Chapter 269: It Hurts to the Point of Despair

Same time.

In a high-end VIP ward, the white curtains were fluttering in the night breeze. Through the window, Mo Yixuan could see a bright moon hanging in the night sky.

He looked up at the sky and didn't look away for a long time. He didn't even look back when the nurse came to change his medicine.

The moonlight was as light as water, shining coolly on every corner of the night city, and also shone into his heart.

He kept one hand on his phone, expecting to hear it ring.

But he never waited for a reply from her.

Not even an expression.

Maybe she was really speechless and had nothing to say to him.

And he really lost her completely.

Yanyan, what should I do? Although I know it's impossible for us to be together, I still can't let you go. Even if I know that Ye Hao will do better than me, I don't want you to stay with him.

Mo Yixuan shook his head helplessly, but the phone in his hand was held tighter, as if he was about to crush it.

And there was a kind of despair for life in his eyes.

This kind of despair almost devours his original self-confidence every day, and now he has no interest in life, work, career, or anything else.

Like the walking dead.

If he didn't have a mother who needed to be taken care of, he didn't know what the meaning of his life would be.

His wife and children were separated, no, he had no children at all, only the sons he once thought he had.

After struggling for more than a year, in the end, I had nothing.

Now, he has nothing but money. Even his mother, the only mother in the world who still loves him, has lost her health. He doesn't even know how long he can live.

And once his mother passes away, he will no longer have a close relative in this world, and he will become a real loner.

The phone in his hand suddenly rang at this moment, but it was not a message from WeChat.

It was a message sent to him from an unknown foreign number.

And every time the other party contacts me, he will use a different foreign number, and the contact is only a single line.

"Mr. Mo, we have received your request. Don't worry, we have always done things reliably and without leaks. Happy cooperation! ( # ^.^ # )"

Mo Yixuan sneered,

It was just a very concise message, and only he could understand what it meant.

He sighed and deleted it after browsing.

Because I don’t want to watch it a second time.

He asked Wu Xiaomin and others to take care of his mother. He was the only one here, and Yang Mingyu who came to see him to discuss some work matters.

Yang Mingyu came out of the bathroom, filled a basin of water, wrung out a towel and wiped Mo Yixuan's face.

"I'll do it myself." Mo Yixuan took the facekerchief.

I rubbed it hard on my face a few times, and it seemed like a layer of skin was being rubbed off. The action seemed like self-abuse.

Yang Mingyu quickly grabbed the veil and said in a deep voice:

"Yixuan, please cheer up, okay?" If we don't cheer up, what will happen to the company's projects, especially the airport project, which must be completed on time and with high quality. Now even some cooperative units have not been finalized.

Yang Mingyu was so anxious that he couldn't sleep for several days.

These days, he is responsible for everything in the company, including Yixuan's work. He has only two hands and one head, and he can't function at all.

He has never been under such tremendous pressure.