Chapter 194 Old Photos
The thick first page was opened, and a boy of about twelve years old appeared.
The boy was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, revealing his slender limbs. Facing the camera, there was an unconcealable sharpness in his black eyes.
He is very thin!
This was Yun Lanyue’s first thought. It was visible to the naked eye that there were many scars on his exposed skin.
He was like a little wolf cub, alert all over, as if he could claw anyone who came close.
"Grandpa and grandma, why does Third Brother have so many scars on his body?"
Before waiting for Mr. Mo to answer, Yun Lanyue suddenly thought of the two whip marks on Mo Chenyan's back.
Two finger-long whip marks were left on the left shoulder blade and can still be seen today.
Not to mention the other minor scars on her body, she only remembered those two scars clearly.
She had asked, but received no answer.
Mr. Mo spoke with heartache: "Xiao Yan was already twelve years old when he returned to the Mo family. We still don't know what kind of life he experienced outside."
If he doesn't tell them voluntarily, they won't be able to find out.
Because the clues were all abroad and extremely difficult to track down, even finding Xiaoyan was an accident.
Yun Lanyue's heart moved slightly. The many wounds on his body showed that he had not had an easy childhood.
Especially those two whip marks, they must have penetrated deep into the bones.
What kind of hardships did he endure abroad back then?
Old Madam Mo: "People outside say Xiaoyan has a bad temper. That's because they did something bad and Xiaoyan taught them a lesson. They deliberately spread those rumors, but Xiaoyan doesn't care. Over the years, his reputation in Jing City has become worse and worse."
Yun Lanyue disagreed with this statement. Mo Chenyan had a bad temper and sometimes lost his temper at her for no reason.
He was talking nicely one second, and got angry at her the next.
She curled her lips and did not refute the old couple who doted on their grandson.
As she flipped through the photo album, she got to know Mo Chenyan a little better. It turned out that he was like this when he was a child.
It's gloomy, like a shadow hidden in the corner, with a weak presence.
Her gaze paused when she saw the next picture.
She raised her hand and pointed at the boy in the photo, "Is this Mo Chenyan?"
In the photo, a boy in an ill-fitting black suit looks at the camera seriously, and the scene behind him is a cemetery.
Mr. Mo took a closer look. "This was when he went with the second son to Taipei City to attend a funeral. I was worried about him, so I asked the people accompanying him to take a picture and developed it and put it in the album."
Yun Lanyue stared at the photo, clenched her fists, and the sound of her heartbeat became louder and louder in her ears.
It was him, the little brother who helped her in the cemetery.
She thought about finding him, but had no clues.
It turned out that he was from Beijing.
It was he who gave her strength when she was in despair.
Her breathing quickened slightly. She had never thought that she would see him again, let alone that the little boy was Mo Chenyan!
Old Madam Mo curved her eyes and said gently, "Yueyue, what's wrong? Could it be that you've met him? Let me think about it, you were only eight years old at the time, how could you have known Xiaoyan?"
After saying this, she felt funny about her own guess.
But the truth is, the two had met when they were children.
For a long time, what Mo Chenyan said to her was her spiritual support.
She controlled her breathing and said, "Grandma, you're joking."
Old Mrs. Mo was flipping through the photo album when another picture caught her attention.
The photo captured the moment the man got out of the car.
The man stepped out of the car with his long legs, bent down and got out, revealing his face wearing sunglasses.
With a high nose bridge and sharp jawline, he is full of momentum and handsome.
Mo Xi exclaimed: "Luxury car, handsome guy, this is too cool!!"
Mr. Mo was very proud. “This photo is the original photo I got from a financial magazine before. It’s very handsome.”
Yun Lanyue never denied Mo Chenyan's appearance. He had handsome facial features, a great body, and was 1.88 meters tall, which completely fits the description of a CEO in a domineering novel.
If he had a better temper, he might have more fans.
She suddenly felt that after covering the man's eyes, she inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.
Could it be that they had met when she didn't know?
Song Zhao muttered in his heart, what's the point of being handsome? My sister doesn't like it anyway.
Yun Yuan: Humph, scumbag.
The old lady stroked the photo with her fingers. "It was in this year that Xiaoyan was kidnapped."
Mo Xi pouted, "Those bad guys are so annoying."
Yun Lanyue had heard about the kidnapping, but didn't know the specific details.
The old lady continued, "He escaped alone, but he said that Ruan Sirou saved him. He was kind to Ruan Sirou for this reason."
Yun Lanyue and Mo Xi widened their eyes when they heard this for the first time.
Mo Xi: "Grandma, are you talking about the weak and powerless white lotus of the Ruan family, Ruan Sirou, who saved the third brother?"
Yun Lanyue: "Is this true?"
Mrs. Mo said helplessly, "We were speechless when we found out, but Xiaoyan was determined to be with her. No matter how much we tried to persuade him, he refused to listen and insisted on cultivating a relationship with her and being with her."
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