In terms of being a good match, Wang He's father Wang Qiansheng cannot become his Mo Kai's brother-in-law.

Wang Qiansheng is the man that Mo Ran has been secretly in love with since she was eighteen years old, a man who is more than ten years older than her.

But at that time, Wang Qiansheng was married, and Wang He was his child with his previous wife.

Later, Wang Qiansheng divorced, and it was Mo Ran who took the initiative to pursue her, regardless of outside opinions, and became Wang Qiansheng's second wife and Wang He's stepmother without hesitation.

Such a woman who practices freedom, simplicity, and doesn't care about the world, has a grudge against Qiao An.

But at this moment, she wants to persuade others with the excuse of "the wrong person is from the wrong family", which is simply double standards and powerless.

Mo Ran naturally realized the meaning of Mo Kai's words and calmly accepted his doubts.

After a long while, "Since you decided to marry her, why did you come to ask me? If you are asking for my opinion, I will leave it here, I don't agree. If you are informing me, then I know, you can leave."

Mo Ran looked at Mo Kai with determination in his eyes, "But Qiao An, I will not admit that she is my sister-in-law."

Mo Kai suppressed his emotions, and there was nothing strange on his face, but only he knew that there was a crazily surging emotion deep in his heart.

He leaned forward slightly and handed the newspaper on the table to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was confused about the result, spread it out, and felt his heart beat.

In a newspaper issue five years ago, the front page headline was a photo of Mo Xun of Mo Sheng Group and his girlfriend in the same frame.

In the photo, there is a woman holding Mo Xun on her arm, wearing a French girl's hair, wearing a white dress, and smiling gently...

It's Qiao An.

The pain in Mo Kai's eyes seemed to be overflowing. He pondered for a long time and went straight in. His voice was obviously dull, "It's because of this, right?"

Mo Ran couldn't help but feel soft in his depressed and deep eyebrows, comforting and discussing, "Why does it have to be Qiao An?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mo Kai's lips, "Sister, why do you have to be your brother-in-law?"

There is no reason to love this thing.

Mo Kai's throat was so tight and so sour that he could hardly make a sound. It took him a long time to open his lips, "I just want to ask, did my brother and Qiao An have that kind of relationship five years ago?"

Mo Ran fixed his eyes on the handsome but extremely depressed man in front of him, and said with a heart, "Yes."

Mo Kai froze completely. It wasn't until Mo Ran called him that he came back to his senses, "So Zhan Zhan and Xin Yi are..."

He couldn't say the next words, but Mo Kai's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the string that had been holding on all afternoon suddenly collapsed.

Mo Kai felt it deeply at this moment what it meant to be manipulated by fortune, and there were no words to describe his mood at this moment.

Qiao An's lingering "I love you" words engraved in his heart made him regain the sense of solidity and intimacy he had lost for a long time. At this moment, they were like big-character posters flashing back in his mind, reminding him of this slippery slope. It’s as absurd as the world’s greatest joke.

In the early morning, everything is silent.

In the Hibiscus Garden, Mo Kai stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The wine glass in his hand has reached the bottom, his eyes are far away and empty, and his mind has long been unknown. He is motionless at this moment, as if he is an eternal statue.

Many worries were piling up in his heart, and no matter how spicy the wine in the glass was, it was not enough to soothe him. Mo Kai had been standing for several hours until Gao Yi came in.

Mo Kai heard the footsteps and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Gao Yi said in a hurry, "Second Young Master, there's a call from Boston Hospital. The eldest Young Master is awake!"


Chapter completed!