He Xiyan had just finished eating a bowl of noodles. Although she has no appetite, she can only force herself to eat. Yesterday she lost control of her emotions and made a mess in the house, and now there is almost no place to stay in this house.

She squatted on the ground and began to pick up the pieces of cups and bowls that had been dropped on the ground, because she was absent-minded, her fingers had been cut by the glass shards, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out, but she continued to pick up as if she hadn't found it, and after picking it up, she returned the things she had messed up to its place, and then found a mop and began to mop the floor, over and over again, I don't know how many times. It wasn't until she heard a knock at the door that she stopped repeating what she had been repeating for a long time.

"Who?" Walking to the door, she asked the person who was knocking on the door, there was no surveillance at the door, and there was no cat's eye on the door.

"Knock on ......" door was knocked twice again.

Then came the childish voice of a child.

"Mom...... Mom opens the door ......"

Is it fate?

He Xiyan was stunned, her eyes suddenly opened widely, and her face changed instantly under the light, extremely shocked and incredible.

The voice was all too familiar to her.

Yuan Yuan saw that there was no response inside, and shouted again: "Mom......"

He Xiyan only felt as if her heart was about to burst, she instinctively stretched out her hand and put it on the doorknob, and that hand quickly turned the handle as if it was out of her control.

The door opened.

The moment the door opened, she saw her child, and of course, the tall man behind it.

Yuan Yuan saw that it was really her mother who opened the door, and she was so happy that she hugged her mother's leg and stuck to her mother.

"Mom...... Hug! Yuan Yuan happily stretched out her little hand and looked up at her mother, her eyes full of anticipation.

Dad really didn't lie to him, Mom is really here.

He Xiyan was stunned at the door, she looked at Yuanyuan, and then looked at Mo Yixuan behind Yuanyuan, his ex-husband.

Mo Yixuan stood in place, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was carrying a large bag in his hand, which contained a steak he packed on the road, as well as a cup of milk tea. It's all He Xiyan's favorite food.

"Yan Yan ......" He took a step forward and reached out to take her hand.

He Xiyan took a step back vigilantly, looking at the man in front of him with a surprised and wary look.

"What are you doing here?" She asked angrily.

I don't understand what this man is doing here at this time, and why he is always haunted.

She has nothing now, she has no husband, no home, and the custody of the children is not hers.

Her life was messed up enough, she just wanted to be alone and quiet, why couldn't he stop bothering her.

Yuan Yuan saw that his mother seemed to be unhappy, and he also became uncomfortable, he deflated his little mouth, withdrew his little hand aggrievedly, and then walked to his father's side, his eyes blinked, as if he was about to cry.

Mo Yixuan smiled apologetically, but took another step forward. In fact, he just wanted to accompany her and improve their relationship.

But seeing her so surprised and vigilant, he really couldn't open his mouth.

"It's fate, fate has been clamoring to find my mother." He smiled, and could only choose to shamelessly use the child as an excuse again.

In fact, he didn't even know how many times he used the child as an excuse to approach her.