"Yay!"

Mo Yaochen raised his little eyebrows, do you see, this is the benefit of a daddy and a father!

No one else has it!

Mo Beiyan smiled and picked up Chenchen and walked outside, there was a bang on the upstairs door, his footsteps paused slightly, and his heart seemed to be hit.

Slightly torn sensation......

Mo Beiyan's eyes drooped lightly, and he was stunned for a moment.

Chenchen leaned over and kissed him on the side of the cheek, "Daddy, is it swollen?"

Mo Beiyan came back to his senses, and he smiled, "It's okay, let's go, eat ice cream." ”

Isn't it great now?

The unrealistic things that lingered in his mind were wrong from the start, so they should have dissipated a long time ago.

Now that everyone is happy, he doesn't have to feel pain, because he doesn't have the right to suffer.

It didn't belong to him in the first place, and even if he robbed it, it still didn't belong to him. He didn't think this was right, but after witnessing such profound feelings, Mo Beiyan knew that he had no chance of winning at all.

Tong Ran's heart is not except for Mo Nanjue, it is impossible to pretend to be someone else, she is indifferent to anyone, and will try to hide her feelings, only in the face of Mo Nanjue, she will have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and even unreasonable coquettishness.

That's the biggest proof of that.

As smart as him, Mo Beiyan can actually see it more clearly than anyone else.

He won't talk about this topic, Tong Ran won't talk about it, and Mo Nanjue won't talk about it.

Maybe everyone is conscious, but no one can say it.

This is tacit understanding and trust.

So, it's best now.

Chenchen pinched his nose in his arms, "Daddy, aren't you leaving?"

Mo Beiyan raised his handsome face, and the corners of his delicate mouth opened a smile, "Let's go!"

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The night was dark.

The cold wind was howling, and the faint moonlight was spreading on the ground.

Bai Nianxian came out of the real room, he locked the door, the palm of the key was painful, he clenched his palm, turned around and went downstairs.

He didn't take the elevator and didn't want to lock himself in such a confined space.

That would bring back memories for him, and he didn't want to get involved.

But looking back, he found that his past was something that could no longer be touched.

Bai Nianxian walked all the way out of the gate.

Suddenly, two figures flashed around, and they knew that they must be burly without looking: "Mr. Bai, hello." ”

Bai Nianxian didn't look up, "Said." ”

"Our lord wants to see you, do you have time to come with us?"

Bai Nianxian narrowed his eyes slightly, "I'm not free, but can I refuse?"

“…… No. ”

Bai Nianxian chuckled, "It's so slippery to talk nonsense. ”

Strong man: "......"

The man turned, and the strong man hurriedly followed him one after the other, leading him to a black RV.

Bai Nianxian's expression was always faint, he got into the car, and forty minutes later, the RV stopped by a Chinese-style teahouse.

The teahouse had ended its business for the day, but the lights were still on, and the strong man led him in to the innermost box on the third floor.

"Mr. Bai, the Lord is waiting for you inside. ”

Bai Nianxian pushed the door and walked in.

The box is lit with incense, decorated in a Chinese style, and surrounded by screens embroidered with lotus flowers.

On the side of the carved wood tea tray, a man stood with his back to him, and turned around when he heard the voice, "Master Luo, we meet again." ”

He bent down and poured a cup of tea and handed it over.