Back at Zhan's house, Zhan Xian was sitting in the living room, and Zhan Qingyu was sitting on the side talking about something.

Tian Zixin sat next to Zhan Qingyu, although the couple did not have physical contact, they glanced at each other from time to time, and the warmth revealed in it was not seen before.

Zhan Qianyan's brows moved, it seemed that Zhan Qingyu had figured it out.

"Coming back?"

Zhan Xian listened to Zhan Qingyu's words and nodded slightly.

When he looked up and saw Zhan Qianyan, he greeted him lightly, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

Zhan Qingyu and Tian Zixin also looked back, Zhan Qingyu saw Ling Qi walking over with Mo Mo in his arms, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Tian Zixin held his hand with slight force, and there was a trace of apprehension in his eyes.

Sensing her uneasiness, Zhan Qingyu turned around and smiled at her with a reassuring smile, reassuring her.

Since Tian Zixin followed him and Zhan Jinhuai together, he planned to try to accept Tian Zixin, and he began to re-examine this woman who had been in love with him since childhood.

Originally, the relationship between the two was heating up, but after the trial a few days ago, he suddenly felt powerless.

It was not a pleasant feeling to send my father to prison with his own hands.

But when he turned around, he saw Tian Zixin holding his son and sitting in the audience watching him, his eyes soft and pitying.

His heart suddenly felt like he had been pinched by someone.

That's his family too.

The love and attention they gave him was enough to make up for the damage that Zhan Jinhuai had caused him.

Let him understand that the real family is companionship and protection.

He still can't let go of the words.

But he knew that in the near future, his heart would be completely filled by Tian Zixin and the child, and he would always let go of the special woman who couldn't ask for it.

At least, now facing Ling Qi, his mood has calmed down a lot.

"What's wrong?"

Zhan Qianyan took Mo Mo from Ling Qi's arms and put him on the ground.

Mo Mo is almost three years old, and he eats chubby, and Ling Qi can't hold it anymore after hugging him all the way.

As soon as Mo Mo got off the ground, he ran to Tian Zixin and threw himself on her thigh with a well-behaved flattering smile.

"Did you obediently listen to Grandpa Bai?"

Tian Zixin touched the top of his head and asked with a gentle smile.

Mo Mo turned his head to look at Zhan Qianyan, Zhan Qianyan winked at him, he turned his head and nodded weakly, "Mo Mo listened to Grandpa Bai's words very much, and he didn't run around." ”

His own son understands for himself.

Tian Zixin believed that he had a ghost.

But Zhan Qianyan didn't say anything, so he pretended not to know, "What about Grandpa Bai?" ”

"Grandpa Bai sent Uncle Ling Xi and Sister Yiyi home."

Mo Mo blinked his eyes, and used his name to make Ling Xi and Mu Yi a generation apart.

"What about the nanny, take the little master to the toy room."

Zhan Xian's face was calm, and he lowered his voice and shouted.

The nanny who was cleaning up outside heard him shouting and hurriedly put down what she was holding and came in.

Coaxed Mo Mo upstairs, Zhan Qianyan knew that Zhan Xian had something to say, so he led Ling Qi over, shouted Grandpa and sat down on a couch.

"When you came back last week, what did you and Qingyu say upstairs?"

Zhan Qianyan's eyes fluttered, and he glanced at Zhan Qingyu.

Zhan Qingyu's face turned bitter, and he smiled helplessly at him, afraid that the old man would be angry, so he lowered his head again.

Looking at his expression, I also knew that it was not what he said, but the old man found it himself.

"What do you think he's doing? I'll let you say it! ”

Zhan Xian slapped the table, dissatisfied with them exchanging looks in front of him.

He wasn't old enough to see the little movements they were making right under their noses.