watch here."

"OK."

Over there, two little guys chased the ball outside the villa garden. Tang Qimeng gasped and complained with a red face: "I told you not to play handsome and kick."

"Don't move here, I'll pick it up." Tang Ruizuo stopped, pressed his hands on Tang Qimeng's shoulder and said in a commanding tone.

Tang Qimeng snorted, "I don't want to run with you anymore. I'm so tired."

She sat on the ground and raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her face.

Tang Ruizuo gave an unsophisticated "um", turned around and was ready to pick up the ball.

However, just as he turned around, a tall figure covered him.

Tang Ruizuo looked up and his face suddenly changed

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