A hotel room

Gu Yan lay quietly on the white bed, and Wu Gang stood beside the bed with his hands crossed and watched the doctor check Gu Yan's injuries.

The doctor checked the wound on Gu Yan's head, and after a while, he turned to Wu Gang and said, "She's fine, although there is some bleeding in her head, but it has stopped, I'll bandage the wound on her head and it'll be fine, you have to explain that her wound doesn't go into the water these days." ”

Wu Gang yawned, listened to the doctor's words, and replied yes.

He took out his phone and wanted to report the situation to the boss, but saw a message from the boss: prepare a set of clothes for her.

Wow, I still have to prepare a set of clothes, what happened to her and the boss at the Nanfeng Hotel, it really made him imagine Feifei, clothes, women fainted, normal people would think about that.

Wu Gang shook his head and dialed the boss's phone to report to him what the doctor had just told him.

Wen's Group President's Office

Wen Yunfeng closed the last document of the day, pinched the tip of his nose, closed his eyes for a while, and looked at the watch in his left hand, it was already half past nine in the evening, he picked up his mobile phone and found that there was no special information on the phone, it seems that nothing happened tonight.

He snorted, stood up, and walked out with the coat hanging behind the chair.

Sitting in his own car, Wen Yunfeng picked up his mobile phone to find the nearest new love, and asked her to wait for him at the hotel, and he would go over after going home and changing his clothes in a while.

A Lamborghini slowly drove into a neighborhood and parked next to a three-story villa on the road.

Mo Yichen opened the car door, got out of the car and walked into his villa, just walked to the door machine heard the cry of the child from the house, he was anxious, pushed open the door and walked in, only to see the nanny was holding a two-year-old boy and coaxing, but the little guy's crying did not stop, crying and crying accompanied by a few coughs, and he knew that he had been crying for a long time at a glance.

The nanny saw him and hurriedly ran over, "Sir, I don't know that the child has been crying tonight, and he won't even drink milk tonight, I don't know why?" The nanny was a little anxious, she was afraid that her husband would blame her for not taking good care of the child, but she didn't know what happened to the child?

"Give me the child, you go down first, make a glass of milk, and I'll take care of him."

When the nanny heard Mo Yichen's words, she breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly handed over the little doll in her arms to him, and walked into the kitchen.

Mo Yichen took the child, and the posture of holding the child was very skillful, he looked at the two-year-old son in his arms crying and sobbing, and his little face turned red. I was immediately distressed.

"What's wrong? Why do you keep crying? Daddy is back, don't you miss Daddy, it's a little late when Daddy comes back today, that's why you're crying, isn't it? Don't cry, don't cry, isn't Daddy back? Mo Yichen coaxed softly.

As soon as the little guy smelled the good smell of Mo Yichen's body, he stretched out his little hands to wrap around Mo Yichen's neck, and when he heard Mo Yichen coaxing him, his crying slowly stopped.

Mo Yichen hugged this little soft body, held it with his left hand, and gently patted the little guy's back with his right hand.

The nanny brought the washed milk, Mo Yichen sat on the sofa in the living room with the little guy in his arms, and sat the little guy on his lap, the little guy was immediately buried in Mo Yichen's warm arms, Mo Yichen fixed his posture and reached out to take the bottle.

The little guy turned his head to look at the milk bottle shaking in Mo Yichen's hand, and after crying, he found that he was really a little hungry, so his big round eyes stared at Mo Yichen.

Mo Yichen looked at the little guy and knew that he wanted to drink milk, so he patted him on the back, and just after crying, he would wait to give him milk to avoid choking.

After a while, Mo Yichen took the bottle in his hand close to the little guy, the little guy reached out and took it and put it in his mouth, and after telling the nanny to go down, Mo Yichen hugged the little guy and quietly enjoyed the time when only their father and son were there.

Mo Yichen watched his son drink milk, and his eyes couldn't help but go back to two years ago.

Two years ago, after he brought the little guy back, he didn't immediately return to the Mo family's mansion, but bought this villa and placed the little guy here. Every day he would get his business done as soon as possible and then come here to accompany him.

He didn't want to give him to his mother, he didn't want the little guy to suffer some inexplicable stares, this is his son, although there is no mother, but it is enough to have him as a father, he will give the little one the best of everything.

In the past two years, he has been learning how to be a good father, and the little guy will not fake everything when he has him, but he has to work during the day, and there is no way to take him with him, so he has to hand him over to a trusted nanny. But as long as he comes home, the little one belongs to him, this is his son.

Looking at his son's red face, Mo Yichen smiled, such a cute child is his son, his blood and bones, unique in this world, he has never thought of a child before, if not...

The little guy quickly finished drinking the milk, took the bottle out of his mouth, and stared at Mo Yichen with wide eyes.

Mo Yichen was amused by his big round eyes: "You, you really look like a little girl, you don't have the spirit of a boy at all." ”

The little guy couldn't understand Mo Yichen's amusement, he let go of the bottle in his hand, he looked very lazy at the moment after drinking the milk, and he poured his body to Daddy.

Mo Yichen knew that he was starting to want to sleep after drinking the milk, so he stood up and picked up the little guy and walked to his room.

The little one lives in two adjacent rooms with him, so that he can keep up to date with the little one's movements.

Walking into the room, the room belonging to the little guy was decorated very cartoonish, which was done by Wu Gang.

Mo Yichen hugged the little guy and coaxed him for a while, and finally coaxed him to sleep. He gently put the little one in his cradle, saying that it was a cradle, but it was surrounded by a small wooden railing, and the little one was still small, although he was already two years old, he was still the size of a child of the same age.

Seeing the undried tears on the little guy's face, Mo Yichen walked into the toilet and took a towel, turned on the water heater, adjusted the water temperature and wet the towel.

Then he walked out and gently wiped the little one's little face clean.

Looking at the little guy's sleeping face, Mo Yichen's hand gently touched the little guy's tender face.

Actually, the outline of the little guy's little face, eyes and mouth are very similar to a certain woman, and the little guy who has always been well-behaved keeps crying tonight, probably sensing that Gu Yan was almost bullied tonight, right?

Blood is such a wonderful thing, the mother is bullied, the son is miserable, when something happens to him, the little guy will be like today.