The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex-Chapter 1402 - Missed Was Simply Missed

Chapter 1402: Missed Was Simply Missed

Lin Wan remembered what Mo Ling told her before and tried not to show the look of guilty and let the man in front doubt.

Sure enough, after she finished, she saw Mr. Mo smile faintly.

Mo Yixuan reached out his hand, seeming less resistant to the strange woman in front of him.

“Help me… Rest.” This time, he said in a deep voice, which seemed clearer.

Lin Wan hurried to help Mo Yixuan, and carefully helped him to the bedside.

After lying on the bed, Mo Yixuan waved. It was very late and he wanted to have a rest, and this woman needed a rest as well.

Lin Wan, “Mr. Mo, I’ll sleep in the next room. This is my phone number. If you have any inconvenience at night, just call me directly.”

Lin Wan always remembered that her duty was to take good care of the man in front of him.

Mo Yixuan nodded slightly.

Lin Wan smiled gently.

“Good night, Mr. Mo.”

After that, she turned and walked out of the bedroom.

It seemed that she had to take the time to meet Mo Ling’s mother, so that she could get to know more about Mr. Mo and to understand more about his needs when she took care of him.

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Upstairs, Mo Ling was on the phone with his mother. He stood in front of the window and pushed it open, letting the cold wind blow on his face.

He, though at the age of 24, was much more mature than his peers, but with fewer experiences. Since his father got ill, there were many conflicts within Tianyu Group, each of which was very difficult to deal with. Some veteran employees were not very obedient to him.

It was impossible to have no pressure, but he himself suppressed the pressure in his heart. When he was alone, his smile would fade away and the worry deep in his heart gradually emerged on his face.

“Mom, dad is better now.” Mo Ling said on the phone.

He didn’t want his mother to worry.

“If your father’s mood is still low, remember to call your mother, and she will go to comfort him.” The voice of He Xiyan came from the phone.

She was sitting on the sofa, looking through a picture album she had kept.

“Okay, mom.” Replied Mo Ling.

“By the way, Mo Ling, if it is convenient for you, come to the castle for dinner the other day. Your sister is back.”

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Mother and son chatted over some daily topics for nearly half an hour.

After that, He Xiyan leaned on the sofa, eyes fixed on the ceiling above.

She was no longer young, and had gone through too much. Her temperament had changed as well.

She still felt a faint heartache when recalling something in the past.

In fact, a person’s lifetime was very short. Unconsciously, she had passed two thirds of her life. In a few years, she would grow old and die.

Some people, if they were missed, would really be missed.

With a low sigh, she soon picked up the mobile phone which was put aside.

She clicked on an account she rarely contacted.

They really didn’t have much contact, because the last message was sent to her more than half a year ago; the content was just a wish for her happy birthday.

He Xiyan hesitated for a moment, then clicked open the input box and input a line of text.

“I hope you will get better soon and live a better life in the future. Don’t abandon yourself. In my eyes, you have always been very tough and strong.”

He Xiyan sent this message over.

What she could do was limited, simply giving him some encouragement.