Mr.Mo's eternal love: sweet wife, please come to my arms

"Be careful, what's the matter with you? Who do you see? "

The son sitting next to him didn't understand very much. He only saw his mother's excited expression that couldn't be described. His eyes were still red, as if he was going to cry.

"It's dad! It's really Dad! "

Excited, Yan took his son's hand.

"Xiao Xi, it's grandpa. Your grandpa is back!"

"Grandpa?"

"Uh huh!"

Yan Xinxin happily raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Chuxi urgently.

"Mo Shao, please stop!"

In the rearview mirror, mochuxi saw Yan Xinxin's expression of excitement, and inexplicably felt a sense of fullness surrounded in his chest.

He stopped the car and took his son to open the door and get off the car almost instantaneously.

Mo Chuxi sat in the car and clearly looked at Yan Xinxin's thin and petite figure and ran with his son towards the middle-aged man in dusty clothes.

"Dad!"

Yan Xinxin couldn't help shouting at the man walking on the flagstone road.

The middle-aged man's footsteps suddenly, and then slowly turned around.

It is a simple and dark face, but it looks a little haggard and old.

The man turned to see Yan Xinxin, and the calm look on his face suddenly chapped.

"Heart?"

Yan Guoping couldn't believe it. Looking at the young girl in front of him, his eyes turned red in an instant.

Not seen in five years, the girl who had not yet been born seemed to be reborn. She bloomed from flower buds into flowers, which was more beautiful and amazing than before.

"Dad..."

Yanxin sobbed.

"Ah."

Yan Guoping answered with a trembling voice, spread out his arms, and hugged her like Yan Xinxin when she was young.

Murchuxi sat in the car and watched the scene. His heart trembled inexplicably.

The two father and daughter hugged for a long time before they let go.

"Be careful, be careful..."

Yan Chenxi stretched out a small hand and pulled the corner of Yan's heart.

Yan Xinxin then regained his mind, quickly wiped away the tears of joy and tears, and quickly led his son to Yan Guoping.

"Xiao Xi, this is Grandpa. Call Grandpa."

"Grandpa?"

Yan Chenxi blinked a slender electric eye and looked at Yan Guoping a little confused.

When Yan Guoping was sentenced to prison for serious injuries, he was still in Yan Xinxin's stomach.

"Dad, this is your grandson Xiaoxi, who is five years old!"

Yan Xinxin introduced Yan Guoping with a somewhat proud look on his face.

Mo Chuxi looked in his eyes, but felt a trace of discomfort in his heart for no reason.

Is this woman so proud to have a son for the scum boy who abandoned his wife and son?

She got pregnant and had children at the age of 18. What is the charm of that man that deserves her to be a single mother in such a brilliant and beautiful time.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The window was suddenly knocked, and it was a very noisy rhythm.

Mochuxi looked back and saw that yanxinxin and her father had entered the community with her son.

"Little ink! Little ink! "

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The rude knock on the window sounded again. Mo Chu Ximei frowned and turned his cold handsome face.

Across a window, he saw a middle-aged woman with a flattering smile standing on the side.

Mo Chuxi put down the window indifferently. Before she opened her mouth, ye Lirong couldn't wait to report her name.

"Mo Shao, I'm zhirou's mother! Hello! "

Zhi Rou? Yan zhirou?

Mo Chuxi soon remembered that Yan Xinxin was arguing with a woman named Yan zhirou that day, and this woman named Yan zhirou seemed to be Yan Xinxin's sister.

So this is the mother of the heart?

"Less ink, you look better than those in TV magazines! It really matches zhirou of our family! "