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Chapter 51

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She tilted her head and looked at Mochen. Her big, beautiful eyes seemed to be smiling and talking.

Mochen's thin lips curved into a smile. His voice was as magnetic as a cello. "Don't you have the right to be narcissistic?"

Little Pomelo giggled and replied charmingly, "Yes, I do. I really do."

Mochen said in a low voice, "Then isn't it natural to be narcissistic?"

Little Pomelo nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense."

Mochen walked over, raised his hand and gently stroked Little Pomelo's head.

Little Pomelo shrank her neck and leaned the back of her head against his palm. She stole a glance at Mochen.

Was this considered taking advantage of her?

She seemed to have secretly taken advantage of Uncle Mo!

But Uncle Mo was accompanying her to take care of Mommy. She felt so blessed!

If only Mommy had woken up earlier!

Mochen lowered his head and looked at Little Pomelo.

The little girl's hair felt so good that he couldn't bear to part with it!

Hence, the moment Wei Wei woke up and opened her eyes, she saw the scene before her!

Was this the legendary stroke on the head that killed her?

For a moment, she thought she was hallucinating!

Mochen looked sideways and saw that Wei Wei had woken up. His expression instantly turned cold and he said in a chilly voice, "You're awake?"

Wei Wei was speechless.

It wasn't an illusion!

It was real!

Why … Why was he here?

Mochen snorted. "Is your brain damaged too?"

Wei Wei couldn't care less about a certain someone's cold words. She was so shocked that she almost fainted again.

Little Pomelo panicked. "Mommy, did you really damage your brain?"

Wei Wei was speechless.

Little Pomelo waved his chubby little hand in front of her and stretched out two fingers. "Mommy, how many are these?"

Wei Wei glanced at it. "Three!"

Little Pomelo frowned worriedly. "Uncle Mo, my mommy really damaged her brain. What should we do?"

Mochen looked at Wei Wei coldly and snorted. He picked up his phone and made a call. "Dr. Feng? Arrange for a brain CT scan for the patient here. "

Dr. Feng was speechless.

Had it already been done?

Was Mo Shao so forgetful? Or was there something wrong with his memory?

When Wei Wei heard this, her expression changed again and again. She forcefully said, "Two!"

When Little Pomelo heard that, she looked at Wei Wei happily and waved her little finger. "Mommy, how many is this?"

Wei Wei felt as if crows were flying over her forehead. It was very difficult for her to endure. "Three."

Little Pomelo continued.

"Four!" "Four," Little Pomelo said.

Relieved, Little Pomelo turned to look at Xiang Mochen. "Uncle Mo, my mommy's brain is fine again."

Mochen nodded. "Mm."

Little Pomelo was so cute that he was in a good mood. He glanced at Wei Wei and his voice was not as cold as before. "If you continue to be so emotional, your brain might really be damaged."

Wei Wei was speechless.

She gripped the quilt tightly with both hands.

Even if her brain was damaged, it was her brain that was damaged. It had nothing to do with him!

Moreover, she still couldn't figure out what was going on!

She remembered that when Kubei was sending her to school, a black pickup suddenly rushed over from the opposite lane. Kubei hurriedly turned the steering wheel to avoid it and collided with the car on the next lane …

That was probably why she hit her head on the glass and bled a lot.

Kubei went down to take a look. She looked out of the window and suddenly her vision went black. Before she could make a sound, she lost consciousness!

Mochen glanced at them and said in a low voice, "You touched my car."

Wei Wei was shocked!

Enemies were bound to meet!

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