At the foot of the mountain of Guanghua Temple.

Yan Jing looked in the rearview mirror at the vehicles that followed their car along the way, and it seemed that they had no intention of leaving.

She raised her eyebrows, retracted her gaze, and looked back at Yan Mo, who knew the situation but did not stop him. After thinking for a while, she slowly spoke:

"You really don't want to care? He's been traveling with us."

Yan Mo stopped teasing the child in his arms and looked up at the rearview mirror. He saw the black car following them slowly. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but he did not stop immediately.

A Biao had also noticed the car early in the morning, and there was a murderous intent in the darkness. He had not attacked the man before because he thought that the man was an acquaintance of Yan Mo. But it really made him uncomfortable for a top bodyguard like him to be followed.

"Madam, should I drive him away?" A Biao asked.

"No need." Yan Mo replied: "It's too much trouble to stop the car to negotiate. I'll give him a call."

She took out her cell phone, opened the address book, and found Fu Haonan's number.

When the car reached the bottom of the mountain, the mobile phone in her hand would occasionally emit message alerts. Yu was about to call, but before he could do so, the phone in her hand rang with another call.

“Ring, ring, ring…”

Yan Jing, the two little ones, and Tangtang stopped what they were doing and looked at her phone.

"Great-grandma." Tangtang said excitedly as she looked at the caller ID.

A warm feeling flashed through Yan Mo's heart. They were always the ones who cared about her the most. She slid her finger across the screen and answered the call. She didn't answer it immediately herself, but put the phone to Tangtang's ear, giving the three generations of descendants time to talk.

I don't know what grandma said to Tangtang. In just a few seconds, Tangtang's big crystal eyes smiled into a crescent moon. Then, reluctantly, she pushed the phone back to Yanmo's ear, a little bit dissatisfied:

"Aunt, grandma wants to talk to you."

Yan Mo did not resist. He put his ear to the phone and listened carefully to what was being said on the other end of the line.

In less than a moment, the call was hung up on the other end, but Yan Mo on this side seemed not to notice and still held the phone tightly to his ear.

Her face was sometimes ecstatic, sometimes worried, and two lines of tears appeared on her cheeks, making her look extremely sad. Among so many complicated emotions, there was a touch of firm determination.

This change in mood made Yan Jing stunned. She came to her senses and immediately nudged Yan Mo who was sitting next to her and asked worriedly:

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Mo did not answer. He stared at the phone tightly and turned his head stiffly, as if he could see through the rear of the car and the distance to the military green Hummer that was not visible at all at the moment. Through the military green Hummer, he could see his pale and bloodless handsome face.

How could he come to her without caring about his own safety as soon as he woke up?

Her grandmother told her nothing else but that Si Ze had woken up from the hospital this morning, and the first thing he did was to drag his sick body to the Yan family and take her back.

This result made her ecstatic, but also worried. She wanted to beat him up and scold him back.

However, she knew that for now, she should stay away from him as much as possible before she could figure out how to deal with the situation. This was a way to protect him and was a manifestation of her love for him.

Did she miss him? Yes, she missed him so much that her flesh and blood ached, but she absolutely could not, because of her selfishness, destroy him as Tang Ping had said. She couldn't do that, and she couldn't do that.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Yan Jing shouted anxiously again.

In these few seconds, Yan Mo had already analyzed the whole thing in his mind and came to a conclusion.

Yan Mo raised her hand to stop Yan Jing from touching her hand: "I'm fine."

"Sister, what did grandma say?" Yan Jing was curious about what grandma said that could cause her sister to have such a big emotional fluctuation.

"Nothing." Yan Mo shook her head and thought for a while. She picked up the phone again and called Fu Haonan again.

The call was quickly connected, and Fu Haonan's voice, filled with a hint of joy, rang out:

"Momo, are you looking for me?"

Yan Mo went straight to the point:

"Why are you following me?"

After hearing her words, the other party was silent for a while before slowly answering:

"I want to protect you."

This promise was a bit surprising to Yan Mo, and then he frowned. The other people in the car pricked up their ears and listened to the strange looks that were moving around at Yan Mo.

At some point, she accidentally pressed the loudspeaker button during her call with Fu Haonan, so everyone in the car could hear what Fu Haonan said.

"No need, I have someone to protect me." Yan Mo refused without any hesitation.

The other party's phone fell into silence again, and Fu Haonan did not speak.

Yan Mo didn't want to know what Fu Haonan was thinking, nor did she have the time to care what he thought. She spoke again:

"Mr. Fu, thank you for taking me to meet the host today. If I have the chance in the future, I will return the favor. You can go back now!"

Although her words did not seem to have much meaning literally, the people in the car felt that her words contained a deeper meaning.

Fu Haonan on the other end of the phone naturally understood the meaning of the words. He opened his mouth and said hoarsely:

"Can't you give me a chance?" There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Yan Mo's brows furrowed even deeper. She glanced around and saw that everyone in the car was staring at her, with a look of anticipation in their eyes. In order to prevent Fu Haonan from saying anything beyond her control, she repeated the words she had told him to go back in the first place, and then hung up the phone without hesitation.

Seeing Yan Mo hang up the phone, Yan Jing, who was sitting closest to her, quickly moved her butt closer to her.

Yan Jing looked her sister up and down with a strange look in her eyes and asked excitedly:

"Sister, you are really capable! It's only been less than a day since I divorced my brother-in-law, and your new partner has already come to me."

As she spoke, her eyes on Yan Mo became brighter and brighter. No wonder, her sister was so charming now. The more familiar someone was, the easier it was to ignore her.

Yan Jing discovered that the sister sitting here now seemed to be the same person as the sister in her consciousness, but they gave people different feelings.

In the past, Yan Mo had a clear beauty that was untainted by the dust of the world. Now, her beauty has not changed, but there is also an air of nobility in this beauty, just like the difference between Bailian and iceberg snow lotus. The former is pure and beautiful, while the latter adds a sense of mystery and nobility on the basis of purity and beauty.

As a woman, you may like it, but for men, it can even stimulate their desire to conquer. No wonder someone confessed his love to my sister just after she got divorced.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Mo scolded.