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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters he was injured

Their eyes met, and Xiao Yao forgot her reaction for a moment.

But I never expected that I would meet him again.

"Mom, mom, this is the awesome uncle I told you."

Xiao Mo stepped forward and pulled Xiao Yao's clothes, and then regained Xiao Yao's consciousness. Her eyelashes trembled before her eyes fell from Jiang Mo's face to Xiao Mo's face.

At such a close time transition, she could clearly see Jiang Mo's shadow on Xiao Mo's face.

In his pupils, he could see Xiao Mo looking at Jiang Mo opposite him with admiration. The flashing light in his eyes made Xiao Yao feel dazzling for a moment.

My mind went blank, and I didn't even have time to think about what kind of attitude I should use to face Jiang Mo. After seeing the scene in the amusement park and receiving the news, the senior management who hurried over felt it with their employees.

First he apologized to Xiao Yao, and then went to check on the kidnapper who was knocked unconscious.

Xiao Yao had just experienced the kidnapping of her son, and she didn't have a good face towards the management of the amusement park. At this moment, facing her son's problem, she temporarily pushed Jiang Mo's matter aside from her mind.

He said with a cold face: "My son was almost lost. Do you think an apology can solve it?"

"Yes, yes, we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter."

But Xiao Yao didn't take it seriously.

Even now, she is still afraid, just a little bit, really just a little bit.

At this time, Xiao Yao couldn't think about whether it was fate that Jiang Mo saved her child by such a coincidence.

No matter what, she should apologize.

When his eyes shifted to Jiang Mo again, he found that Jiang Mo was no longer looking at him. In front of him stood another employee of the amusement park, expressing his gratitude to Jiang Mo.

In fact, when the fight just broke out, the employees of the amusement park had already seen it.

It's just that the kidnappers had knives in their hands. After all, not everyone would act bravely and put themselves in in order to save others. Therefore, those people just informed the people inside and stood aside and watched from a distance without coming out to help until Jiang Mo would

The person was knocked unconscious and only then did he come out to deal with the aftermath.

Jiang Mo looked cold and said nothing, as if other people's thanks had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, he probably noticed Xiao Yao's gaze. His cold eyes turned lightly and fell on Xiao Yao again.

Xiao Yao pursed her lips, with a pale face, took Xiao Mo's hand, and walked stiffly in the direction of Jiang Mo.

The aura around this man was too strong. She didn't get too close. She stood still three steps away from him. This was her limit. If she took another step forward, she wasn't sure she could still do it.

Unable to maintain normal breathing.

He held Xiaomo's hand tightly, shaking a little.

"Mom, you pinched me so much." Xiao Mo suddenly said.

Xiao Yao was startled, and the strength in her hand subconsciously relaxed. She didn't care about Jiang Mo, and immediately said to Xiao Mo: "I'm sorry, mom didn't mean it just now."

"I don't blame mom." Xiao Mo said.

Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but because of this interruption, her nervousness miraculously dissipated a lot.

I can now be a little more normal and face the man in front of me.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you... thank you for saving my son."

Jiang Mo's eyes fell on Xiao Yao's head.

After not seeing each other for so many years, this woman had changed a lot. She no longer had the unbridled vigor she had before. When she stood in front of him, she didn't even dare to look at him with her eyes.

Do you not want to look at him, or do you disdain to look at him?

An inexplicable anger arose in Jiang Mo's heart, but then, when he saw Xiao Yao's pale face, swollen eyes, and even dried tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, the anger in his heart miraculously calmed down in an instant.

After so many years, he still has a soft heart towards this woman.

"It's just a little effort." He said in a cold voice.

Those cold words without the slightest emotion made Xiao Yao shudder. Sure enough, it was no longer possible for the two of them.

Although she had known this result for a long time, just now she had a shameful expectation in her heart that she shouldn't have.

Gathering her nerves, she pretended to be calm and said: "Although it is a simple effort for you, I am grateful to you from the bottom of my heart. If it weren't for your help, I might not be able to see my little... my son."

Jiang Mo's eyes fell on the child standing at Xiao Yao's feet again.

Those innocent eyes were looking at him with admiration. He was obviously a cute little boy, but as soon as he thought that this child was the child she had conceived with another man, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Xiao Mo was keenly aware of Jiang Mo's gaze, opened his mouth and shouted: "Uncle?"

Jiang Mo suddenly came back to his senses and saw the little guy hoarse and grinning after speaking.

It was obviously involved in the wounds on his face.

This little guy's face would hurt whenever he spoke, but he still couldn't help but speak.

Out of some unknown psychology, Jiang Mo reminded him coldly: "Thank you here if you have time. It's better to send him to the hospital."

When Xiao Yao heard this, her eyes immediately fell on Xiao Mo's face again, and she happened to see him grinning. Then she looked at his little cheek, which was even more swollen than before, and her heart ached.

"Thanks."

He bent down and reached out to pick up Xiao Mo from the ground.

For her, nothing is as important as her children.

After picking up the child, Xiao Yao was about to rush to the hospital, but suddenly Xiao Mo held her neck and stopped her: "Mom, don't go."

"Your face is very swollen, mom must take you to the hospital." Xiao Yao said nervously.

"No, Su Su is also injured." Because of the pain in his face, the little guy's voice suddenly changed, but he could still hear what he said.

Xiao Yao was startled and subconsciously looked back at Jiang Mo.

His eyes glanced up and down anxiously, and finally his eyes fell on the palm of his left hand.

I couldn't see the wound clearly, I could only see blood dripping down.

But this man never said a word, didn't he cry out about pain?

I blamed myself in my heart for not noticing it all this time.

"You're injured." She said in surprise, walked back quickly, and stretched out her hand without thinking, trying to grab Jiang Mo's hand.

But just a second before her fingertips were about to touch the back of his hand, Jiang Mo quickly withdrew his hand.

Xiao Yao took a moment and couldn't describe what she felt in her heart. It was cold and had an indescribable taste.

"It has nothing to do with you." Jiang Mo said coldly.

If he is injured, will she still care?

Xiao Yao couldn't penetrate Jiang Mo's inner thoughts from beneath Jiang Mo's cold surface. Although he avoided her touch, which made her a little disappointed, but thinking about what she had just done, it was indeed rude.
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