My Previous Fraternal Twins

"There's nothing wrong. Zichen is waiting for you in the hall downstairs. I'm just asking when you'll be back. If it's too late, I'll let him have a rest first." Tang Wanrou also heard Mo Shichen's impatience, so she changed her mouth.

When Mo Shichen heard Zichen's name, his voice also slowed down: "let him have a rest first. We don't come back so soon."

"OK, I'll tell him," said Tang Wanrou gently.

When Mo Shichen was ready to hang up, Tang Wanrou at the other end of the phone said, "brother..."

"What's the matter?" Mo Shichen asked.

"When I have a baby, can brother come to the hospital to see me?" Tang Wanrou asked with expectation.

Mo Shichen pondered for a moment and promised for the first time, "OK, I'll come to see you."

"Really?" Tang Wanrou asked unexpectedly.

"HMM." Mo Shichen said softly, but he couldn't hear a trace of emotion in his voice.

Mo Shichen listened to Tang Wanrou, who was ecstatic at the end of the phone, and the cold in his eyes overflowed a little.

Before Tang Wanrou could continue talking, he hung up the phone directly.

"How?" Tang Wanxin asked after seeing Mo Shichen's phone hang up.

"Zichen asked her to call and asked when we would go back. It should be something," said Mo Shichen.

Mo Shichen guessed that Mo Zichen was looking for them because of something, so he asked in some confusion, "Uncle three, what do you think of our mistress?"

"Follow your heart and don't regret it." Mo Kun looked at Mo Shichen with a peaceful smile on his face.

"But they killed their second aunt together." Mo Shichen still didn't want to forgive her. After all, Haohao was so small, but they could do it.

Mo Kun got up and made tea for the people. Slowly, he said, "who is right and who is wrong? No matter what you think, just do what you want."

Mo Shichen put Mo Kun's words into his heart one by one.

"You think you owe Zichen. If you want to help him and offset your debt to him, it's OK, but it's up to you to think about it." Mo Kun reminded again.

"I see. Thank you, uncle three," said Mo Shichen.

He nodded and poured a cup of mellow green tea into everyone's tea cup.

The taste of green tea is very good, with a faint milk aroma and refreshing fragrance, which is enough to wash away all greasy.

"Green tea is not as thick as Pu'er. It tastes very elegant. Every time you drink it, your mood is different." Mo Kun's voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Mo Shichen understood what he meant. Just be simple.

He suddenly looked up at Mo Kun: "thank uncle three for his good tea. Let's go back first."

When he got up, everyone said goodbye one by one.

Before leaving, Mo Kun asked the servant to give all the wine to Mo Shichen.

"These are all your mother's efforts. Go back and bury them in the basement. Don't let them spoil the taste outside." Mo Kun said treasure.

"HMM." Mo Shichen was also very careful with the wine, as if he were treating treasures.

Wearing light clothes, Mo Kun took them all the way to the car.

After several people said goodbye again and again, they got on the bus and left.

Mo Shichen looked at the smaller and smaller Mo Kun in the car mirror, but he had an unspeakable taste in his heart.

Every man has his life, and wealth lies in heaven.

This farewell may be farewell!