Chapter 996
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Ji You replied, "Yes, Young Master."
Mochen asked in a low voice, "Is Ji Yun's condition better?"
Ji You replied, "It's still the same."
If he didn't release Ji Rong, Feng Wan wouldn't tell him what poison Ji Yun was poisoned with.
Initially, he didn't want to care about Ji Yun and wanted him to fend for himself.
But …
He thought of the day he hugged his mother's portrait and cried in remorse. He even wanted to reunite with his mother in the underworld!
Forget it!
Ji Yun didn't want to disturb his mother's peace.
He took a deep breath and blew out a smoke ring. "Young Master, can you get Zhuge Qing and Xu Yan to come over and take a look at Ji Yun?"
Mochen replied, "Yeah, I'll tell them."
Ji You asked in a low voice, "Young Master, how is your body now?"
Mochen replied, "Zhuge Qing said that it's much better than expected."
Ji You heaved a sigh of relief. "After some time, let's do something big."
Mochen narrowed his eyes when he heard that.
Ji You was referring to Boss Qiao's side?
Rong Yan's child would be born in a few months. He was afraid that it would be a disaster!
It was originally a child of the Qi family and with Boss Qiao and Rong Yan's nurturing …
It was obvious that they would nurture an irreconcilable enemy.
He replied with a "Mm".
Ji You replied, "Young Master, rest early."
Mochen hung up the phone. Wearing Mohan's clothes, he went straight to the President's residence and went to the room where the little fellow was staying.
The little fellow was already fast asleep.
Mochen sat in the living room for a while, reading through all the recent investigations on Boss Qiao.
He couldn't figure out where he was.
Ever since the assassination organization's base was destroyed, Boss Qiao's whereabouts had become more and more mysterious.
Rong Yan was also well-behaved and didn't come out to cause trouble anymore.
Little Zhuoma's side had been very quiet.
Had they been preparing all along?
As long as he didn't break the silence, given the current situation, Boss Qiao and Little Zhuoma wouldn't make a move.
And Kubei!
Because they might already know that he was terminally ill and were waiting for the news of his death.
Unfortunately, his life was tough and he wouldn't die so easily.
His gaze landed on Zhu Geqing's phone number. He picked up a call and asked in a low voice, "With the current situation, how long will it take for me to become a vegetable?"
Zhuge Qing replied, "Young Master, we can't confirm it for now. Xu Yan and I will do a blood test when we get back."
Mochen hummed and hung up the phone. When he looked up, he saw Little Pomelo standing in front of him, staring at him.
He froze.
Little Pomelo stood there, not daring to move. He was afraid that if he moved or made a sound, his daddy would suddenly disappear.
After a long time, Mochen asked softly, "Why are you here?"
Little Pomelo didn't dare to speak too loudly. "Daddy, is that you?"
Mo Chen hummed in acknowledgment.
Little Pomelo ran over and threw herself into Mochen's arms.
Mochen carried her and lifted his hand, gently wiping away her tears.
Little Pomelo said, "Daddy, I dream of you every day. Am I dreaming again?"
Mo Chen kissed her on the cheek and replied, "En."
Little Pomelo closed her eyes and hugged Mochen's neck tightly.
Mochen hugged her and coaxed her to sleep, singing a lullaby in a low, magnetic voice.
Little Pomelo hugged Mochen tightly and fell asleep quickly.
Mochen waited for her to fall asleep before carrying her to Weiwei's bedroom and placing her on the bed. Just as he was about to pull his arm away, Little Pomelo quietly called out, "Daddy."
Mochen was speechless.
He froze there and didn't move.
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