Cute Baby Looking For Daddy

So beautiful, so outstanding, so talented.

Mo Qifan said that his mother once said that grandpa was a talented man, but so was his mother.

She remembers that her mother's job at that time was to play the piano. Her mother often went to the coffee shop to play the steel harp, and also used the money to support her.

But such a gentle and beautiful woman was killed.

Moreover, it is very likely that he was killed by his husband.

Without looking at her mother's photos, she can still be calm on the surface.

But at this moment, she couldn't calm down anymore.

"Why are you crying again?" Mo Qifan saw her cry, and he also shed tears.

The father and daughter sat together and wept silently.

For a long time, Bai Xianxian was trying to ignore Li Lingye and whispered, "mom must love you very much."

Otherwise, I won't give birth to her.

She was born because of love.

Just like she gave birth to Li Lingye's child because she loved Li Lingye.

But now, she knew she might love wrong.

But once love is formed, how can we say no, don't, and spread.

impossible.

This is also the most difficult thing for her now.

"Well, that's how I felt when I didn't see you. Now I feel even more when I see you."

This sound, Mo Qifan's voice is trembling, very trembling, very trembling.

"I'm very much like my mother, so the last time I met you at Grandpa's, you doubted that I was your daughter?" Bai Xianxian asked with tears in her smile.

"Yes, but if you said your mother didn't have a surname Yu, I'm sorry to ask. It's all because of me. Since I felt so strongly about you, I should have investigated it at that time. If I asked your mother's name and knew that her later names were Xi Yurou, Yu Rou and Yu Rou, I would doubt them and then pursue them. Unfortunately, I was surprised at that time I missed you, but fortunately, let me know in my life that I Mo Qifan still has a daughter in this world. In this way, I have no regrets even if I die. "

"Dad, don't say that word." "death" was the word she couldn't hear.

Mother is dead, and she

Therefore, dad must live well.

"Well, well, I won't say. Now think about it, it's your mother's spirit in heaven who brought you to me. When I came here, she accompanied me. Now she knows that our father and daughter have met. She must be very happy. Yu Rou, our daughter is living a good life now. She has married a husband who loves her very much and a very cute and smart grandson." Mo Qifan whispered, more like talking to Yu Yurou.

As a result, Mo Qifan didn't mention Ning Ning. This time, the white slender tears flowed more fiercely.

Choking, she whispered, "Dad, I have two more. You have three grandchildren."

"Three?" Mo Qifan stood up in surprise, with an expression of complete disbelief.

"Well, three. It should be that Ling Ye's gene has the factor to have multiple births. Therefore, I'm pregnant with twins, but it's a pity that I'm not his favorite daughter. It's a pity."

Now speaking of her mother, Bai Xianxian blames herself more.

She really can't live with Li Lingye, the executioner who killed her mother, really can't.

But again, I can't kill him.

She can't do it.

Then, she'd better die herself.

She paid for her mother's life with her death.

Fortunately, she will leave her father three grandchildren. The three grandchildren will be my father's thoughts. With Xiaoning, Xiaowei and Xiaoke, my father will live well.

Thinking of this, Bai Xianxian was more or less relieved.

I don't regret finding my father.

"Ling Ye likes his daughter?" Mo Qifan asked unexpectedly.

"Isn't it? Maybe it's because he had Ningning first. With a son, he especially wanted a daughter. At first, he thought I was pregnant with two daughters. He also made a circle of friends and showed off that he was going to have a daughter everywhere. As a result..."

"As a result, you have two more sons, haven't you?" Mo Qifan couldn't help laughing at Li Lingye's embarrassment.

"Well, what a pity."

"There's no regret. If you dislike having many sons, will you give me one? I'll raise it for you, and then you can have more and naturally have daughters." when Mo Qifan said this, his face was full of expectation.

Hearing this, what flashed in Bai Xianxian's mind was which son could be raised by his father?

As a result, in the back, her mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

How can she live when her mother is dead.

She can't live in this world without letting Li Lingye live.

Yes, she can't. She tried.

She can't.

Since you can't live, where can you get a chance to have a daughter.

She has no chance.

No more.

"What do you think?" seeing Bai Xianxian in a daze, Mo Qifan asked curiously. He always felt that today's Bai Xianxian was a little strange and in a trance, which was somewhat different from the picturesque and smiling Bai Xianxian he saw for the first time.

That's different. He can see it with the naked eye.

Therefore, Mo Qifan was even a little worried about Bai Xianxian and felt that she was hiding something from him.

"Ah? What?" Bai Xianxian was stunned. She just felt that Mo Qifan seemed to be talking. As for what she said, forgive her. She really didn't hear it.

"What do you think?" Mo Qifan had to ask again, because he was curious about this one now.

Wondering what she was thinking, so absorbed.

It must have something to do with her mother Yu Yurou.

Bai Xianxian took a deep breath and said, "I'm thinking about Xiaoning, Xiaowei and Xiaoke. Which one can give you and take you, ha ha."

Mo Qifan was relieved when she said this, "then you don't think it's suitable for me, do you?"

"Dad..." Bai Xianxian was a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Mo Qifan was right.

She thinks Xiaowei and Xiaoke are twins, and separation is not good for the growth of the two children.

If Ningning is handed over to her father, she feels that Xiaowei and Xiaoke will not be happy in their childhood without their brother's care.

So, for a while, she tangled.

"Ha ha, there's a good way to be a mother." Mo Qifan's eyes were bright when he said this.

"What's the way? You don't propose to bring another one to you every year?"

"No, no, no, not this." Mo Qifan denied.

"In fact, I also think this is not feasible. If so, the children will change schools from time to time. To go to dad is to go to Dad's school. When you return to T City, you will go to T city's school. It will take some time to adapt, but I can't think of any other feasible way except this one. Dad, do you really have other ways?" Bai Xianxian thought about it carefully. She really can't think of it.