Chapter 5427 Don't cry out for pain, take my son in

Mo Yaochen looked up at him and frowned, "Uncle, Daddy is here..."

"Mo Yaochen," Chen An rarely called his name, his tone was cold and he looked at him seriously, "You go back first, I have something to say to your dad and take everyone away."

“…”

Mo Yaochen looked at his unusually serious expression and his heart slowly spread uneasy. He pursed his thin lips tightly, "Dad," he lowered his voice, "Is there something wrong with my father?"

"Chenchen, you go back first," Mo Beiyan rubbed his head and said in a low voice, "I have something to do with your Uncle An. You are not allowed to peek or eavesdrop. If you think I am your dad, just listen to me, otherwise I will be angry."

Mo Yaochen looked at him and nodded after half a minute, "Okay."

He signaled all the imperial guards and the men in black to retreat. Mo Huantong also walked over from the helicopter. Mo Yaochen walked towards her with long legs, "Mommy, are you going in with me?"

Mo Huantong glanced at Mo Beiyan. Mo Beiyan did not look back, but he knew she was looking at him. He said in a deep voice, "Don't shout the pain, take my son in."

He said my son.

A very heavy sentence.

Such words... are almost impossible to hear from Mo Beiyan's mouth.

Mo Huantong and Mo Yaochen looked at each other, and said nothing, turning around and walking towards the palace together.

Only two men who were equally tall and tall were left in the huge garden.

Mo Beiyan was the first to speak out, "Brother An, I know you lied to me..."

"Where is Mo Nanjue?" Chen An interrupted him. His eyes were dull and gentle, and he stared at him like this. "You said he should be calm before. I sent him a text message and he would reply to me, but it was just a few simple words."

After a pause, his voice became even lower and hoarse, "But I sent more of it later, but he replied less, and then I won't reply. Mo Nanjue is not such a person. I said that when I sent text messages, he would definitely come out to see me if he saw him - I know him better than anyone else. I have hardly left him in the past forty years. He will not leave me, and I will not leave Tong Ran, so now I need to know where he is."

Mo Beiyan met his eyes, his narrow and frivolous phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold wind blew his short burgundy hair out of a messy beauty. "Brother An," he rolled his Adam's apple, trying his best to get over it, "I know you want to see Jue, but he still has some knots in his heart, so he still... doesn't want to see you for the time being."

"You replied to the text message," Chen An seemed unable to hear his answer and said to himself, "It was not answered by Jue. He never replied to a word when I sent him a text message. I don't believe he would ignore the phone call I called."

"He is not ignoring you, he blames himself," Mo Beiyan pursed his thin lips tightly, his handsome face was slightly stiff, "Wait for a while, I will try my best to persuade him... Brother An, give him time."

"You are lying to me," Chen An looked at him straight, "He couldn't blame himself for not seeing me. I've sent a text message saying that I committed suicide and he couldn't fail to come out. Mo Nanjue would never treat me like this."

“…”

Mo Beiyan didn't know what to answer.

refute?

He could not refute that Mo Nanjue was indeed not such a person. He would only bear all the pain and consequences alone.

Even if he saw Mr. Ran and Brother An in bed with his own eyes... he should go home or go home, or block the gun or block the gun, he would do whatever he should do. He would swallow it himself even if he could pierce the arrows into his heart. He would never show it.
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