Even for the sake of that kid, you have to cheer up.

Yang Mingyu suddenly thought of seeing He Xiyan in Shenzhen last year, at that time He Xiyan was already pot-bellied, and the child is now more than nine months old.

I don't know what it looks like, and he hasn't seen it yet.

Yixuan, if you knew the existence of this child, would he no longer give up on himself, but become high-spirited.

Yang Mingyu suddenly took a deep breath, frowned, his fingers clenched, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

But soon he shook his head again, denying such dishonest thoughts in his heart.

After all, he personally promised He Xiyan to help her keep this secret, and he also guessed that once Yixuan knew about the existence of the child, he would definitely try his best to snatch the child over. That would be very cruel to that He Xiyan, after all, the child is her life.

Unless He Xiyan is willing to return to the Mo family for the sake of the child.

But is it possible?

Yang Mingyu wandered around the ward, constantly thinking about what to do. I always felt that it was not good for him to say it, but if he didn't say it, Yixuan was too stimulated and couldn't cheer up.

The company's big boss doesn't care about anything, and it won't be long before many employees start to slack off, and he doesn't know how to move forward with some projects.

In short, he who knows this secret is not good for him.

It seems that he should meet He Xiyan and listen to her thoughts, after all, she is now with Ye Hao, and he doesn't know what the relationship between the two is. Of course, he also wanted to see the child.

Mo Yixuan closed his eyes slightly on the hospital bed, his brain seemed to be emptied, he didn't want to think about anything, and he didn't want to care.

One of his hands was still injecting a needle, while the other was hanging down to the edge of the bed.

The whole person looks listless.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yang Mingyu, who seemed to be very anxious, and said lightly: "You go to rest first, Mingyu, I will handle the company's affairs properly, and I will find someone to help you, no matter what, you don't have to worry about what problems the company will have because of me." ”

Even if he didn't want to be responsible, he wouldn't let the Mo family's years of hard work be ruined in his hands.

Yang Mingyu sighed again helplessly, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only choose to be silent.

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At this time, the Mo family, although it is still a luxurious and spacious villa, but it seems extremely deserted, except for a security guard, a cook, and a driver, only Lin Yanyan is at home with Mo Ye, who is more than ten months old.

Lin Yanyan is not yet 22 years old, a few months younger than Wu Xiaomin, but she has been taking the child for more than 20 days since the accident.

She didn't know how many days she had been tired, and she didn't know how many nights she hadn't closed her eyes.

If it weren't for the high salary, she would really want to quit her job and leave here. She just came to work as a maid, but now she has become a nanny, and the key is that the child she brought is still a wild seed.

She is not interested in cultivating any relationship with the child, because the ghost knows whether the child will be blasted out by the Mo family or snatched away by the family surnamed Cheng. Although the Mo family has not yet made it clear whether they want this child to continue to be raised in the Mo family, it is conceivable that this child will not be liked by everyone even if he stays here.

And since she knew that this child was not born to Mr. Mo, she didn't like this child, she just felt that this child was also pitiful, and now she has no father and no mother.