The Seven Days Of Contractual Marriage
Chapter 97 We Can't Go Back

Ever since he learned that Uncle Yufeng had bullied his mother, he vowed to ignore her in his heart. However, if he really fell ill, he could not pretend to know anything.

Besides, he's still a kid.

Mu Ran sighed in silence. He lifted her up and sat by the bed. Stroking her soft hair, she asked gently, "If the person who is sick today is the source, will the source be afraid?"

"No. Because the source of the source is Mommy."

"That's right, Uncle Yufeng you're sick. His mother will take care of him!" What is worried about that source?

"Source was worried he wouldn't tell his mother!" He raised his little face, stood up from his arms, and knelt on the bed. He hugged her neck and kissed her face. He asked sternly, "Mom, can we call Uncle YuFeng?" See if her mom takes care of her!

"Not good, is it?" Maybe he's asleep now? Let him call? How could he make this call?

The little guy saw a clock on the wall. "It's still less than ten o'clock. The source hasn't slept, and Lele hasn't slept. How could you sleep so early? Moreover, if he really fell ill, he would definitely be in pain and he would be unable to sleep.

Mu Ran was silent.

But on call…

"Mama.." pinta the little one while shaking her hand. "Mom, phone!" As long as Uncle Yufeng is fine, the source source will be sleeping soon, okay? Otherwise, the source would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

"Source!"

He can't persuade her anymore. He had already picked up his phone and skillfully pressed a series of numbers.

At this moment, Luo Yufeng was actually lying on the bed. When she heard her phone ring, she heard a special ringtone for her. He immediately picked up his phone, but before he could finish, a young voice sounded, "Uncle Yufeng!"

"Hey, Source Source, why don't you sleep too late?"

"Hate!" Why are you asking the same question as your mother?

"That's because we all care about you!"

Although he tried his best to suppress her, her tone was still revealed. In just three or two sentences, the source noticed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Uncle, are you really sick?"

"Why did you say I was sick?" Are you just waiting for me to get sick after burning incense at home?

He had actually caught a cold and had a fever today, so he had no strength to do so. Otherwise, he would have to visit her again.

Needless to say, the source insisted on making this call. She hated him for being late, so why did she call him?

After chatting with his son for a while, he would hang up the phone when he said, "Source, give your mother a phone call. Uncle's gonna talk to your mom a few words."

He seemed to have predicted that he would not hang up the phone in front of his son.

He obediently gave her a call and innocently said, "Mom, uncle wants to talk to you."

He could only take a call from not having an alternative that went against one's wishes.

Luo Yufeng did not hear him for a long time, so she spoke first, "MuRan, forgive me, I caught a cold today ..."

"You deserve it!" He cut it cold.

"Muiyan!"

He was helpless and his voice was even more hoarse and gentle, "Moiran, don't be angry. I was rained last night, so today..."

"Are you complaining about how hard you've been working?"

"Of course not, I..."

He didn't give her a chance to talk and hang up the phone.

"Mom, what did uncle tell you?"

"I didn't say anything. I just want you to get some rest early!" He looked at his watch and it was already ten. He said helplessly, "Now that you've called, should you go back to sleep early?" It's a report that we have to go to The New School tomorrow. We all need to get some rest early, okay?

"okay!"

She sent him back to her room and saw him asleep before he returned to his room. Just as he was about to take off his clothes and sleep, he heard the sound of parking. He was shocked and instinctively walked to the window. The familiar black sports car stopped in front of him.

Isn't this guy sick? Why are you here again?

He did not care about her and pulled the curtain to lie down.

Just go and torture him! His body was his own and he did not care anymore. What can others do?

He thinks like that. But when he closed his eyes, he could not fall asleep. His deep, nostalgic voice rang out in his ears, and he could not fall asleep.

Luo Yufeng, do you have to disturb everyone?

Since you have already reached this stage, do you show your bitter tricks every day or for the source? Is it for me or the source?

He couldn't even fool himself if he said he didn't care.

He had no choice but to put on his clothes and go downstairs.

Luo Yufeng did not expect him to come out at all. When he saw her, he immediately went to greet her. "Moiran, why are you out?"

"Can't I come?" I don't want anyone to die in front of my house! Luo Yufeng, let me tell you this. There is no point in acting in front of me. I'm not going to give you the source, go! "She stood three steps away from him and refused to approach.

Luo Yufeng's joy was poured by a bucket of cold water, and she couldn't say anything. He just looked at her and looked at her deeply. After a long time, he recovered his voice and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you think I'm trying to snatch the source from you?"

"Didn't you?"

"Of course not, I..."

Before he could explain clearly to her, he coughed. His body trembled and he had no choice but to hold the car and barely stand firm.

Mu Ran's heart softened when he saw her like this. He had no choice but to walk to his side. "He's already sick. Why are you here?"

"I don't want you to be angry."

"Do you think I'll get angry if you don't come?" He sighed a little and took out a few small packs of medicine from his pocket. "It's a panacea. Take it back and eat it three times a day. It'll be fine in two or three days .."

"Muiyan!"

Before he could finish, he hugged her. "Moiran, you still care about me, right?"

"Why are you like this again?"

He wanted to push her away, but he hugged her tightly like a pair of iron tongs. No matter where he touched it, it was extremely hot. He should have burned it at least forty degrees.

He felt like he was infected by his flares. She was so gentle that she could not push him, so she could only let him carry her.

"Luo Yufeng, stop acting like this!" I'm not blaming you for the source of the problem. You don't have to bear the guilt of your conscience anymore. We have reached this stage. We can't look back anymore. Even if I can forgive you, we can't look back. Why should you force me? Do you think anything can change by living outside my house every day?

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