Mo Yixuan stared at the photo on his phone for a long time, and the more he looked at him, the tighter his brows wrinkled, and his black eyes seemed to be frozen with ice and snow, and it was terrifyingly cold.

Bang......

He slammed his clenched fist on the desk. It's almost like smashing a hole.

"Damn woman." He snorted coldly, the blood in his whole body boiling, and he was furious.

"Check hard for me and find out all the calls and information records between Xia Yuwei and this man."

Picking up his phone, he sent a WeChat message to the lawyer.

He wanted to see how much this woman was hiding from him and how many lies she had telled.

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It has been nearly a year, and the sky over Night City is once again covered by super cold air, and in the evening, there is goose feather snow again.

The snow was heavy, and in less than two hours, the whole night city was white. The Meteorological Observatory issued an urgent notice, saying that the night city will continue to have three days of heavy snowfall, reminding the general public not to go out as much as possible during these three days, and a large number of streets will be closed to traffic tomorrow.

The night city government issued an emergency notice, requiring all educational units to suspend classes, all scenic spots in the night city to be closed urgently, outdoor construction to be prohibited, and to require enterprises and institutions and factories where employees live scattered to take a three-day holiday.

He Xiyan was on her way back to the castle at this time, and she called two servants to accompany her to buy something, and this purchase was a big car. There are a lot of New Year's goods, as well as food and clothing supplies, etc.

It was snowing heavily, and the streets of Night City were jammed, and their car went around the city for two hours before driving down the suburbs.

She called Ye Hao nervously.

"Are you off work? Come back soon, okay? She asked anxiously, the traffic was bad, and he didn't know when he would be able to go home if he didn't come back.

There was no deep voice from the man's voice on the phone, but the sound of a baby babbling.

"Oh, oh, uh......"

Yuan Yuan was sitting in the crib, he was the only one in the room, and he saw a black thing in front of him suddenly light up, so his little fingers kept pointing on it, saying words that no one could understand.

He Xiyan was startled at first, but soon heard that it should be said by fate. She hung up the phone, and the nervousness in her heart disappeared.

It's just that why did Ye Hao give his mobile phone to fate, aren't you afraid that he will fall?

Ye Hao came out of the bathroom, he didn't know how to coax the child at all, so he could only click on a funny video of a dog and throw it to Yuan Yuan to watch by himself.

He took the little guy out, hugged it with one hand, and replied with the other hand a message to He Xiyan.

Yuan Yuan seemed to be hungry, and his little face kept taking advantage of Ye Hao's chest, taking advantage of the fact that his sweater was full of saliva. The wet nurse went out with He Xiyan, and the child was originally handed over to the maid at home to bring, but the two of them didn't know where they went.

As soon as he came home, he heard the child crying.

Are you hungry? He looked at the drool on his clothes, and had to throw the child in the crib again.

Turning around, he went to the table to find a baby bottle, poured a few spoonfuls of milk powder into it without washing, and rinsed a little hot water. He shook it twice, the proportions were seriously wrong, too thick. But he couldn't see it, so he could only feed it like that.

Yuan Yuan is too hungry to eat, and he can't choose to eat, and he eats such a thick milk with relish. Eating and smirking at the man next to him.

Ye Hao pinched Yuanyuan's small face, and his amber eyes suddenly blinked several times, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

He thought, if the Mo family knew about the existence of fate one day and wanted to snatch this child, would He Xiyan choose himself, or would?

Thinking of the latter, he suddenly clenched his fingers, and his face darkened.

Looks like he has to do something as soon as possible.