Chapter 892 Does Dad Love Mom?

Chapter 892 Does Dad Love Mom?

Tan Xiangjun was a little bit unbelievable, "He... So this homeless man is really Qin Lang? The eldest young master of the Qin family? The one who came to your house with President Ji?"

The words "your family" made Shen Mo very dissatisfied, but he did not correct it immediately. He just nodded and said, "Yes, it was him, but that's not the point. The point is that it wasn't him who had sex with Pingting. Your mother did want to destroy my sister, but she didn't expect that she was also part of the conspiracy. The real manipulator behind the scenes was Hao Jiandong."

"But why?" Tan Xiangjun didn't understand at all, "Why was Qin Lang replaced by someone else? Who was it? Does your sister know?"

Shen Mo let out a long sigh, "Why? Because... we can talk about this later, let's talk about the problem between us now. This time you brought Chenchen here just because of your own random suspicions. Do you know how dangerous it is? If I didn't follow in time, have you thought about the consequences you might face?"

Tan Xiangjun's face turned pale again. Even though she was safe, the fear she had felt at that time still existed.

Yes, if there was no Shen Mo, Chenchen would definitely not survive, and she would also have died. This was all the result of her selfishness.

"I'm sorry..." Tan Xiangjun lowered her head.

Shen Mo did not soften his heart because of Tan Xiangjun's pale face. He had to teach Tan Xiangjun a lesson and let her know the consequences clearly, so he said sternly: "I don't want to hear sorry. I hope you can think carefully and act after careful consideration in the future. Because of your momentary impulse, such a big thing happened. You can't bear this responsibility."

Tan Xiangjun lowered her head silently, tears continuously falling, but apart from sorry, she didn't know what else she could say.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will definitely change in the future."

Time froze like this. After an unknown amount of time, Shen Mo finally softened his heart and raised his hand to wipe her tears.

"I don't want to blame you, but I hope you can understand that no matter what the matter is, you have to speak clearly and don't guess randomly by yourself. Just like this matter, if you can trust Fu Nanzhou, or if you come to ask me instead of being alone, then today's incident would not have happened."

Tan Xiangjun nodded again.

Shen Mo continued to slow down his tone, "Xiang Jun, I hope you can understand that our Shen family will not hate you because of your mother. Since we accept you, we will not let your life in the Shen family become sad. I, Shen Mo, am not a person who is incapable of venting my anger on you. You are you, and your mother is your mother. She never raised you for a day, so you should not bear her faults. All your worries are unnecessary, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Tan Xiangjun's eyes filled with tears again. She threw herself into Shen Mo's arms across Chenchen and burst into tears.

This time she was moved, she couldn't believe that happiness came like this.

Shen Mo hugged her back tightly, patted her back gently, and his voice became softer, "Okay, stop crying. It's the middle of the night and people will think something happened, and it will wake up my son."

Tan Xiangjun nodded vigorously. Although she did not let go of Shen Mo, her crying became obviously much quieter and lighter.

Shen Mo had a splitting headache. He comforted Tan Xiangjun for a while, but he couldn't hold it anymore. "Okay, stop crying. Go wash your face and go to bed."

Tan Xiangjun nodded while crying, then let him go, washed her face and returned to bed.

It was the first time for a family of three to sleep in the same bed. Tan Xiangjun had no desire to sleep at all, but Shen Mo fell into a deep sleep soon because he was not feeling well.

In the middle of the night, Tan Xiangjun discovered something was wrong because Shen Mo was breathing rapidly, his face was flushed, and his body was curled up due to the cold.

She frowned, quietly got out of bed, touched Shen Mo's forehead, and was immediately shocked. Oh my God, he is so hot, he has a fever!

"Silence, silence."

Tan Xiangjun wanted to wake Shen Mo up to make sure he was not delirious due to the fever, but a hot hand suddenly grabbed her waist, pulled her down on the bed, and then hugged her tightly.

"cold……"

Tan Xiangjun swallowed and said softly, "Shen Mo, you...you have a fever. I'll get you some antipyretic medicine."

Shen Mo said nothing, pulled out the quilt from under Tan Xiangjun, and hugged Tan Xiangjun completely into the bed.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together. Tan Xiangjun could feel the breath exhaled by Shen Mo as if it was carrying a heat wave, spraying on her face, making her feel itchy.

She knew she shouldn't let her imagination run wild at this moment, but they were too close. Except for the time with Chenchen, they had never been as close as they were now.

I love being held by him like this.

I like him very much.

"Shen Mo, I like you so much. I like you very, very much. Do you know that? I..."

The man suddenly opened his eyes.

Tan Xiangjun's pupils suddenly shrank and she subconsciously moved her head back.

Finished!

He heard it!

Would he think she was overestimating herself? !

No, he always thought that the person she liked was Fu Xizhou, so would that mean she was fickle?

While Tan Xiangjun was still immersed in his own fantasies, Shen Mo said a word hoarsely: "Water..."

"What?" Tan Xiangjun didn't hear clearly.

Shen Mo repeated it again, and she suddenly came to her senses. She nodded hurriedly, quickly threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and went to get him some mineral water.

"I'll help you up."

After saying this, Tan Xiangjun reached her hand under Shen Mo's neck, trying to help him up, but Shen Mo seemed to have no strength left in his body, with a frown on his face.

"Okay, stop moving, I'll feed you."

Tan Xiangjun was not sure whether Shen Mo heard what she had just said, but it didn't matter. The first thing to do was to reduce his fever, so she fed him two sips of water and hurried to find medicine.

Fortunately, there were antipyretic drugs in the suitcase. Chenchen was always sick in the early years, so she was used to carrying various common medicines when she went out.

After finding the ibuprofen, I rinsed it with hot water and fed it to him again.

The medicine took an hour to take effect. During this time, Tan Xiangjun kept cooling him down physically, wiping his head and body with a hot towel. It was not until dawn that Shen Mo's temperature completely subsided.

Chenchen woke up early and saw that Shen Mo was still asleep, with a frown on his face, as if he was not feeling well. He asked with concern, "Mom, is Dad sick?"

"Well, Dad is sick and has a fever." Tan Xiangjun looked at Shen Mo with heartache and answered softly.

Chenchen crawled to Shen Mo, his hair standing up from sleep, his face still a little sleepy, but he supported himself on the bed with both hands and asked seriously, "Dad, do you have a cold?"

"I'm not sure either. Chenchen, be good and stop making noise, okay? Let daddy sleep a little longer?"

Chenchen nodded obediently, climbed down from the bed, washed his face and brushed his teeth. He stepped on a stool when he couldn't reach the washbasin. He squeezed the towel hard with his little hands even though it was only a small ball. He wiped Shen Mo's face with the towel like a little adult.

Tan Xiangjun was surprised, "Chenchen, what are you doing?"

"When Chenchen had a fever, mom wiped him like this. I want to wipe dad's fever and he will go down."

Chenchen's face was full of seriousness. He didn't look like a child trying to please an adult at all. He really wanted to do this.

Tan Xiangjun was pleased. "Chenchen is so good. You know how to take care of your dad. But the towel is too wet. Can mommy help you wring it out a little?"

"Okay, thank you, mom."

Chenchen followed Tan Xiangjun, and after she wrung out the hair, he quickly ran to Shen Mo with the towel and gently wiped Shen Mo's face.

Shen Mo slowly opened his eyes at this time.

"Dad." Chen Chen's eyes lit up, and then he knelt on the bed, holding Shen Mo's face with his two little hands, and kissed him on the forehead, "Dad, I love you."

The sound of Chenchen's milk purring was like a ray of warm sunshine in the early morning, sprinkling in Shen Mo's heart, making it warm and itchy.

Shen Mo's eyes softened and he touched Chen Chen's little face, "Daddy loves you too, very very much."

"What about mom?" Chenchen said innocently, "Does dad love mom?"