Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The air fell silent for a moment. Feng Ling looked at him: “Li Nanheng, if you dare to lie to me after your eyes recover, you know my temper. I…”

“I really can’t see.” Li Nanheng raised his head, his expression calm and serious.

She paused, not believing him. After staring at him for a long while, she bent down to lean in front of him. She stared straight at him and raised her hand to touch his eyes.

In the end, the man raised his hand and directly pulled her into his embrace. The moment she stumbled into his embrace, she immediately cried out softly: “You still say you can’t see?”

“I really can’t see.” The man did not let go of her. He sat on the carpet and held her in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek. “Occasionally, I can see some blurry images with the help of the light. It’s so blurry that I can’t see clearly. For example, right now, the light in the window is very strong. I can see a shadow, but when you raise your hand, I can’t see clearly.”

“Then how did you order the hotel food?”

“The number you’ve called recently is K. I touched my phone and pressed the nearest number, asking K to help me contact the nearby hotels.”

“…It’s actually like this.”

The man lowered his head and kissed her forehead comfortingly: “You want me to quickly recover my vision and marry me? Why are you in such a rush to marry me?”

Feng Ling did not speak. It was just that Li Nanheng rarely gave others pressure. He could do everything as usual as though his eyes were fine, so in the past few months, she often forgot that he could not see anything.

It wasn’t easy for her to catch a hint if his eyes could see, but in the end, it wasn’t.

That made sense. He had been exploring this house for months. It was not difficult to carry her to the bathroom. Besides, he could still find her ring finger.

“Since I can see some blurry images, it means that there are improvements. I’ll go to the hospital to take a look when I have time. The doctors who occasionally come for a health checkup can’t bring any equipment. I’ll go to the hospital for another checkup.”

“All right.” Li Nanheng heard the restraint in her tone and raised his hand to touch her head.

He was the one who should be consoled, but now he had to comfort her.

Coincidentally, Feng Ling’s legs were still aching. She simply allowed herself to lean in his arms and did not get up. The evening sun was also warm. She narrowed her eyes and leaned against his chest for a while before falling asleep again.

When she woke up, Feng Ling was in the bedroom. She heard Li Nanheng’s voice in the living room. She got up and walked out to see that he was answering a call.

“Yes, Doctor Yorko contacted me a month ago. He was accompanying a seriously ill elder in the sanatorium for a period of time. Recently, he just returned to New York and has had several important eye surgery. He has just taken the time to arrange a week of free time. I’ll go over and give it a try.”

“You don’t have to come. Right now, you’re only here to visit. My little wife will have to busy herself with preparing food for you. Is better for her to take care of me alone.”

Feng Ling listened for a while and walked over. At this moment, Li Nanheng had already hung up.

“You’re awake?” He heard her footsteps and turned to ask.

“Who called?”

“Qin Siting.” Li Nanheng handed her a glass of milk he had warmed with his own hands. When Feng Ling received it gratefully, he said, “Qin Siting knows an internationally renowned ophthalmologist, but it’s difficult to meet this doctor. He hasn’t been out of the clinic because of his family’s elder’s death and has only recently returned to work. Mo Jingshen recently contacted the hospital director and specially asked Doctor Yorko to see me next week.”

“Is this doctor very good at treating eyes?”

“It shouldn’t be too bad. A month ago, I accepted the doctor’s suggestion from Los Angeles and contacted this renowned Doctor Yorko. However, his family had just met with an accident and he really didn’t have time to come, so I didn’t force him.” Li Nanheng heard her soft voice as she drank milk and curved his lips. “Recently, Qin Siting and Mo Jingshen have used their connections to settle the matter. We’ll head to New York tomorrow. I’ll go see Doctor Yorko. You can also go back to New York to visit the Feng family.”

“Yesterday, Ji Nuan said she wanted to come over. I didn’t want her to go abroad with the child. She’s pregnant, so I didn’t let her come. If you say so today… if she knows, she might really think I don’t want to entertain them personally.” Feng Ling drank most of the milk and glanced at him. “I think you don’t want to see Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo show off their love in front of you.”

Li Nanheng sneered but did not explain. He sat close to her and turned his head to kiss her ear. When she was about to move away from him, he held her waist and pressed her onto the sofa. “Then hurry up and give birth to one or two children for me. If Mo Jingshen dares to show off in front of me with his wife and children, I’ll throw our child’s diapers in his face. Let’s see if he still dares to show off.”

Feng Ling: “…”

She imagined that scene and recalled Mr. Mo’s expressionless face. Her back turned cold and she quickly pushed him away. “It’s not easy for Mr. Mo and Ji Nuan to have such a peaceful little happiness. Is there a need for you to be so sour? Besides, Doctor Qin is not married nor has a child. You’re not the last one. What’s the rush?”

Li Nanheng sneered on the spot. “Then you probably don’t know that when Shi Niange cruelly slept with him and left him to go to America, she already had the child of the Qin family in her belly. When she returned to Hai Cheng, she was already the mother of a three-year-old little girl. Do you know how many years she kept it from Qin Siting? Her surname was Qin, and he was the first to become a father!”

Feng Ling was in disbelief: “Why haven’t I heard of it?”

“With Shi Niange’s character, who would swallow her own blood if she lost her teeth, how would others know? She hid from Qin Siting as well for so long ”

“…”

“Even Wen Leqing can give Wen Linhan a son. Don’t you think I’m jealous?” Li Nanheng said as he held her waist and pressed her into his arms.

“I’m already thirty…”

“It’s 31.” Feng Ling could still spare the effort to correct him.

Li Nanheng’s expression darkened: “That’s why I’ve been by your side for so many years. I’ve been keeping you in my heart since before your chest was fully developed. I’ve been treating you like this for more than ten years, but in the end, I’ve completely forgotten about giving birth.”