Chapter 255 The Little Bell Made by Lin Xuanji Herself, for Xiao Moer

Kill three birds with one stone.

Qin Yawen hates why a man like Gu Mohan doesn't like Qier. No, Gu Mohan belongs to Qier in the first place!

It was Tang Moer who stole everything from Qier!

"Mo'er, let's go back." Gu Mohan and Tang Mo'er left together.

…

In the champagne apartment.

In the room, Tang Moer was lying on the bed and fell asleep. She was having a nightmare.

In the dream, she returned to her childhood. Han Xiaowan had just been born. Qin Yawen was holding Han Xiaowan in a warm room and humming children's songs gently. She stood outside the door with bare feet and watched.

Then, she sneaked into the room. She liked this little sister so much, but the little sister burst into tears. At this time, Qin Yawen rushed in, grabbed her little arm without any explanation, and threw her out.

When the scene changed, she was wearing a skirt and drawing in the living room because no one was playing with her. At this time, the drunk Han Dong came over and held her on his lap.

Then, Han Xiaowan celebrated her third birthday and locked her in the elevator. One day and one night, she huddled in the dark elevator and cried secretly. She was let out at night. The Han family held a grand birthday party for Han Xiaowan. Han Xiaowan will A piece of cake hit her little face, and the other children laughed and called her a clown.

Finally, Han Xiaowan rushed towards her with a ferocious face---Tang Mo'er, I should have killed you when you were a child!

Han Dong pressed her on him and wanted to hurt her.

Qin Yawen raised the sharp knife and stabbed her - Tang Mo'er, go to hell.

Lu Qier laughed there - kill her quickly, kill her quickly!

"No...no...don't hurt me..." A layer of cold sweat broke out on Tang Moer's fragrant forehead. She was trembling all over and wanted to escape and wake up, but she couldn't wake up. She was trapped in her own nightmare.

She shook her little head vigorously, and large crystal and hot tears fell down, "Let me go...it hurts...it hurts..."

In her sleep, she hugged herself hard with her two slim arms and choked out in pain, "Mom...Mom..."

"Mom, where are you... Mo'er hurts so much... I need a hug... Mo'er will be good and don't leave me..."

Mother…

She kept calling her mother...

There was longing, weakness and begging in Xinuo's voice, Xiao Mo'er wanted her mother.

Gu Mohan was standing beside the bed with his tall and long legs. He bent his tall body and looked at the woman in pain on the bed. Her sweet little face was wet, whether it was tears or cold sweat. She was trembling all over and secretly. Yujie's comb-like body was shaking non-stop, but she just couldn't wake up.

"Mo'er, Mo'er, wake up quickly... don't be afraid, this is a nightmare!" Gu Mohan shook her hard, trying to free her from the nightmare.

It's definitely not possible for her to continue like this.

Gu Mohan frowned. He regretted it. He shouldn't have let her go to the appointment, and he shouldn't have let her see Qin Yawen's ferocious face.

Qin Yawen had raised her for twenty-one years. During these years, Lin Xuanji had never appeared in her life. No matter how bad Qin Yawen was, she still thought she was her mother.

"Mo'er, wake up!" Gu Mohan pinched her hard with his big knuckled hands, trying to wake her up.

"No, let me go, don't catch me, let me go quickly!"

Tang Mo'er screamed, her delicate body turned over, lying on the bedside, and vomited with a "wow" sound.

She didn't eat anything and all she vomited was acidic water.

vomit…

"Mo'er!" Gu Mohan quickly laid her delicate body on his strong thighs and patted her back gently.

A broad palm touched her forehead. Under a layer of cold sweat, her forehead was extremely hot.

She has a fever.

"Aunt Wu!" Gu Mohan shouted.

"Sir, I'm here!" Aunt Wu quickly ran over from the living room, but there were two tall bodies standing next to the door, and she couldn't get in.

"Sir, can you give in?" Aunt Wu said.

Lu Yan stepped aside and raised his brown eyelids to look at the man in front of him. Lu Jinwen had maintained this posture since he came in. He stood by the door, his deep phoenix eyes falling on the little woman on the bed.

From beginning to end, he didn't move.

"Uncle Jin." Lu Yan said, stretching out his big palm to clasp Lu Jinwen's strong arm.

Lu Jinwen's handsome eyelids moved, he regained some consciousness, and he stepped aside.

Aunt Wu walked in, ran into the shower room and filled a basin of hot water, then put a hot towel on Tang Mo'er's head.

"Sir, my wife's forehead is very hot. It's almost forty-one or two degrees. Please call a doctor quickly to take a look."

Gu Mohan looked at the woman on the bed. Her face was so white that it was almost transparent. She had just vomited and she seemed to be exhausted.

She didn't wake up, her delicate brows were still tightly knitted together, and she didn't sleep peacefully.

Gu Mohan's big, knuckled palms slid into his trouser pockets and he took out his cell phone. He dialed a number, "Hey, Yan Dong, find me a doctor."

…

Half an hour later.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the room, and Tang Moer had an IV drip on her hand. This time she really fell asleep.

Gu Mohan leaned over and covered her with a quilt.

At this time, there was a slow sound of footsteps, and someone came over.

Gu Mohan glanced sideways and saw that it was Lu Jinwen.

The two men's eyes fell on Tang Mo'er, and Gu Mohan said in a low voice, "She has been living a very bad life these past few years."

Lu Jinwen pursed her thin lips and said nothing.

Gu Mohan stepped away and left.

Lu Jinwen stood alone by the bed. He looked at Tang Moer's charming little face, and his memory went back to the past.

When Lin Xuanji was four months pregnant, the doctor performed an ultrasound. He rushed over from the company and stood outside.

The female doctor looked at the ultrasound and said to Lin Xuanji, "Madam, your baby is as beautiful as you. She is still very quiet and is eating her little hands. She will definitely love her mother very much in the future. She is a caring little cotton jacket."

He knew that she had a hard time being pregnant, with severe morning sickness, lying in bed all day and unable to eat anything.

Besides, she doesn't want this baby.

When she was first pregnant, she tried various methods to abort the baby, but the baby was strong and kept growing vigorously in her belly.

Listening to the female doctor's words, Lin Xuanji placed her hand on her bulging belly. For the first time, her pale and delicate eyebrows showed the brilliance and softness of motherhood. Suddenly, she burst into tears.

After so many years, he still vividly remembered the scene at that time. She was sitting alone on the single bed, holding her belly with her two little hands, and burst into tears instantly.

She left behind a child.

This child gave her motivation and hope. She began to eat seriously, do prenatal education, knit sweaters for the baby and do handicrafts when she had nothing to do.

The baby is also very well-behaved. She stays with her mother all the time and does not disturb her at all in the belly. She eats with her little hands and sleeps.

Is that baby her?

Lu Jinwen lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Moer's cute little face, which was exactly like her mother. Now she was softly calling her mother, mother... She missed her mother very much, she wanted a mother.

The DNA paternity test report has come out, and she is his biological daughter.

It turns out that she is Lin Xuanji's daughter.

He thought he didn't like the daughter Lin Xuanji gave birth to.

He really didn't like facing that Lu Qier.

But now looking at this familiar little face, his heart started to throb.

Lu Jinwen slowly stretched out his big palm and caressed Tang Moer's sleeping face bit by bit...

…

The next morning.

Tang Mo'er's high fever subsided, but she was still anorexic. The emotional stimulation and the toxicity of Xiangsizi made her swoon like a flower. Aunt Wu fed her two mouthfuls of water, and she vomited for a long time.

Aunt Wu went to the kitchen to make millet porridge. When she went to the room, she found that the room was empty and Tang Mo'er was missing.

"Sir!" Aunt Wu was shocked. She quickly ran to the study and knocked on the door. "Sir, it's bad, my wife is missing."

In the study, three men, Gu Mohan, Lu Jinwen and Lu Yan, stood up at the same time and ran out.

When he came to the street, Gu Mohan said, "Let's go look for him separately!"

The three people ran in different directions.

Lu Jinwen ran to the bustling area in the center of the city, his deep and sharp phoenix eyes quickly searching the vast sea of ​​people, when he saw a familiar slender figure.

Tang Moer stood by a fountain and looked at the mother and daughter in front of her.

There was a young mother who was in a difficult situation and bought an ice cream for her daughter. "Baby, my mother bought you the ice cream you have always wanted to eat. Take it and eat it."

The little girl took the ice cream, took a lick first, then brought it to her mother's mouth, and said in a sweet voice, "Mom, it's delicious, you can take a bite too."

So the young mother also took a bite.

Beside the fountain, the mother and daughter ate ice cream one bite at a time. The cheapest cone in McDonald's cost a few dollars each, but the mother and daughter ate it so satisfyingly and sweetly.

Tang Mo'er stood aside and watched, her bright clear eyes filled with a layer of water that could not be shed, looking so pitiful.

Lu Jinwen stopped where he was, his feet seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and he could no longer move forward.

"Mo'er! Mo'er!" At this time, Gu Mohan ran over.

Gu Mohan also saw Tang Mo'er's current state, and his heart suddenly ached. He stepped forward with his long legs and quickly put the black thin coat in his hand on her delicate and pale shoulders, "Mo'er, are you cold?"

Tang Mo'er raised her bright clear eyes to look at Gu Mohan, and then gently shook her head.

Gu Mohan's soft thin lips pressed against her fragrant forehead and kissed her, "Would you like some ice cream? I'll buy it for you."

McDonald's is right next to it, just go and buy it.

Tang Moer's palm-sized face was pale. She lowered her head and shook her head again.

Gu Mohan tightened his strong arms and held her tightly in his arms. He felt like he couldn't breathe. Her physical condition was getting worse and worse. She was getting farther and farther away from him step by step.

He began to be afraid that he would not be able to catch her hand if he could not beat the time.

"Mo'er, let's go home, it's cold outside."

…

Back in the room, Tang Moer leaned on the bedside. Aunt Wu handed a bowl of porridge to Gu Mohan, "Sir, you can feed my wife some porridge."

Gu Mohan sat by the bed, took a small mouthful of porridge with a small spoon, then blew the hot air away and handed it to Tang Mo'er's mouth. He coaxed softly, "Mo'er, be good, open your mouth, you haven't eaten for a whole day and a whole day. Come on, have some porridge."

Tang Moer lowered her comb-like feathers, opened her mouth and swallowed a mouthful of porridge.

As soon as she finished eating, she quickly raised her delicate white hands to press her heart, wanting to vomit.

vomit…

Still unable to hold it back, she lay on the bedside and vomited out a mouthful of porridge. She didn't even drink water, and the next step was retching.

"Mo'er!" Gu Mohan quickly patted her on the back with his big palm.

Tang Mo'er stopped vomiting and lay back on the bed. Her face was dying and she closed her eyes.

Aunt Wu was cleaning the room, and Gu Mohan stood by the bed and looked at her current appearance, his big palms hanging at his sides clenched into fists, and a faint scarlet color fell in his deep narrow eyes.

At this time, a series of steady footsteps sounded, and Lu Jinwen arrived.

Lu Jinwen was holding something in his hand, a small bracelet woven with red thread, with two small bells on it.

The little bell emitted a clear and cheerful laughter, which echoed throughout the room and reached Tang Moer's eardrums.

Tang Moer's densely combed Yujie trembled, and then Lu Jinwen bent down and placed the small bracelet on her pillow.

This was knitted by Lin Xuanji herself for her daughter.

Tang Mo'er slowly opened her eyes. She stretched out her delicate white hands and touched the little bell with her soft fingertips. There seemed to be a trace of maternal warmth remaining on the bell.

Twenty-one years ago, when Xiao Moer was just born, she was still a little baby girl. She was lying in the cradle like this. It was so warm in the delivery room. The morning sun outside the window spilled in through the glass, coating it with a layer of gold. Aura.

A young woman stood up from the bed and walked over. Xiao Moer slowly opened her eyes, and a soft and charming little face appeared in her sight.

Xiao Moer thought to herself, her mommy is so beautiful.

The young woman reached out to rock the cradle, and then took out a bunch of small bells. Her soft and pleasant voice sounded in her ears, "Baby, Mommy's baby, do you like this little bell?"

The little Mo'er grinned happily at the young woman.

I like it, Xiaomoer likes it very much.

"Wow, this little baby is so cute. People always cry when they are born, but she likes to laugh." The little nurses commented...

Tang Moer's eyes were red, and Xiu Qiong's little nose was also red. She slowly pinched the little bell into her soft white hands, and then hugged it into her arms. She curled up into a small ball and burst into tears.

Mother…

Her mother…

…

Huo Yanmei was brought into the Champagne Apartment. She thought it was Gu Mohan looking for her, but when she saw the tall man lazily leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window in front of her, she knew it was... Lu Jinwen.

Her pupils shrank and she quickly understood, Lu Jinwen knew.

Lu Jinwen knew the truth about that year.

After a brief psychological fluctuation, Huo Yanmei calmed down. She straightened her back and came to Lu Jinwen's side, looking at him with a sarcastic arc at the corner of her mouth.

Lu Jinwen wiped his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned lazily against the floor-to-ceiling window. At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through his short hair, giving him a charming aura. In a simple white shirt and black trousers, he seemed to have fascinated the whole house. The crown prince of the Lu family in the Imperial City.