Chapter 147 Someone Feels Cold (Part 2)

Mo Xianlin glanced at the arms of the mother and son with jealousy, and snorted coldly: "It's late at night and the dew is heavy. Aren't you afraid that he can't stand it?"

Lu Yilan looked a little worried after hearing this.

"Ah Chen, are you cold?"

Mo Shaochen glanced at his father meaningfully, his low voice carrying a hint of teasing.

"I'm not cold, maybe someone else feels cold."

Lu Yilan looked at the father and son, and suddenly understood something. She stretched out her other hand and pinched Mo Xianlin's waist hard, scolding, "I finally got to see my son, why are you messing around!"

Mo Xianlin endured the pain, his eyebrows remained motionless, and said, "What I said is the truth."

Lu Yilan glared at him, "Stay away and don't get in the way of my son and I communicating with each other!"

Mo Xianlin snorted coldly, said nothing more, and did not leave. He slowed down his pace and followed the mother and son.

"Ah Chen, are you feeling better? I heard that you fainted on the plane that day, and I was so scared that my heart almost stopped beating! If you are too busy with the work, just hand it over to the people below, and be sure to rest more."

Mo Shaochen patted his mother's hand soothingly, "It's okay now."

Lu Yilan took the opportunity to complain again: "I want to go to the mansion to see you, but your father won't let me!"

Although Lu Yilan is over sixty years old, her natural pampered life and the kindness of time make her look like a mature and beautiful woman in her forties.

The few fine lines at the corners of her eyes did not diminish her beauty, but instead added to her mature and charming charm.

She was unconsciously acting coquettishly, and Mo Xianlin's forehead twitched.

He pulled Lu Yilan to his side, and put his big hands firmly around his wife's waist as if to declare his sovereignty. He looked at his tall and straight son Mo Shaochen with displeasure.

"You are already an adult, why don't you consider your lifelong affairs? Get married soon and have some grandchildren, then your mother won't worry about you all the time."

Mo Shaochen glanced at his old father indifferently and said nothing.

Lu Yilan wanted to be closer to her son, but was rudely interrupted by her husband. She struggled and pushed him away in displeasure.

"What are you doing? I'm talking to my son!"

Mo Xianlin remained unmoved, his large hands around her waist as tight as an iron clamp, "Just say it, I'm not blocking your mouth."

"Let go! Why are you clinging so tightly to me? Are you cold?"

"Yeah, it's a bit cold. I'm old and can't stand the wind. I'll hold you to keep you warm."

Lu Yilan's fair face immediately flushed, and she pinched his arm coquettishly, "You old man, you have no shame. Why are you saying dirty words at your age? Your son is still here!"

Mo Xianlin was very proud, and glanced at his tall son who was walking alone with disdain, "Why should I care about him being a single guy? If he has the ability, he can find a young wife to hug back home, and I won't stop him."

Lu Yilan was both angry and amused. She had no choice but to continue spoiling her husband, whom she had spoiled.

"Ah Chen, I accompanied my mother to the hospital for a physical examination a few days ago and had a chat with Yan Hong." She glanced at her son's expression cautiously and tentatively.

Mo Shaochen responded indifferently.

Mo Xianlin and Lu Yilan, the couple, may not know what their son is thinking.

But Mo Shaochen was cold and deep, and he understood the old couple's calculations very well.

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One white and one red were acting in front of him, didn't they just want to know the news about the kid in City B? Mo Shaochen was very calm and didn't say a word.

Lu Yilan pinched the thin flesh on her husband's waist: Ask quickly! Mo Xianlin took the opportunity to hold Lu Yilan's hand in his palm: No, I don't bother to care about him!

A fierce light flashed in Lu Yilan's beautiful eyes: If I don't ask you, don't sleep in my bed tonight and go to your study!

Mo Xianlin cleared his throat and looked at Mo Shaochen with an unnatural expression, "Yan Hong said that he saw your girlfriend."

Mo Shaochen curled his lips and looked at his old father, his expression half-smiled, "Did he really tell you that?"

"That's what he told your mother."

Being blamed, Lu Yilan quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, Yan Hong just said that you seem to have a girlfriend, a pretty young girl."

As he spoke, he observed his son's expression without blinking.

(End of this chapter)