jc narrowed his eyes and quietly retreated.

Since he said it, he probably still has a lot of trouble and entanglement in the future, so he has to think about it.

At least at this moment, he is not needed here.

"Mr. Jiang?" Mo Xiran felt that the pain in his ankle disappeared, and only his inexplicable words were left in his mind.

"What are you talking about?" She was puzzled and frowned in a delicate manner, "Please don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Yanchen helped Mo Xiran up, and the protectors held her in her broad arms, staring at Jiang Jingtao in his deep eyes, but he had a bad premonition.

Perhaps Jiang Jingtao did not lie.

But is such a ridiculous thing really possible?

But, didn’t he try something even more ridiculous?

"Xixi, I'm not talking nonsense. Is your mother's name Feng Yingxue?"

Mo Xiran was stunned for a moment and bit her lip: "So what?"

Jiang Jingtao clenched his fists, anxious but had to explain to her little by little: "Do you remember that I said you were very similar to an old friend I knew? I said that this old friend was my lover when I was young, and that was Yingxue. You are my daughter and Yingxue."

"Shut up! You're talking nonsense!" Mo Xiran couldn't listen and shouted loudly: "My mother is my father's wife! You are not allowed to say these words to humiliate her! My father is Mo Jingguo!"

"Mo Jingguo is not your biological father!" Jiang Jingtao reached out and held Mo Xiran's arm, "Xixi, I am your father!"

"Mr. Jiang!" Zhou Yanchen had a cluster of sword eyebrows, his slender and distinctive fingers pressed Jiang Jingtao's wrist, and removed his strength: "You were scared Xixi! Please let her go!"

Jiang Jingtao gritted his teeth and had to let go of his hand and raked his hair. He murmured: "Xixi, I am really your father, really."

"Just relying on Mr. Jiang's one-sided words, sorry, we can't believe you. The contract matter seems to be fruitless today. Xixi is injured, so I will take her away first."

After Zhou Yanchen finished speaking, he pushed Mo Xiran horizontally and picked him up.

Mo Xiran was a little dazed and leaned obediently in his arms, wrapping his arms around his neck.

He glanced at her pale face, feeling distressed.

He took her and left.

"Xixi!" Jiang Jingtao subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but was pulled by JC.

"Mr. Jiang, let's just do it for the time being."

"jc! You know! Don't you?" Jiang Jingtao held JC's arm and roared: "That's my daughter! It's my daughter and Yingxue's daughter! Mo Jingguo is not her father at all! I am!"

"Mr. Jiang, please calm down." JC frowned and said in a deep voice: "But you also need to understand one thing. Mo Jingguo has raised Mo Xiran for more than 30 years. In her eyes, Mo Jingguo is her father. If you suddenly appear, you must give her some time to accept you. You should understand."

"I, I..."

Holding his hair, Jiang Jingtao sighed heavily, "It's me that's not good, I'm too anxious."

jc really didn't expect that Jiang Jingtao was so anxious that he shouldn't have revealed his identity so quickly.

None of them expected what happened today.

This layer of window paper is pierced like this, at least at this moment, no one knows whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

"Mr. Jiang, give Mo Xiran some time. Now I have to give her time."

Time, time, but he doesn't have much time.

But when he thought about what he wanted to do, Jiang Jingtao...

Stadium dressing room.

Put Mo Xiran on a long stool, and the staff took the medical box to Zhou Yanchen.

Squatting beside her legs, he knelt on one knee, holding her ankles on his own, and carefully dealing with her some red and swollen ankles.

Mo Xiran had no expression throughout the whole process and his eyes were empty, just like a soulless doll.

After doing it simply, he raised his eyes and called her in a deep voice: "Xixi."

"Hmm?" Mo Xiran came to his senses and looked at his deep phoenix eyes, "Achen, what's the matter?"

Zhou Yanchen sighed lightly, bounced her forehead with his fingers, "Change clothes, it's time for us to leave."

"Oh, OK." As soon as she moved, she accidentally touched her ankle.

Stinging and heart-wrenching.

She grinned and exhaled: "Ah! It hurts!"

"Be careful!" Zhou Yanchen frowned and scolded, "Sit down."

He took out her clothes from the closet and changed them to her with his own hands.

At this moment, Mo Xiran was thinking about other things and didn't care about being shy.

After changing her clothes, she couldn't wear high heels, so she just wore sneakers on the court.

Zhou Yanchen picked her up, his fingertips still hooked her shoes.

Strolling out of the locker room and heading straight to the parking lot.

"Achen, I drove my mother's car."

Zhou Yanchen saw it and said, "Just find someone to drive it back."

"Yeah." Nodded, she was gently put into the passenger seat by him.

When he got into the car and started the car, Mo Xiran leaned against the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Is there a hint of doubt in her heart?

Even though this matter seems impossible.

Without asking, he took her back to Zhou's house.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Zhou Yanchen returning with Mo Xiran in his arms, Zhou Yanxi asked in surprise and quickly came to meet them.

"What's wrong with Xixi?"

"I twisted my feet." Mo Xiran said embarrassedly, struggling slightly, "Achen, let me down, I can leave."

"Be honest." Zhou Yanchen rebuked.

"Let Achen pick you up, have you dealt with it? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's okay, I just twisted it accidentally and just rest."

"Yeah, go up."

He kicked open the bedroom door with his feet, and Zhou Yanchen hugged Mo Xiran and walked towards the big bed.

Putting her on the bed, he kneeled in front of her again, checking her ankles.

"Does it hurt so much?"

Mo Xiran shook his head and said softly: "It's not amazing, if you don't touch it, it won't hurt."

"Are you stupid?" he said coldly, his tone unhappy and helpless, "Didn't you do what I taught you?"

He was inappropriate in this regard, Mo Xiran pursed her lips and acted coquettishly: "I'm like this, don't scold me."

"Didn't it just do it yourself? Huh?" He poked her forehead and stood up.

Mo Xiran looked at his ankles wrapped in gauze and suddenly asked, "Achen, why did Mr. Jiang say that today?"

Recalling Jiang Jingtao's series of actions towards her, his words are credible.

However, Mo Jingguo just passed away, and even if there is really something, it is not the best time.

"Don't take his words to heart." He held her shoulder and told her this.

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