An Shengqing couldn't help herself and ran to her brother with red eyes, crying and shouting, "Bad brother! I thought you would never wake up again!"
As she spoke, all the grievances in her heart came up, and she burst into tears, which was rare. She had none of her usual dignity and no image at all.
This family of four was like crazy, crying and laughing at the same time.
After finally regaining their strength, Han Mo and An Shengxu both clamored for water.
An Yu asked for some water for them and watched them drink cup after cup. When they drank the sixth cup, An Yu snatched the cup away.
I've never seen anyone drink water like this before, I'm afraid it will make me sick.
If someone doesn't let him drink, he will start clamoring for food.
After consulting a doctor, I learned that the patient, who had just recovered from a coma, still needed recuperation as his spleen and stomach had not yet recovered their functions and could only eat some thin porridge.
A pot of ginseng chicken porridge was cooked in the kitchen, but it was only eaten by the mother and son, and it was soon finished.
An Shengqing finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you two look like you haven't eaten or drunk anything in months?"
Han Mo put down the spoon in her hand and glanced at her eldest son. After looking at each other, they tacitly said nothing.
As for the system, it never appeared again after Han Mo "died" once, and Han Mo never mentioned it to her family.
At their second formal and grand wedding, Han Mo found an opportunity to ask Mr. An about the system in private. However, the old man looked at Han Mo with confusion, as if he didn't understand what she was saying at all.
Han Mo couldn't give up easily, so she asked him what the underground vault in his house was used for.
Grandpa An Yu was even more puzzled and asked, "What vault? There has never been a vault in this old house. We are in this era now. Money is kept in the bank, and antiques can also be kept in the bank. Why would I build a vault myself? Wouldn't that just make it an easy target for thieves?"
As a result, when Han Mo went to the An family's old house, she searched for it again and again based on her memory, but the elevator leading to the vault seemed to have never existed.
But when Han Mo went to the villa that An Qicheng had bought for her, she found that the vault existed and she was not dreaming.
An Yu still harbors a grudge against Jiang Fan for not saving the twins, and cannot let it go. Han Mo also thinks that Jiang Fan is too paranoid, because those are her children.
So he wasn't even invited to the wedding.
But he still came, took a look from a distance and left.
Later, Jiang Fan became an independent traveler and photographer around the world.
Every time he went to a place, he would take photos with the local landmark buildings holding jasmine flowers, and publish them in journals, and post them on WeChat Moments and Weibo.
Because of his outstanding appearance, wealthy family background, and mysterious whereabouts, his stories are often published in various fashion magazines.
When the twins were seven years old, Han Mo cut her hand with a knife during breakfast one day. Suddenly, she superstitiously remembered the original script that the twins would not live past the age of seven, and her heart tightened.
Until the day before the twins' birthday, news of Jiang Fan's disappearance while flying a small plane alone across the Sahara Desert was all over the place.
The internet is full of netizens praying, hoping for good news.
Jiang Fan, who was already very popular, became even better known to netizens because of this news. Unfortunately, the official announcement was issued twelfth hours after he was discovered missing.
The wreckage of the crashed plane and Jiang Fan's body were found in the Sahara Desert.
Han Mo stared at the news on her phone. The picture accompanying the news showed a piece of airplane debris stuck in a pile of sand, with a mineral water bottle scattered next to it.
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