Su Jin had a very muddy past two days, and was even more uncomfortable by Wang Zhenzhen's laughter, remembering the night when she was far from clear with Mo Su last night, she was upset, so she left the table and went to the bathroom, and after coming out, she didn't want to go back to the private room so early, so she walked to the promenade and went to the garden of the restaurant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was winter, there were no flowers and plants, and the wind was also very cold, Su Jin braved the cold wind to come out, she wanted to breathe, and walked to the garden, but saw a small person!

The child was painting, it was such a cold day, but he was holding a drawing board, sitting in the middle of the garden and painting, Su Jin was behind the child, and he couldn't see the child's appearance, but the tip of his nose was sour because he saw this child, who was she sorry for, it should be her child, right? At the beginning, because she was selfish and only thought about herself, she desperately fled and ignored Mo Nian, she thought that Mo Suyuan would marry Bai Kexin, but in the outside world, it seems that Mo Suyuan and Bai Kexin have not reconciled, coupled with Mo Suyuan's current situation, she has never seen Bai Kexin take care of Mo Suyuan, she thought, they are not together, right?

However, even if they are together, even if Mo Nian is now cared for by her mother, she is sorry for Mo Nian, because she promised to accompany him forever, but she didn't do it.

Mo Nian is her only child! Su Jin burst into tears, a little painful, she couldn't tell, she thought she could have her own child, no one would rob her, but she never thought that no one in this world could escape fate, she couldn't snatch the child from God, she almost died ten months ago, but she still lost her child, she was a sinner, she killed her own child!

Su Jin thought about it, some tears broke down, she hurriedly turned around and left, why was her fate so tragic, why was it so painful!

After Su Jinduan ran away, the child who was sitting in the middle of the garden and painting turned his head to look at Su Jinduan's embarrassed figure, a little curious, and frowned slightly.

"Come out!" The child shouted.

The bodyguard Han Chehan walked out and handed the video recorder to Mo Nian.

Mo Nian pursed her lips and turned on the VCR, looking at her mother's face that was cold and cold.

Mo Nian frowned, "Why is she crying?" ”

"Maybe I recognize you, right?" Han Chehan touched Mo Nian's head.

Mo Nian opened Han Chehan's hand, "Don't touch me!" "The appearance of a little adult, and the appearance of his father when he is angry.

It's only been a year and a half, I didn't expect Mo Nian to be so handsome, faded the immaturity of a five-year-old child, nearly seven years old, he looks much more mature than children of the same age, his eyebrows are cold, his expression is cold, his sword eyebrows are flying obliquely, his ink-colored eyes are smart and shocking, he has inherited all the good genes of Mo Suyuan, but there is no trace of Bai Kexin's appearance, plus a year of maternal love, he has become silent and indifferent, even Han Chehan, who has always been called his uncle before, has no way to take Mo Nian now.

Mo Nian opened his hand, and Han Chehan sighed helplessly, "You are a little brat, no big or small!" As he spoke, he snatched back the camera in Mo Nian's hand, "It's so rude, I won't show you, and I won't help you do this kind of thing anymore, I think I'd better tell your dad that you sneaked out to see your mother!" ”

"......" Mo Nian darkened his face, "You! I don't know how to say this hateful man, "The last time you played chess, you lost, so you agreed to help me, and now you regret it, don't you feel ashamed!" Mo Nian said slowly.