章 137: 136 Hatred

Mo Xiuchen pushed open the door to the sickroom, and Mo Jingteng immediately looked over from the bed.

The father and son's eyes met in the air filled with the smell of disinfectant. One was deep and complicated, the other was cold as ice.

Mo Jingteng's face changed a few times before he spoke first, "Xiuchen, you finally came to see me. Sit here, I have something to say to you."

He knew that if he called, Mo Xiuchen would not come. So, he asked Gu Kai's father, Director Gu, to call, and to act as a go-between before Mo Xiuchen agreed to visit his sick room.

Mo Xiuchen did not speak. His thin lips formed a cold and resolute straight line. He strode over and stopped a few steps from the bed. He said coldly, "What do you want to say? Say it fast. I have to return to the company shortly."

A flash of pain crossed Mo Jingteng's eyes. The younger Mo Xiuchen was not this unfeeling. He was lively and lovable, a delight to all.