MTL - Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 149 One hundred and forty-nine gangsters

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Probably only hurt his leg. Xiao Baizhen's operation ended very quickly, and it ended in less than two hours. During this period, the doctor came out and asked Mrs. Xiao's opinion on whether Xiao Baizhen was amputated. Passed.

Song Xunhe and Xiao Yuanmu stayed in the ward until Yang Jie told them that Xiao Baizhen's operation was over, they only passed by, and at this time Mrs. Xiao also woke up.

She was sitting on a chair in the ward, and the housekeeper was quietly aside, the atmosphere was very calm.

"lady."

Seeing Song Yehe and Xiao Yuanmu coming over, the housekeeper whispered a little and made Mrs. Xiao look up.

When she saw Xiao Yuanmu, who was standing with Song Yehe not far away, she suddenly covered her mouth, got up and walked quickly to them, and hugged Xiao Yuanmu and cried.

After crying for a long time, she choked and said, "Your brother ... what can he do?"

"He's so young, he's just an adult, and it's the best time to move, so he has no legs, what can he do?" Mrs. Xiao clutched Xiao Yuanmu's arms tightly, her eyes flushed, and she was gone. The grace in front of people is usually indifferent, and the fragility of a mother is revealed without any concealment: "Which is so small, why are those kidnappers so cruel?"

Xiao Yuanmu looked down at the makeup in front of her eyes, but the woman without any appearance had a pale look and no ripples in her eyes.

"Are you sad?" Mrs. Xiao shook her head, frowning at Xiao Yuanmu, and asked him, "Your brother has become this? Why aren't you sad?"

Song Yan and frowning, raised her hands to block Madam Xiao, but she looked thin and weak. Actually, holding Xiao Yuanmu's hand was very powerful. She clutched him tightly, and then questioned him.

"Why aren't you sad?"

Xiao Yuanmu didn't seem to feel the pain, and his tone was very light: "He can hardly survive."

"Do you want your brother to lose his life?" Mrs. Xiao asked with wide eyes. "So the Xiao family is completely yours, do you think so in your heart?"

"lady!"

Waiting for Song Yi to speak, the housekeeper had taken the lead to interrupt her.

"I'm sorry for your wife, Master." The steward bowed, "The young master is not in a good condition, and his wife's mood is not stable. Besides, the husband is not aware of the situation here yet, so the wife is more stressed. Hope You can understand her. "

Xiao Yuanmu's complexion remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "Take care of his wife."

The housekeeper nodded respectfully and helped Mrs. Xiao take a step back.

In the cold but clear words of the housekeeper, Mrs. Xiao also responded. She raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Yuanmu, opened her mouth to explain and did not know where to start. She opened and closed her mouth, and repeated a few times. After that, the shrugged shoulder suddenly collapsed, and his voice was crying: "Yuan Mu, you forgive mom, mom ... just too sad."

Song Yanhe dragged Xiao Yuanmu behind him, and Pi Xiaorou did not smile: "Mrs. Xiao, I am sorry that your little son has encountered such misfortune, but what you said to my lover made me very unhappy. I I can understand that your emotions are too exciting, but you ca n’t understand that you questioned your eldest son because your younger son was injured, and even said such chilling words. "

"I ..." Ms. Xiao moved the corner of her mouth. Her eyes looked at Xiao Yuanmu, and her eyes were guilty and begging: "Yuan Mu ..."

"Mrs. Xiao." Song Yanhe interrupted her: "I know this is very impolite to you, but I don't want you to continue talking to Xiao Yuanmu now, whether you mind or not, I will now take him to the ward , Because his leg has just been stitched and needs to be cultivated, of course, if you remember this thing, I believe you should not mind. "

Song Yonghe turned around with Xiao Yuanmu's arm and walked away. Just two steps later, he paused and turned his head: "Do you remember what I said to you?"

Mrs. Xiao looked at Xiao Yuanmu's back. At this moment, Song Xihe's voice was drawn back to her, and she blinked again and again.

Song Yan and the eyes were very cold, and did not look at Mrs. Xiao again, helping Xiao Yuanmu to leave.

Back in the ward, Xiao Yuanmu held Song Yihe's hand.

"I don't want to stay in the hospital, can't I go back to recover?"

"No," Song Zhenghe pulled out his hand and said, "It's very late now. I'll go back tomorrow morning, and sleep here for one night today."

"I don't like hospitals." Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the sitting bed, his voice clear: "And the bed is too small."

Song Yanhe sat on another bed and had put on her clothes and lay down, saying, "You will sleep for one night, and you can go back tomorrow."

Xiao Yuanmu stared at Song Xihe's side, then said his request: "I want to sleep with you."

"No." Song Yan and glanced at him, seeing that his face was a little pale, with a hint of discomfort in his dark eyes, he could not help but soften his heart, and twisted his eyebrows to explain: "Your bed is too small, we two Sleeping together will touch your wound. "

"Then let's go back to sleep," Xiao Yuanmu said, "I don't take trouble."

"No." Song Yonghe frowned, and rejected him again.

Xiao Yuanmu clenched his mouth, his jaw was stretched, and the door was knocked as soon as he was about to speak.

Yang Jie's voice sounded: "Brother Xiao, Song Shao, you may have to go there."

Song Yihe lifted the quilt, got up, opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Baihua is awake." Yang Jie's expression was a bit complicated. He said: "He knows that his leg has been amputated, and it is very unacceptable now. The doctor would not give him a tranquilizer, and ... he said that his leg was Brother Xiao. Grinded. "

Song Kun jumped with his forehead, and Yang Jie continued: "Mrs. Xiao let Brother Xiao pass by."

"You tell her." Song Yan and his face were cold: "Xiao Yuanmu was injured and needs to rest. I will talk about everything tomorrow."

"I'm afraid not." Yang Jie frowned, and whispered, "Mrs. Xiao may not be much better now than Xiao Baizheng, and if this thing really spread to Mr. Xiao's ears, it may be very bad for Xiao Xiao, now ... ... "

"Now Xiao Yuanmu needs rest." Song Yanhe held the door, his face was colder than the hospital lights: "You tell her directly, Xiao Yuanmu is asleep."

"How could he fall asleep!"

Mrs. Xiao rang from the other end of the corridor with a sharp voice, and her high heels stepped on the ground. The crisp voice accompanied her footsteps a little bit, and made her face more angry.

"Mr. Song, I think this is our housework. As Xiao Yuanmu's mother, I want to ask him a few words. I hope you can avoid it."

This is the first time that Mrs. Xiao has shown a cold, almost oppressive look towards outsiders. Without the elegance and gentleness of the noble lady in the cabinet before, but with a strong mother's courage.

It is just this kind of courage, which looks a little ridiculous to Song Yanhe.

"mother."

Xiao Yuanmu did not know when he appeared behind Song Yonghe. He opened the door of Song Yonghe and covered it with one hand, and put it on Song Yonghe's arm, calmly, "You can come in, he can know me Do n’t need to leave anything. "

Mrs. Xiao glanced at the eldest son who did not look well, and the anger at the bottom of the eyes faded slightly. She nodded and went into the ward while Xiao Yuanmu opened her side.

"Your brother said that his injury was caused by you." Madam Xiao opened the door and said, "I want to know if it is true."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were low and his tone was calm: "What did he say?"

"He said you ran out and nobody was behind, but when you got in the car, you suddenly pushed him out of the car, let him be broken by a motorcycle that suddenly rushed out of the back, and then he You just chopped the door and didn't let you go. "

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes, no emotions could be found under his eyes, and asked Madam Xiao very calmly: "Do you believe it?"

Mrs. Xiao froze. When her little son was crying and told her what happened, she naturally sobbed when she looked at her legs with beautiful but empty eyes, otherwise she would not be so angry that Yang Jie would immediately Call Xiao Yuanmu, and he won't go straight to him without waiting for Xiao Yuanmu.

But now she saw the look of her eldest son, and she was not so sure.

Mrs. Xiao did not answer, and Xiao Yuanmu's face remained unchanged. He was indifferent, not even a trace of sadness questioned by his mother.

"What's going on with that crippled leg?"

About ten seconds later, Shaw's talents spoke again. She looked at Xiao Yuanmu's calm face and seemed to want to find the answer from the bottom of his emotions.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes were somber and light, remembering the scene of the last life, he said lightly: "When I went, there were not only those who kidnapped Xiao Baizhen in the factory, but also another wave of people. They had a struggle, and Xiao Baizhen was tied to one side Few people noticed him. "

"I mixed in and rescued Xiao Baizheng and wanted to take him away, but was found when I left, but because there were two people in it, the people who kidnapped him for a while couldn't separate people to chase us, so we ran Come out. "

"Xiao Bozhen said he knew a path, and those people over there were harder to catch us, so I followed him down the path. I didn't expect someone to be ambush there. I was caught and my leg was injured at that time."

Song Zhenghe looked up at Xiao Yuanmu. For a while, he couldn't tell whether he was true or not, but he did n’t know why, and he felt a very uncomfortable emotion in his heart. This uncomfort was not for himself, but for Xiao Yuanmu beside him, he could not help but reached out and held Xiao Yuanmu's fingers interlocked with him.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced down at Song Kun and the hand that he was holding. The Yin at the bottom of the eyes dispersed, revealing a little warmth, but raising his eyes, that warmth turned into nothingness, leaving only a cold calmness.

"Those people are Xiao Baizheng." Xiao Yuanmu watched Mrs. Xiao with a clear voice without personal emotions: "The abduction was planned by Xiao Baizhen himself."

Mrs. Xiao paused for two seconds, then refuted: "Impossible!"

Xiao Yuanmu said nothing but just looked at her quietly and made her want to argue against Xiao Baiji. She had just swallowed from her throat to her mouth, and swallowed a little bit. She could only whisper: "I have been kind since childhood Thoughtful child, he cannot do this. There must be some misunderstandings here, Yuan Mu. You should know that now that you have taken charge of the Xiao family, he has no need to do so. "

"He has."

There was a hint of coldness in Xiao Yuan Mu Qing's voice: "You should also be very clear, it is because I took over the Xiao family that he has more reason to do so."

Mrs. Xiao opened her mouth and was speechless.

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him, and looked away again, and continued, "But he did not expect that his people were not as loyal as he imagined. His people were mixed with another wave of people, and those people were the leaders. The enemy was one of Xiao Baiji's enemies, and the man sent him and me to that man. "

"Xiao Baizhen said, I am now the owner of the Xiao family, and I can get more benefits in return. As long as he is let go, he will not say anything."

Mrs. Xiao shuddered, Xiao Yuanmu continued: "It just seemed that the man also had a bit of a holiday with him, so they broke his leg and let us go."

"Why did he let you go?" Asked Mrs. Xiao.

"Because that person knows Hosman," Xiao Yuan said lightly, "I have a relationship with Hosman."

Mrs. Xiao still didn't believe the result very much. She said, "He knows that you are from the Xiao family, and that you are the owner of the Xiao family. He let you go, not ..."

"He doesn't worry about this." Xiao Yuanmu looked at Mrs. Xiao and said, "Mother, he knows who hurt my leg."

Mrs. Xiao froze and couldn't speak.

She knew what Xiao Yuanmu meant.

Xiao Yuanmu's legs were hurt by Xiao Baizheng's people, but the group did not offend Xiao Yuanmu, and even saved Xiao Yuanmu's life. If they really killed the two heirs of the Xiao family, they would absolutely have to Destiny, but at this time, Xiao Yuanmu, who had begun to manage the Xiao family, was let go. Instead, he formed a good destiny with Xiao Yuanmu.

After all, those people knew that Xiao Baizheng could not inherit the Xiao family anyway.

"If that's all you want to ask, I've finished talking."

Mrs. Xiao looked at Xiao Yuanmu's indifferent look from beginning to end, and listened to his customer-by-customer order. The fright, panic, and fear that she had experienced for more than a day suddenly surged in, all of which made her tired and very sad.

Why is Xiao Yuanmu so indifferent to her?

From the moment he got him back to the moment before, she had done everything she could do to compensate him and bring them close, even the Xiao family had given him, but he still gave her Indifferent to the stranger, she tried to take countless steps towards him, but he was always reluctant to step out.

Under this circumstance, she prefers her to look at her young son who has grown from a small group to a young person who is now a handsome person. From the time and emotional point of view, she and the younger son are more intimate.

This is just human nature.

Now the little son she has been holding in the palm of her hand is now ruined. His legs can no longer walk like normal people. His proud athletic ability may no longer be able to perform, and he may even lose heart from then on, she thought This possibility, the thought of her fresh and cheerful little son's gloomy and depressed face in the future would make her distressed and unable to breathe.

Did she do it wrong?

Even if she came to ask Xiao Baimu about Xiao Yuanmu's wrong attitude, but Xiao Baihuan was her son. When she saw her child like that, which mother could calmly and calmly think about everything before asking questions?

What she did was just what an ordinary mother would do.

And, if Xiao Yuanmu does not return, all this will not happen.

Mrs. Xiao's eyes were red, and she looked at Xiao Yuanmu's indifferent look and asked him: "Have you never regarded me as your mother since you came back, your father as a father, and not yours Brother as your brother? "

Xiao Yuanmu's slender eyelashes were half drooping, half of his eyes were covered, and only a few seconds later he lifted them, facing directly in the direction of Mrs. Xiao, like a sharp sword, cold out of the sheath with cold light.

He said, "Yes."

Mrs. Xiao shook her head: "I don't believe that if you really take us as family, all this will not happen, and now everything will not happen."

Song Xunhe and Xiao Yuanmu's ten-fingered hands intensified, and the corners of his lips were tight, but he did not speak.

Xiao Yuanmu Yuguang glanced at his expression and quietly shook him back, saying lightly, "I want to rest."

Mrs. Xiao stood up and looked coldly at the hands of Xiao Yuanmu and Song Yun and his fingers, saying: "I have doubted many times whether you have no feelings or just have no feelings for us. I even tried my best to remember The scene when you haven't left us, I wonder if you would laugh at that time, if you would stick me to mom, or if I expected my father to come home every day. "

"I didn't think of it, but I know that you are not without feelings, but you have no feelings for me and your father." Mrs. Xiao asked Xiao Yuanmu: "Do you hate me and your father for not finding you in advance?"

"No."

"Sometimes I really hope ..." Madam Xiao stepped back, looking at Xiao Yuanmu's uncomfortable look, and said dumbly, "I sometimes really hope that it would be nice if I didn't get you back."

After speaking, Mrs. Xiao turned away without looking back.

The door of the ward opened and closed, leaving a silence.

Song Yanhe shook Xiao Yuanmu's hand and raised his eyes to see his expression.

Xiao Yuanmu's other hand covered his eyes, his jaw rested on his shoulder, and Qingyun's voice revealed a hint of dumbness: "Don't look."

Song Yonghe tightened his fingers, and nodded gently, holding the other hand around his waist and letting him ring him.

"I just said the truth." Xiao Yuanmu said.

The hot air slammed on Song Yunhe's neck. He moved and said softly, "I know."

"You do not know."

Xiao Yuanmu laughed lightly, and this laugh seemed to be mixed with a lot of things, as if it was just a simple self-deprecating laugh.

"Can you tell me?" Song Yanhe asked.

"Wait until the right time," Xiao Yuanmu whispered, "I will tell you, my biggest secret."

Song Huan and his holding hands tightened tightly, humming.

"If I never tell you, will you be angry?" Xiao Yuanmu sounded again with a dumb voice.

"No." Song Yanhe closed her eyes, her eyes trembling, and said, "Anyone has a secret that cannot be told to others."

Xiao Yuanmu looked up, released Song Yehe, and stared at him: "You too?"

"Yes." Song Xunhe opened his eyes, faced his dark eyes, and couldn't see what kind of emotion was hidden in his deep eyes, or there was nothing: "I also have secrets."

"Will you tell me when it's appropriate?"

Song Yan and Hitomi trembled, and a little smile twitched at the corners of their mouths: "When you will know when."

Xiao Yuanmu's forefinger fell on the end of his eyebrow, slipped from the brow bone, from his eyelashes, along the cheekbones to the corner of his mouth, he rubbed it gently and whispered, "I'm curious."

"Is curiosity more than sadness?" Song Zhenghe blinked, a smile twitching the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Yuanmu said: "Only curiosity."

"Don't be sad." Song Yan embraced him, kissed the corner of his lips, and whispered, "But in front of me, you can show sadness."

Xiao Yuanmu shook his head and looked at him seriously: "I'm not sad."

"As long as you're here, I won't be sad."

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