find his Mrs. Gu

Chapter 552 Your Mother is the Only Woman in My Life

Yang Ding looked serious and leaned forward.

"Ruoruo, what did your mother tell you?"

During the period of bringing Si Mochen and Shushu back from Switzerland, Yang Dingming secretly mentioned the idea of ​​taking care of their family.

Helpless, Si Mochen never let go.

When Yang Ding expressed such intentions euphemistically, Si Mochen simply pretended to be stupid, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

When Yang Dingdu expressed something in front of her, Si Mochen would only say indifferently: "Brother, don't you think we are doing well now?"

Is it good?
Yang Ding couldn't tell, but at least he was able to guard her, and when he missed her, he walked over to chat with her.

At least it's no longer the torment of thinking about it but not seeing it.

However, Yang Ding always felt that there was something between the two of them.

Hearing Si Nianruo's pointed question at this time, Yang Ding was eager to know the reason.

Si Nian didn't even think about showing off, his bright eyes gradually became serious.

"When you were with my mother, were you still unclear with other women?"

Si Nian asked directly, his eyes fixed on Yang Ding.

After the words fell, Yang Ding, who was originally sitting on the sofa, stood up vigorously.

"Impossible...is that what your mother said?" Yang Ding's eyes were full of shock.

Si Nian didn't answer directly, but asked again.

"And that woman is pregnant with your child, Uncle Yang!"

"Child?" Yang Ding reached out and rubbed his face, with his hands on his waist, his face became more and more ugly.

"I'm with other women, and I have children?" Yang Ding repeated the words again.

Pacing back and forth in front of Si Nian, Yang Ding laughed dryly, but there was inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter what the outside world says about me these years, but I, Yang Ding, can swear to God that I have only had one woman in my life, and she is your mother!"

Yang Ding finished speaking, and the next moment he heard the sound of objects falling from the steps on the second floor.

Si Nian and Yang Ding turned their heads at the same time.

Si Mochen was dressed in light gray home clothes, standing on the railing of the stairs on the second floor, and the children's water bottle in her hand was clanging and falling down the steps.

The crystal incandescent lamp on the escalator on the second floor cast a light, shining on the still beautiful face.

That thin figure stood alone, as if wanting to fall down at any time.

Her fair face looked a little pale at this moment, her white and slender fingers gripped the handrail of the stairs tightly, and when she looked carefully, through the white and greasy skin, the veins on the back of her hand were faintly visible.

The thin lips that had lost their color were pursed tightly at this moment, and the bright black eyes were full of water.

Si Nian walked over in two or three steps, reached out to hold her mother's arm, and found her body trembling slightly.

"Mother."

"Mo Chen!"

Si Mochen stood quietly, his eyes fixed on the man who was only a dozen steps away from her, and a sour feeling hit her heart like a mountain, making her unable to breathe.

About half a minute later, Si Mochen let go of the hand holding the railing, and gently pulled Si Nian's hand away from her.

"The child is going to sleep, you go and stay with her!"

Si Mochen's voice was soft, but with an irresistible tone.

"Mom." Si Nianhui held her mother's hand.

She felt the coldness of her mother's hands, frowned, and looked towards Yang Ding downstairs.

After more than 20 years, many things should be left to the parties concerned.

"Go, I'm fine, I'll have a good talk with him." Si Mochen turned his head and gave Si Nian a faint smile.

"Okay." Si Nian responded and walked into the master bedroom.

(End of this chapter)