"No, I should say that you already have a choice in mind, and you want me to agree." Quan Mo stared at her tightly, his voice indifferent and a little cold, "But I can't let you take the risk, this is my choice." ”

Hearing this expected answer, An Ge sat on his lap, tears falling down at once.

“……”

Quan Mo stared at her, and his chest throbbed violently, as if someone had stabbed her with a knife.

An Ge opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he said hoarsely, "Quan Mo, that's our son......"

She wanted to go.

She wanted to see her son.

"Is there any way to bring the child back without going to Thailand, don't you have a secret of the black court? It's better to let Mr. Luo let the child go. Ange tried to save the child in other ways.

"With Quan Yitian's prudence, he will not let Mr. Luo see the child, and he must hide in a place that only he knows, so that he can go around on both sides." Quan Mo said lightly.

“……”

So, there is nothing else to do but be at the mercy of it?

Circling on both sides.

It's ridiculous to use your own grandson as a bargaining chip.

Her son doesn't know what kind of life he is living now, how he grew up, who brought it, and where did Quan Yitian put her son all the time?!

"Don't cry, okay?" Quan Mo looked at her, raised his hand to caress her face, wiped away the tears with his fingertips, and his voice was low, revealing a little helpless doting, "I don't have a problem when you cry." ”

Hearing this, An Ge stepped forward and hugged Quan Mo and hugged his neck tightly.

"You know what, Kwonmo." An Ge lay on his shoulder, choked and said, "I thought the baby was gone, we all thought the child was dead, I was really desperate, I kept thinking, why couldn't I take care of him at that time, if it wasn't for premature birth, the baby might not be dead......"

“……”

Kwon Mo listened quietly.

"But now the baby is not dead, he is still alive, God has given me hope again, I can't just give up on him." An Ge raised his head and looked at Quan Mo with teary eyes, "He is still alive in this world, he is our child, Quan Mo, we can't let him be alone in this world." He's so small, he's about the same age as little Ansha...... Kwon Mo ......"

"Do you know how you went?" Quan Mo looked at her and said, "Quan Yitian won't let you go so easily, he hates you to the core, understand?" ”

"I don't care, as long as I can give my son back, I don't care......"

"I care."

How could he have allowed her to be hurt in the slightest, to have her trapped in a knowing trap.

“……”

An Ge couldn't go on, got off Quan Mo's lap, climbed onto the bed and sat alone, leaned against the back of the bed, hugged his legs with both hands, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and swallowed the pain.

The distraught explodes in the bottom of my heart, but there is nothing I can do.

Kwon Mo sat on the edge of the bed and turned his head to look at her.

Neither of them spoke.

She understood his concerns.

He understood her grief.

In fact, there is no need to say too much, because they understand each other, but they can't reach an agreement, only silence, she is silent, and so is he.

The persistence and indifference in his chest were consumed little by little in her tears.

"Ange. Have you really figured it out? ”

Kwon Mo finally asked.

His voice undoubtedly represented his final compromise, An Ge raised his head and looked at him with red eyes, "Quan Yitian's ultimate goal is you, I don't know if he will ...... you"