He wanted that he hadn't betrayed their marriage five years ago, and now they were still a family, a happy family of three. She wouldn't have died early at the age of 27.

Her tragedy was caused by him.

Every time he thought of some of the things he had done, Mo Yixuan was heartbroken, and he couldn't forgive himself.

In this life, he didn't know how to forgive himself for what he had done.

Yang Mingyu sighed.

Not knowing how to persuade him, he picked up his papers on the desk and walked out of the office.

Yixuan was reluctant to preside over the meeting, so he could only preside.

I just hope that this brother of his, will not be stuck in a dead end all the time.

I also hope that he can have a new life. After all, they have been divorced for five years, and He Xiyan has passed away for more than two years. How many five years are there in a person's life, why should they be obsessed with the past.

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Mo family

At five o'clock in the afternoon, a limousine drove into the villa.

Two children got out of the car.

Yuan Yuan and Mo Ye are more than four years old. Both children are good-looking. Especially Yuanyuan, like his father Mo Yixuan, his facial features are very good, and he is particularly cute. Mo Ye is also better looking than when he was a child, although he is not a very beautiful child, but he is not ugly, but his skin is not as good as fate, and he still looks a little dark.

They had just returned from kindergarten, and each of them was carrying a small school bag.

"Grandma......" The two children shouted in unison when they saw the woman appearing at the door.

However, the grandmother Li Qin they shouted just looked at them with blank eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she wanted to say something, but she only made a "uh-uh" sound.

"Old lady, your grandson is back." The nanny behind Li Qin leaned into her ear and said.

Li Qin knew, but she couldn't call out the child's name and communicate with the child after she had had a stroke.

At the end of last year, she had a heart attack that caused a cerebral infarction, resulting in a high-grade stroke, and she had lost the ability to take care of herself and could not even speak.

Now she is like a person who has run out of oil and is waiting to die.

After dinner, Yuan Yuan went to his small room, his small room was originally his father's study, which was connected to his father's big bedroom, and his father transformed his study into his small room, saying that it was convenient to take care of him. He opened his small school bag, found a children's book in it, and sat down on a small hanging chair while shaking his little feet while reading fables and pictures.

He is more sensible than children of the same age, including Ye Ye, and is obviously smarter. Having been intellectually developed by a private trainer since he was a child, he can now recognize hundreds of words. He can understand some simple children's books.

He didn't like those childish toys now, and he had Aunt Wu stuff all the toys into Mo Ye's room.

"Knock knock knock ......" The door was knocked several times.

Yuan Yuan looked up and found his father standing at the door of his small room.

"Daddy......" Yuan Yuan shouted sweetly, and then continued to look at the fable fairy tale book in his hand.

Mo Yixuan did not disturb the child reading. He stood at the door, looking at him and Yan Yan's child, who was already four and a half years old.

Their child is very smart, just over four years old, but his IQ is like that of a six-year-old. And fate is also very well-behaved, especially this year, there is almost no noise.

What your child likes the most is to ask him strange questions.