Hearing this, Grandpa Sheng was so excited that he stood up abruptly. The tea set on the coffee table was knocked over and rolled on the ground.
He didn't care about anything else and walked over to the old lady's side.
Old Mrs. Han glanced at Old Mr. Han.
The old man's eyes reddened. "Ah Chen, I'm your grandfather!"
Mochen replied, "Yes."
The old master asked excitedly, "When did you wake up?"
Mochen said, "Today."
The old master said, "That's great, that's great!"
When the Old Madam heard this, she knew that the old man was here to snatch the phone. She quickly said, "Ah Chen, I'll ask Shang Ziyang to arrange the wedding for you and Weiwei immediately!"
Mochen glanced at Weiwei with his dark eyes. "Mm, thank you, Grandma."
Old Madam said, "Child, hurry up and give your Dad and Mom a call."
Mochen said, "Okay, then I'll hang up."
As soon as Old Madam Mo heard the call end, she grabbed Old Master Mo with both hands and said excitedly, "Old man, am I dreaming?"
Old Master Mo replied, "No!"
The two of them hugged each other and cried. The butler and the auntie came in and were shocked. "Old Master, Old Madam, what happened?"
The old lady's eyes were red as she looked at the housekeeper and the auntie, crying and laughing at the same time. "My Ah Chen woke up, my Ah Chen woke up, my Ah Chen woke up …"
The old man lifted his sleeve to help the old lady wipe her tears. "Silly old woman, you'll wake up if I say it once. Why do you have to repeat it so many times?"
The old granny said, "I'm happy!"
The old man said, "Alright, alright, alright. You can say it as many times as you want."
The old lady grabbed the old man's clothes and cried while wiping her snot. "Old man, are you happy?"
The old master said, "I'm happy, I'm happy!"
The butler and the auntie's eyes also reddened.
Ever since the Young Master's accident, the atmosphere in the house was no longer the same as before. It was as if the sky had fallen, and the sky was finally clear after the storm!
…
Mochen called Mo Heng and Qin Man.
Qin Man cried, and so did Mo Heng.
Mochen called Mohan again.
Compared to Old Master Mo, Old Madam Mo, Father Mo and Mother Mo, Mohan was much calmer.
He didn't believe that his brother, who was a figure of faith in many people's hearts, would continue to sleep!
He didn't believe it!
Sure enough, big brother woke up.
Mochen replied, "I still have to stay in Nancheng for a few more days."
Mohan replied, "Sure."
Meanwhile, Weiwei called He Lianxiao. "Dad, Ah Chen is awake."
He Lianxiao was elated to hear that. "Good, that's great!"
Weiwei said, "Then I won't call you for now. Tell my mom that I just called her and she's on the line now."
He Lianxiao's eyes reddened. "Okay, when are you going back to the capital?"
Weiwei replied, "I'm not sure yet. I'll have to observe him for a few days before he stabilizes."
He Lianxiao said, "Alright."
Happy, too happy to know what to say.
Weiwei hung up the phone and looked at Xiang Mochen. Her eyes seemed to contain the entire Milky Way.
Mochen pursed his thin lips and smiled at her. In the end, he stroked her hair with his large palm, his long fingers threaded through her hair, forcing Weiwei to lift her head.
Everyone else knew what to do and left.
The little fellow and the others had even pushed away the Oranges.
Mochen looked at Weiwei with his dark eyes. Inch by inch, he held the back of her head tightly. "I'm sorry that you've been worried and scared all this time."
Weiwei asked softly, "So?"
Mo Chen stared at her for a long time before asking in a voice that sounded like it was filtered through an hourglass, "Will you marry me?"
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