Chief, Love for you is wrong

"AG, are you really all right?" when Mo Bai and byson just finished the identification of the documents, Xun came out one by one holding the dream seeking hand. Seeing Mo Bai sitting in front of the sofa unharmed, she was so excited that she ran forward with a smile.

Mo Bai faintly looked at Xun one by one. The warm pupil was calm. When Xun one came in front of him, he threw another document "pa" in front of her and calmly explained, "if you sign, you will have nothing to do with Besson in the future."

Mo Bai works hard! Without a word of silence, she broke all the ways to find one by one and her father. Without asking or consulting, she was decisive and could not be refused!

The smile on Xun 11's face disappeared and stopped there. She was shocked and looked at the document in front. She muttered a few times, but still didn't make a sound. She picked up the document and looked at it roughly.

This is a legally effective document to sever the relationship between father and daughter! Once signed, it represents not only her father daughter relationship with Bayern, but also her hometown Brunei. It can be said that she can't step into it all her life, because Bayern, as the overlord, will never allow those who betray themselves to step into her own world!

Looking up at Mo Bai one by one, he looked hesitant, "ag..."

Mo Bai didn't look at her. He threw his pen at the tea table, picked up the documents signed with Bayern and stood up. When he passed by one by one, he only said faintly, "sign or not, whatever. Just from now on, your business has nothing to do with me Mo Bai."

Mo Bai's look was very stable and soft. The colored glass pupil was as warm as water as ever, but it was cold and calm as clear lake water. After saying that, he crossed Xunli, walked to Xunli, squatted down in front of him, and asked softly, "dream, are you willing to leave with your father?"

The 6-year-old dreamer looked at his mother, gathered his eyelashes, clenched the tail of his shirt and bit his lower lip for a while. He looked up at Mo Bai and looked at Xun 11. He was stubborn and at a loss. He whispered for a long time, "I want to talk to my mother."

Mo Bai smiled lightly. It was light, lukewarm, and there seemed to be a light sadness between his eyebrows. He only gently pulled the machinery at the corners of his lips. When he heard the answer, he nodded calmly and stood up. When he crossed the dream, his thin lips only calmly and gently spit out the words, "follow you." then he took the document he had just signed and walked out of the luxurious and noble Bayern castle.

The figure is thinner and lonelier than before. It is cold and elegant, like the unattainable youtan of the snow mountain, exquisite and beautiful, but it is cold and lonely at the height.

Besson looked at Mo Bai's figure leaving alone, his thin lips bent slowly, raised the cigar in his hand and slowly took a breath. His eyes narrowed slightly, showing disdain for pride and madness.

He waved to Xun Meng, "my grandson, come here." with the same kind of grace, Xun Meng looked at the direction Mo Bai left, biting his lips, his head under his head, and his hand clutching the tail of his shirt trembled with force.

*****

In the sunset, a little man walked back and forth in the hall, chanting words all the time, sometimes frowning, sometimes pouting, and occasionally sighing.

"What if dad doesn't come back tomorrow?"

"I think the uncle who came to pick up Li Xia last time is very good. When I go to class on Monday, I'll ask if the uncle is married."

"Do you want to pack up now?"

"But if I pack up my little burden now, my father will come back tomorrow. I won't waste my energy!"

……

Finally, it was time for the little man to get tired. She went to a nearby small stool and sat down. She held her chin in her little hand and wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun face. Finally, she looked up at Wen Rongqi, who was still sitting at the table painting, "little brother, do you want me to get up late tomorrow?"

Why not see Qin Jing? Because the tangled time of little KK is so long that the clothes in the washing machine have stopped rotating. Qin Jing went to dry the clothes, and the little man is still tangled.