"Sir......" Lin Yanyan coughed lightly twice, and paused for a while before saying: "The old lady Tuo Xiaomin came back with a message, saying that the child has been raised at home for so long, and she is reluctant to give it to the Cheng family or Xia Yuwei, so that the child can be raised." What do you mean? ”

Lin Yanyan asked tentatively, not daring to look at Mr. Mo's face at the moment.

She must have been in pain, she thought. The child who has been raised for so long and has been in pain for so long is not biological, and no one can stand such a blow.

Mo Yixuan turned around, although he tried his best to restrain himself, there was still too much pain and entanglement on his face.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes finally looked at the child he had loved for so long but was not his own.

Mo Ye saw his father looking at him, and once again opened his little hand, hoping that his father would hug him.

"Baba......" he whispered with a pout. I don't understand why my father doesn't hug him, usually as long as he stretches out his hand, my father will definitely hug him.

Mo Yixuan sighed helplessly, and the pair of arms finally stretched out uncontrollably, and he also reached out to take the child.

This child, although he was not born to him, but after all, he has been raised for so long, and it has hurt for so long, not to mention his mother, he can't bear to lose this child like this. What's more, why did he cheapen the family surnamed Cheng.

Mo Ye, who was in his father's arms, stopped crying at once, he reached out to hug his father's neck, and his fleshy body lay on his father, looking very well-behaved.

He bit his little mouth, looked at his father with blinking eyes, and didn't dare to cry or make noise.

Mo Yixuan hugged the child for a while, did not say a word or coax the child during the whole process, just simply hugged it, and looked at the road outside the door with his eyes blankly, as if his life had lost its direction.

He returned the child to Lin Yanyan, and said lightly: "Just raise the adopted child in the Mo family, I will find someone to recruit a nanny with childbirth experience to come and take care of the child, you have worked hard these days." ”

After saying that, he turned his back again.

Lin Yanyan nodded hurriedly, indescribably happy in her heart.

She can finally stop taking this noisy and noisy child with her, she just hopes to recruit a new nanny soon, and she can't wait to recruit it tomorrow.

Mo Yixuan turned around and went upstairs.

The house is still the same house, but it is not the original home, and the home has long lost its original taste.

He pushed open the door of the room, and the large bedroom, although there was a lot of furniture and decoration, still seemed very empty, just like his heart at the moment, empty.

He sat on the couch, his eyes closed, as if he didn't want to see everything.

From a two-person bedroom to a one-person bedroom, he can feel a chill in this bedroom.

At this moment, he doesn't know what to do except hate himself, and a good home has been shattered by him, and he has long lost the appearance of a home.

Yan Yan, how nice it would be if you could come back.

Mo Yixuan looked at the empty big bed, somehow, he just missed her very much, thinking that as long as he came home, he could see her, no matter how late she was, she would wait for him.

He suddenly wanted to break up Ye Hao's marriage with her, expecting in his heart that Ye Hao would abandon Yan Yan or Ye Hao would cheat and fall in love with someone else, and even inexplicably hoped that the child in Yan Yan's belly would not land safely. Then there is still hope that they will be back together.